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Chapter Fourteen

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    After two days of recuperation, when I went to work again on Monday, the sprain was mostly healed in terms of pain.

    However, the fight between Jiang Ying and Hu Ruochen at the door that day spread like wildfire.  It is said that the uncle of the doorman saw it from a distance and talked to the master in charge of monitoring, and then the aunt who did the cleaning also knew about it.

    Later

    "What's the matter, Jiang Ying?"

    "Who is that woman? Have you become enemies with her?"

    "I looked at the surveillance screenshots, is that woman your ex-boyfriend's mistress?"

    Now there are even screenshots of the video?  These guys are now watching as a replay of a variety show!

    "Ah Is it because your ex-boyfriend came to get back with you, so she came to make trouble?!"

    "I see!"

    "Hey, Jiang Ying, who is that guy next to you? He's tall! I can't see his face clearly, but he has a great figure."

    Jiang Ying was stunned by one firecracker-like question after another. Hearing this, he was suddenly jolted, and his mind was forced to run at high speed.

    She pretended to say, "Which man? Let me see."

    Colleague: "It's the one who helps you protect yourself from harm."

    Jiang Ying went to the group to look at the series of screenshots, and they really took pictures of the front and back.  She pulled to the end and breathed a sigh of relief.  The monitoring area is near the entrance of the law firm. From the time they walk to the intersection to take a taxi for Hu Ruochen, the subsequent things are not in the screen.  So they couldn't see her being carried away directly afterwards.

    It's not a big problem.

    Jiang Ying said: "Oh, it's my client, who came to our firm before, and asked me for consultation that day."

    ? Some colleagues recalled it and made another criticism.

    "Is that a handsome guy who came to the institute you mentioned earlier?"

    "That's right! The suit is on the hand, and the shirt is unbuttoned by two buttons. The lazy nobleness is unforgettable, and the little brother who came with him is overshadowedIt's a pity that I didn't have time to take a sneak shot"

    "I didn't take pictures either! They walk too fast, the kind that walk like the wind"

    Why do these people remember so clearly?

    "Jiang Ying, didn't you take pictures?"

    Jiang Ying: "Are you secretly photographing the person in front of you? Do you want to spread my face?"

    "That's rightwe still have to have professional ethics."

    Xiaoman passed by her, and smiled maliciously: "Is that the one you said was pure eating last Friday?"

    Jiang Ying said calmly: "Yes."

    Xiaoman: "Oh~"

    Jiang Ying: "Hehe."

    When there were few things to do, their office would collectively fish for fish. At this time, the disadvantages were highlighted, and everyone came together to listen to her talk about her love and hatred with her ex.

    It is more tiring than work.

    But fortunately, their attention is not on Meng Jingshu, she will not feel guilty.

    Speaking of Meng Jingshu

    This person really hasn't looked for her all this time.

    A bit boring.

    At noon, Jiang Ying was picking up takeaway, and suddenly had a little idea.

    I took a picture of the boxed lunch and drinks, added a filter, and sent it to Moments.

    Accompanying text: My legs and feet are inconvenient these days, thank my colleagues for helping me bring meals [love].

    This article is only visible to one person.

    Once people have something they are waiting for, the time will become extremely long.  This day was too leisurely, and it was because of being dragged away by colleagues that Jiang Ying managed to control the frequent attempts to check WeChat.

    Throughout the afternoon, there was no response from Moments.  She almost wanted to delete that status.

    ? As it was approaching the end of get off work time, Jiang Ying cleaned up the workstation and prepared to go home.  At this time, the mobile phone suddenly received a call.

    Jiang Ying glanced at the scattered colleagues and found a corner to answer the phone, feeling a little guilty.

    "Hello."

    Meng Jingshu didn't talk nonsense: "I invite you to eat, wait a minute."

    His voice was extremely hoarse on the phone.

    Jiang Ying said in a low voice: "Tonight? It's only been two days, and I still can't."

    There was silence for a while, probably holding back his temper, and feeling helpless, he said coldly: "Eat or not."

    Jiang Ying laughed: "Eat, eat."

    Meng Jingshu: "I'll be there in twenty minutes."

    He arrived on time, Jiang Ying went downstairs two minutes earlier, and just in time to see him approaching by the side of the road.

    Jiang Ying: "Hi, good afternoon!"

    Probably because she was very upset by her repeated teasing, he ignored her trickscall.  Jiang Ying was a little used to him not talking anymore, so he didn't feel embarrassed.

    Today is cloudy and rainy, and low-pitched music is playing in the carriage, making the atmosphere more and more quiet.

    At the red light, he suddenly asked: "How about the foot injury?"

    Jiang Ying noticed that his voice was really hoarse, with a rustling texture.  She glanced at him, who was staring straight ahead, intently.

    Jiang Ying said: "It's much better."

    Meng Jingshu: "Yes."

    Reciprocity, Jiang Ying decided to care about him: "Your voice seems a little hoarse?"

    "A little cough."

    "oh."

    I'm out of words again.

    Dinner was eaten in a remote and quiet private restaurant.  The reason why a man makes a decision is often very simple. For example, when Jiang Ying asked why he came here, Meng Jingshu said that there is no need to wait for a seat.

    Great reason.

    The one who ushered them in was a foreign man with standard blonde hair and blue eyes.  When he saw Meng Jingshu, he came up and hugged him warmly: "Hey, long time no see."

    Meng Jingshu patted him with a smile.

    He took them to sit by the window, and the man smiled and asked, "Leroy, won't you introduce this beautiful lady to me?"

    Meng Jingshu said: "My friend, Jiang Ying." Then he turned to Jiang Ying and said, "This is my brother from my master's degree, David."

    Jiang Ying greeted him.

    David didn't see anything, and asked her: "Is it really just a friend? This is the first time Leroy has brought a girl here. He is a very attractive man. It's a pity to just be friends. You should give it a try."

    Meng Jingshu interrupted his beaming eyebrows: "I think we are here for dinner."

    David waved his hand: "Ok, I understand."

    Meng Jingshu said: "Her foot is sprained, we need some warming food."

    David responded, and asked again: "What do you drink? The old cold beer?"

    Meng Jingshu looked at Jiang Ying and said, "No, just hot tea."

    David whined in a funny way: "It's all for the ladies, right?" He said to Jiang Ying again, "Am I right? He's super charming, isn't he?"

    Jiang Ying laughed straight after being teased, and echoed him: "Thank you for your suggestion, I will consider it."

    David called out: "Cool!"

    When he left, Jiang Ying turned around and saw Meng Jingshu staring straight at him.  The lights in the store were dim, and she couldn't see his expression clearly, so she took a second look.

    After a moment, he asked, "What are you thinking about?"

    Jiang Ying was stunned, and smiled: "Just be polite, say whatever you want." She held her chin and smiled again, "What else do you say? Say, I've tried it already?"

    Meng Jingshu closed himself on the spot.

    He was a little annoyed by Jiang Ying's repeated teasing, not to mention anger, but more helpless and depressed.  Questions came to mind again: what has this person learned in the past few years?  ah?

    Jiang Ying happily drank hot tea, completely ignoring his low pressure, and asked him: "We don't want to eat the dishes made by David, do we? Your brotheris also a computer student? It feels very different from the temperament of cooking.  take."

    Meng Jingshu let out a low breath, and answered her: "The chef is his wife. He had worked in Google for two years before and found it boring. He happened to meet his wife. Since then, he fell in love with Chinese food and came to China.  Now run the restaurant together."

    Jiang Ying listened with relish, holding hot tea, boasting: "It's cool!"

    Outside the window are old alleys and alleys. Occasionally, raindrops are bounced on the glass by the window sill, making a ticking sound.  Because of the temperature difference between indoor and outdoor, a thin layer of fog formed on the window.  She flicked her fingers casually to wipe away the mist, and looked closely at the water drops falling outside or the pedestrians passing by.  The girl held the teacup in her hand, blowing gently, the steam of hot water covered her face, she smiled lowly, and said something, her voice was as soft as her laughter.

    This picture overlaps with the memory for no reason.

    It seems that I have remembered it for a long time, and maybe I will remember it for a longer time.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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