Xin Ai didn't want to see Jian Zechuan and Tan Ran kissing each other. She had been adjusting herself in the past two days. She wanted to get out of it as soon as possible. She didn't want to be affected by these things anymore.
If we don't meet each other, maybe there will be less and less missing.
But as long as we meet, there are many things that we cannot control after all.
Mrs. Jian frowned: "How can you think so? Xin Ai, you are not someone who gives up easily. Have you forgotten what you told me in that western restaurant last time? Where was your arrogance and arrogance at that time? Where did it go?"
As long as Xin Ai tried her best to drive Tan Ran away, the key was that she had lost her original idea.
Xin Ai shook his head: "But now is different from before. That Miss Wei is not Miss Tan. What's more... I have already promised you... No..." Xin Ai suddenly raised his head and looked at Mrs. Jian: "Don't you always hate me? , you should be very happy that I won’t pester your son now, how could you... come over suddenly and tell me this?"
Xin Ai looked wary and said: "You...you don't like Tan Ran, so you want to use me to drive Tan Ran away, right?"
Mrs. Jian's mouth twitched. She really didn't like Xin Ai very much, but she didn't like Tan Ran even more. Moreover, she was more concerned about the child in Xin Ai's belly.
She doesn’t want her son to be in the future
After marrying Tan Ran, she didn't want her grandson to have a stepmother before he was born.
Mrs. Jian was worried about being misunderstood by Xin Ai, but she couldn't think of a better excuse, so she said, "Why don't you think that I might have a crush on you?"
Xin Ai looked shocked and asked in disbelief: "I really don't think there is anything I can do to make you feel good."
Mrs. Jane…
"But you saved me."
"Saving you, that... is just convenient... not worth mentioning."
Mrs. Jian sighed softly, put up her air, and said: "It's easy to save. I'm not an ungrateful person. What's more, I just think that between you and Tan Ran, in comparison, you are a little better than her."
"Alas..." Xin Ai sighed: "Can I not go today?"
Mrs. Jian shook her head. She brought so many people here just to prevent Xin Ai from not going. Now that they are here, they have to put up a fight, okay
Mrs. Jian waved her hand, and the stylists came over and asked Xin Ai to sit down.
It was useless for Xin Ai to struggle. The people Mrs. Jian called were all women, and they were all tall and strong.
While Xin Ai was forced to put on makeup, Mrs. Jian looked around the living room.
After reading it, she shook her head: "Tsk, this place is too shabby, and Zechuan is really..."
Mrs. Jian complained in her heart: I didn’t think her son was stingy before, but now I see that his father was right.
, look at this house, look at this decoration, my family has so much real estate in Mingdu, can't they change to a bigger and better villa
She is his woman after all, but he is reluctant to let her go. She is really stingy...
Mrs. Jian came to the kitchen again and saw that the kitchen was well organized, with oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and so on. It was obvious that cooking was often started.
Mrs. Jian nodded secretly. There are really not many people who can cook in the kitchen these days.
This one from Xin Ai is pretty good.
Mrs. Jian opened the refrigerator and saw that there were still some ingredients and uneaten leftovers inside. She turned to Xin Ai and asked, "Have you eaten today?"
"Ah? Which meal are you talking about?"
Mrs. Jian closed the refrigerator: "First tell me how many meals you have eaten."
Xin Ai: "Have a meal."
Mrs. Jian pointed at her and was so angry that she couldn't speak. She was a stinky girl who only ate one meal a day while pregnant with her child. Did she take the child into her heart
No, she didn't even know if she was pregnant.
That's not right. On that day, she was clearly talking to her friend that she might be pregnant.
Oh, in short, no matter whether this child has or not, people should not treat themselves so badly.
Mrs. Jian would never allow her grandson to suffer, so she threw away her 6-digit bag, rolled up her sleeves, opened the refrigerator and prepared to cook for herself.
But…
Mrs. Jian's thoughts were very good, but the reality was that she gave her a hard slap
Palm.
After a while, she let out a scream, and the oil in the pot caught fire. She was so frightened that Xin Ai rushed over, picked up the lid of the pot, closed it, and turned off the natural gas.
Xin Ai breathed a sigh of relief, smelled the burning smell, and turned to look at Mrs. Jian.
Mrs. Jian looked panicked. She had not yet recovered from the shock. She looked at Xin Ai embarrassedly: "I... I just... just wanted to cook something for you. I... didn't expect this... "
Mrs. Jian has been pampered and pampered since she was a child. After getting married, she also became a noble lady. Wherever she entered the kitchen, she saw others do it.
Xin Ai had a headache, but she didn't expect Mrs. Jian to cook for her. She couldn't help being surprised for a while.
Although Mrs. Jian didn't do anything, Xin Ai actually thought of her mother.
After her mother had passed away for so many years, no one had cooked for her alone except her sister. Even though the meal was not finished, the thought was too precious.
Xin Ai felt sad in her heart and said: "Thank you, but your hands must not be touched by the spring water. It's not that I'm worried about the kitchen, I'm just afraid that if you get hurt here, I won't be able to explain it."
Mrs. Jian lowered her head: "Then... I won't do it..."
Xin Ai wanted to comfort her, but thought about it, forget it, stop comforting her, she and Mrs. Jian didn't need so many interactions.
Xin Ai was hit by that again
Some makeup artists went back to put on makeup. Mrs. Jian stopped running around this time. She took her cell phone and made a call.
Although she can't cook, she can have it delivered.
So not long after, the meal delivered by Mrs. Jian arrived.
"Let's wait to put on your makeup. Xin Ai, come and eat. Eat more. If you wait, you may not have the appetite to eat."
This surprised Xin Ai. She just said that she only had one meal, but Mrs. Jian actually wanted to cook for her, but when she couldn't make it, she had it delivered.
Xin Ai really didn't expect that Mrs. Jian would care about her so much. It's really... It's been a long time since she felt what it felt like to be cared for like this.
The care from an elder who can be her mother is too rare.
Mrs. Jian has already brought out the meals one by one and laid them out.
Xin Ai felt that the fragrance penetrated straight into her nose, tickling her stomach, which she didn't feel hungry at first, and suddenly she became hungry. She swallowed her saliva and said, "You want all this for me?"
Mrs. Jian rolled her eyes at him: "Otherwise, who do you think will only eat one meal a day like you?"
Mrs. Jian sounded particularly disgusted, and seemed to dislike Xin Ai very much.
But Xin Ai smiled broadly, looked at her, and said sincerely: "Thank you."
This "thank you" was Xin Ai's true heartfelt gratitude. The long-lost warmth, similar to a mother's care, made Xin Ai couldn't help but want to get closer.
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