This was the first time Zhao Fengqing heard these two words come out of Jiang Jing's mouth. She smiled and said, "It sounds familiar."
He just drank his tea and stared at her immersed in the delicious food for a while before asking again, "Where is Miss Zhao employed?"
Thinking of this, she glanced at him.
At this moment, Jiang Jing turned and looked at her.
She lied and said, "Yeah, I'm more introverted."
Then he made a phone call to a Chinese restaurant three kilometers away.
After a long silence, the waiter knocked on the door.
Mother Zhao talked about this with father Zhao in the evening.
"It's a common name, more popular." Jiang Jing repeated her words.
Zhao Fengqing was too lazy to speak.
Until it completely disappeared from his sight.
I can have a good meal at noon today.
This is the old city, and parking is tight. The parking spaces in front of the bookstore were full, so Jiang Jing parked his car at the New Square.
After introducing each other's names, the conversation became dull.
"What a coincidence." Jiang Jing put down the teacup and tapped the rim of the cup with his fingers intentionally or unintentionally. "I graduated from A Middle School."
"Me." She wiped the corners of her mouth with a tissue and smiled. "I work in a bookstore."
Jiang Jing walked in and looked around the bookstore. "Ms. Zhao's workplace is quite elegant."
She was very skeptical.
Zhao Fengqing finally didn't have to sit there stupidly. She picked up her chopsticks and said the most sincere words since she met him again, "Mr. Jiang, I'm hungry."
He asked her the address of the bookstore.
When I finished greeting the students and came back, the garlic bones were all gone.
Zhao Fengqing watched the sunlight spread onto the table, and the tea in the cup sparkled. She had no hope for this blind date. Filling her stomach was the most important thing.
This was the first time Zhao Fengqing heard these two words come out of Jiang Jing's mouth. She smiled and said, "It sounds familiar."
Zhao Fengqing finally didn't have to sit there stupidly. She picked up her chopsticks and said the most sincere words since she met him again, "Mr. Jiang, I'm hungry."
This restaurant serves food slowly.
The blind date lasted fifty minutes, and the two spoke no more than fifty sentences.
He just drank his tea and stared at her immersed in the delicious food for a while before asking again, "Where is Miss Zhao employed?"
The dishes are quite good.
When Zhao Fengqing was in his third year of high school, he had imagined what he would do if he could catch Jiang Jing. For example, he would help him pick fish bones, peel prawns for him, etc. These were all silly things that should be done during the period of love.
The story she made up about her love affair with a bad man kept describing how handsome the hero was, but there was no photo to prove it. She also wanted to pick a photo from his circle of friends to illustrate the story.
"Thank you very much." To prove his words, she laid out the tea sets in the store and invited him into the small compartment inside. "If you don't mind, Mr. Jiang, come in and have a cup of tea?"
After a long silence, the waiter knocked on the door.
After a long silence, the waiter knocked on the door.
"There are guests outside." He lowered his head and picked up some vegetables.
After introducing each other's names, the conversation became dull.
Zhao Fengqing didn't hear it clearly, but she roughly guessed what Zhao's mother was asking. "Mom, let's talk about it when we get home. It's too noisy here."
When Zhao Fengqing saw this, he remained calm.
This is the old city, and parking is tight. The parking spaces in front of the bookstore were full, so Jiang Jing parked his car at the New Square.
Zhao Fengqing finally didn't have to sit there stupidly. She picked up her chopsticks and said the most sincere words since she met him again, "Mr. Jiang, I'm hungry."
Zhao Fengqing smiled like a flower, very considerate, "Work is important."
"How do you usually eat?"
Jiang Jing raised his eyes and responded. "Yeah."
Jiang Jing played with the teacup and looked at her figure, "Since you have already eaten it, let's change to something else today."
Zhao Fengqing continued to eat. It was up to him whether he believed what she said or not.
Zhao Fengqing looked back calmly, "The garlic-flavored bones are really delicious." After saying that, she chewed them in big mouthfuls.
Until it completely disappeared from his sight.
She was not very happy to invite him into the small booth, but she didn't want the two of them to be seen by the customers. This was just a private matter, so it would not be good if it affected the business of the store.
Zhao Fengqing went about her life, occasionally going to the square to skateboard. She thought the blind date was over and Jiang Jing would never contact her.
Now her relationship with Jiang Jing is more like enemies than friends, and the atmosphere at dinner parties seems to be lacking.
"They're all takeout." She felt that she was really polite today.
She started immediately.
At this moment, Jiang Jing turned and looked at her.
Jiang Jing paused for a moment and then said, "I think Miss Zhao doesn't like to talk much."
When I finished greeting the students and came back, the garlic bones were all gone.
But this does not detract from his beauty.
Zhao Fengqing buried his head in eating.
Jiang Jing walked in and looked around the bookstore. "Ms. Zhao's workplace is quite elegant."
He just drank his tea and stared at her immersed in the delicious food for a while before asking again, "Where is Miss Zhao employed?"
Zhao Fengqing understands the art of acting according to circumstances.
"They're all takeout." She felt that she was really polite today.
"Me." She wiped the corners of her mouth with a tissue and smiled. "I work in a bookstore."
"How do you usually eat?"
Zhao Fengqing continued to eat. It was up to him whether he believed what she said or not.
The story she made up about her love affair with a bad man kept describing how handsome the hero was, but there was no photo to prove it. She also wanted to pick a photo from his circle of friends to illustrate the story.
She was very skeptical.
"How do you usually eat?"
She lied and said, "Yeah, I'm more introverted."
Jiang Jing was never talkative.
"Oh?" He raised his voice slightly, "Which bookstore is it?"
Zhao Fengqing applauded in his heart, thinking that the rich really do have arrogance.
Mother Zhao glared and questioned, "I heard from your aunt that she is a single noble of diamond level."
"Near A Middle School." She was too lazy to make up a lie about this. Anyway, he knew her level, so even if he wanted to laugh at her, she would not take it seriously.
The corners of his mouth turned down, showing his disbelief.
Mother Zhao talked about this with father Zhao in the evening.
definitely is.
Jiang Jing raised the corner of his lips with a hint of sarcasm.
Zhao Fengqing smiled like a flower, very considerate, "Work is important."
"You really are..." Zhao's mother didn't continue. She thought her daughter was inferior, and planned to ask Aunt Zhao about the other party's intentions one day.
"What a coincidence." Jiang Jing put down the teacup and tapped the rim of the cup with his fingers intentionally or unintentionally. "I graduated from A Middle School."
Zhao Fengqing didn’t know why he hadn’t blocked him yet, since his profile picture clearly wasn’t of a handsome guy.
This is the old city, and parking is tight. The parking spaces in front of the bookstore were full, so Jiang Jing parked his car at the New Square.
"Oh, what a coincidence. My customers are all your schoolmates." She responded perfunctorily and took a piece of sashimi. The wasabi she dipped it in was too spicy, so she lowered her head and secretly stuck out her tongue.
"Me." She wiped the corners of her mouth with a tissue and smiled. "I work in a bookstore."
Then she pretended not to hear and continued walking forward without looking back.
She was very skeptical.
After introducing each other's names, the conversation became dull.
The dishes are quite good.
"Ms. Zhao." Jiang Jing looked at her, "Is this your first blind date?"
"I'm so sorry." Zhao Fengqing's expression was sincere. "I'm the only one managing this store. I can't leave during business hours."
But I saw a drop of sweat between his brows and dripping along the outline of his cheek.
She said with great disdain: "How stingy! He's so handsome but he doesn't even post a photo."
Hearing this, Zhao Fengqing suddenly coughed twice, his face flushed red. He did it on purpose, definitely on purpose! She drank most of the cup of tea, slowly recovered her breath, and then showed her signature smile, "To be honest, this is my first time."
There are still more than thirty minutes until twelve o'clock.
The sun was very strong, and he walked slowly, with sweat on his face. When he arrived at the bookstore, even his hair was sweaty.
Zhao Fengqing went about her life, occasionally going to the square to skateboard. She thought the blind date was over and Jiang Jing would never contact her.
Zhao Fengqing smiled like a flower, very considerate, "Work is important."
The corners of his mouth turned down, showing his disbelief.
"How do you usually eat?"
Zhao Fengqing turned and walked towards the station, flipping through his phone as he walked.
"Oh?" He raised his voice slightly, "Which bookstore is it?"
"Oh?" He raised his voice slightly, "Which bookstore is it?"
definitely is.
Zhao Fengqing continued to eat. It was up to him whether he believed what she said or not.
The room fell silent again.
Zhao Fengqing turned and walked towards the station, flipping through his phone as he walked.
Father Zhao was very calm, "When fate comes, it will come naturally."
As soon as Zhao Fengqing got on the subway, her mother called. "Daughter, how are you?"
"Near A Middle School." She was too lazy to make up a lie about this. Anyway, he knew her level, so even if he wanted to laugh at her, she would not take it seriously.
Jiang Jing paused for a moment and then said, "I think Miss Zhao doesn't like to talk much."
"It's a common name, more popular." Jiang Jing repeated her words.
Then his voice came: "Zhao Fengqing."
"What a coincidence." Jiang Jing put down the teacup and tapped the rim of the cup with his fingers intentionally or unintentionally. "I graduated from A Middle School."
She simply went out to take some photos of the store for him. Then she came back to flip through the novel and looked at the clock.
Zhao Fengqing suddenly became a little stiff.
"You really are..." Zhao's mother didn't continue. She thought her daughter was inferior, and planned to ask Aunt Zhao about the other party's intentions one day.
Zhao Fengqing applauded in his heart, thinking that the rich really do have arrogance.
After introducing each other's names, the conversation became dull.
She lied and said, "Yeah, I'm more introverted."
"You really are..." Zhao's mother didn't continue. She thought her daughter was inferior, and planned to ask Aunt Zhao about the other party's intentions one day.
Jiang Jing was never talkative.
Zhao Fengqing was too lazy to speak.
The story she made up about her love affair with a bad man kept describing how handsome the hero was, but there was no photo to prove it. She also wanted to pick a photo from his circle of friends to illustrate the story.
"Then?" He took out his cell phone, "Miss Zhao, can you please leave me your contact information?"
definitely is.
She lied and said, "Yeah, I'm more introverted."
Jiang Jing raised the corner of his lips with a hint of sarcasm.
Zhao Fengqing was too lazy to speak.
"Then he has a keen eye and has taken a liking to our Qing'er." Father Zhao smiled.
When I finished greeting the students and came back, the garlic bones were all gone.
"I was puzzled when my daughter said this after she came back." Zhao's mother was very worried, "The man's conditions are so good, why doesn't he find a girl in her early twenties?" She heard from Aunt Zhao before that the man liked Zhao Fengqing very much and took the initiative to contact her to meet him.
Then he made a phone call to a Chinese restaurant three kilometers away.
Then he made a phone call to a Chinese restaurant three kilometers away.
When Zhao Fengqing saw this, he remained calm.
Jiang Jing played with the teacup and looked at her figure, "Since you have already eaten it, let's change to something else today."
She simply went out to take some photos of the store for him. Then she came back to flip through the novel and looked at the clock.
The room fell silent again.
Zhao Fengqing smiled, "Yeah, so there's no rush."
Unexpectedly, the pure black avatar really started flashing.
There are still more than thirty minutes until twelve o'clock.
Zhao Fengqing looked back calmly, "The garlic-flavored bones are really delicious." After saying that, she chewed them in big mouthfuls.
Jiang Jing was never talkative.
She simply went out to take some photos of the store for him. Then she came back to flip through the novel and looked at the clock.
"What a coincidence." Jiang Jing put down the teacup and tapped the rim of the cup with his fingers intentionally or unintentionally. "I graduated from A Middle School."
She was very skeptical.
She was quite puzzled by this scene. She didn't know him at all, so why did he come to this small place to eat
"Okay." Zhao Fengqing's face straightened. "In fact, he is too good. He is handsome, elegant, and graduated from a prestigious university. How can I be worthy of him?"
Zhao Fengqing was too lazy to speak.
He just drank his tea and stared at her immersed in the delicious food for a while before asking again, "Where is Miss Zhao employed?"
He must be having a seizure.
This was the first time Zhao Fengqing heard these two words come out of Jiang Jing's mouth. She smiled and said, "It sounds familiar."
"Me." She wiped the corners of her mouth with a tissue and smiled. "I work in a bookstore."
After finishing the meal, Jiang Jin said that he was busy with work and would take a break for today.
It was the tenth day before the blind date. Jiang Jing sent her a WeChat message saying that he happened to be passing by and asked her out for lunch.
She immediately put down her bowl and chopsticks and walked out of the lounge.
Zhao Fengqing didn’t know why he hadn’t blocked him yet, since his profile picture clearly wasn’t of a handsome guy.
"Ms. Zhao." Jiang Jing looked at her, "Is this your first blind date?"
Zhao Fengqing turned and walked towards the station, flipping through his phone as he walked.
He asked her the address of the bookstore.
At this moment, Jiang Jing turned and looked at her.
After a long silence, the waiter knocked on the door.
Zhao Fengqing smiled like a flower, very considerate, "Work is important."
During the meal, the two had no topics to talk about.
"You really are..." Zhao's mother didn't continue. She thought her daughter was inferior, and planned to ask Aunt Zhao about the other party's intentions one day.
Zhao Fengqing looked back calmly, "The garlic-flavored bones are really delicious." After saying that, she chewed them in big mouthfuls.
"Yeah." His face was cold.
"Then?" He took out his cell phone, "Miss Zhao, can you please leave me your contact information?"
The moment Zhao Fengqing saw him, he smiled habitually, "Mr. Jiang."
"Then he has a keen eye and has taken a liking to our Qing'er." Father Zhao smiled.
The sun was very strong, and he walked slowly, with sweat on his face. When he arrived at the bookstore, even his hair was sweaty.
Zhao Fengqing understands the art of acting according to circumstances.
The corners of his mouth turned down, showing his disbelief.
This was the first time Zhao Fengqing heard these two words come out of Jiang Jing's mouth. She smiled and said, "It sounds familiar."
Zhao Fengqing was too lazy to speak.
"There are guests outside." He lowered his head and picked up some vegetables.
We exchanged phone numbers, scanned WeChat friends, and then said goodbye to each other at the store door.
"They're all takeout." She felt that she was really polite today.
The room fell silent again.
Zhao Fengqing looked at the two sentences for a long time, then carefully broke down each word.
The blind date lasted fifty minutes, and the two spoke no more than fifty sentences.
Jiang Jing’s WeChat avatar is pure black, and his circle of friends is blank.
"Yeah." His face was cold.
But this does not detract from his beauty.
"Oh, what a coincidence. My customers are all your schoolmates." She responded perfunctorily and took a piece of sashimi. The wasabi she dipped it in was too spicy, so she lowered her head and secretly stuck out her tongue.
Zhao Fengqing turned and walked towards the station, flipping through his phone as he walked.
"What are you talking about?" Zhao's mother poked Zhao's father, "I heard that the man has a good family background and doesn't care about those houses."
Zhao Fengqing spread a piece of newspaper on the small coffee table. As she was preparing, she could see Jiang Jing's forehead twitch slightly. She smiled secretly and arranged the dishes one by one. "Mr. Jiang, there is no other place here, so we can only make do with this."
definitely is.
The moment Zhao Fengqing saw him, he smiled habitually, "Mr. Jiang."
She heard these three words six times. As far as she could remember, he had never called her name in such a positive tone. Did he really remember her name now...
Zhao Fengqing smiled, "Yeah, so there's no rush."
Then she pretended not to hear and continued walking forward without looking back.
Jiang Jing’s WeChat avatar is pure black, and his circle of friends is blank.
Zhao Fengqing finally didn't have to sit there stupidly. She picked up her chopsticks and said the most sincere words since she met him again, "Mr. Jiang, I'm hungry."
Father Zhao was very calm, "When fate comes, it will come naturally."
She said with great disdain: "How stingy! He's so handsome but he doesn't even post a photo."
Then he made a phone call to a Chinese restaurant three kilometers away.
Jiang Jing walked in and looked around the bookstore. "Ms. Zhao's workplace is quite elegant."
She was in a good mood watching him. It would be best if he was pissed off to death.
I don't know how his relationship with Liu Rourou and Lu Xiaoyin has changed in the past six months. Maybe there is a fire in the backyard
Then he made a phone call to a Chinese restaurant three kilometers away.
“Hey hey.”
"There are guests outside." He lowered his head and picked up some vegetables.
The story she made up about her love affair with a bad man kept describing how handsome the hero was, but there was no photo to prove it. She also wanted to pick a photo from his circle of friends to illustrate the story.
"What a coincidence." Jiang Jing put down the teacup and tapped the rim of the cup with his fingers intentionally or unintentionally. "I graduated from A Middle School."
"How do you usually eat?"
Jiang Jing’s WeChat avatar is pure black, and his circle of friends is blank.
At this time, Jiang Jing's ghostly voice rose behind her, "There are no photos of you either."
This restaurant serves food slowly.
"I'm so sorry." Zhao Fengqing's expression was sincere. "I'm the only one managing this store. I can't leave during business hours."
Jiang Jing played with the teacup and looked at her figure, "Since you have already eaten it, let's change to something else today."
"Okay." Zhao Fengqing's face straightened. "In fact, he is too good. He is handsome, elegant, and graduated from a prestigious university. How can I be worthy of him?"
Zhao Fengqing suddenly became a little stiff.
"Then I'll come along too." Jiang Jing poured himself some tea.
Zhao Fengqing spread a piece of newspaper on the small coffee table. As she was preparing, she could see Jiang Jing's forehead twitch slightly. She smiled secretly and arranged the dishes one by one. "Mr. Jiang, there is no other place here, so we can only make do with this."
Then she pretended not to hear and continued walking forward without looking back.
Mother Zhao glared and questioned, "I heard from your aunt that she is a single noble of diamond level."
After a long silence, the waiter knocked on the door.
"Okay." Zhao Fengqing's face straightened. "In fact, he is too good. He is handsome, elegant, and graduated from a prestigious university. How can I be worthy of him?"
"Okay." Zhao Fengqing's face straightened. "In fact, he is too good. He is handsome, elegant, and graduated from a prestigious university. How can I be worthy of him?"
He didn't catch up.
Zhao's mother choked, "My daughter is not bad either!" Every parent thinks their child is the best.
Jiang Jing walked in and looked around the bookstore. "Ms. Zhao's workplace is quite elegant."
But I saw a drop of sweat between his brows and dripping along the outline of his cheek.
She heard these three words six times. As far as she could remember, he had never called her name in such a positive tone. Did he really remember her name now...
As soon as Zhao Fengqing got on the subway, her mother called. "Daughter, how are you?"
Zhao Fengqing didn’t know why he hadn’t blocked him yet, since his profile picture clearly wasn’t of a handsome guy.
During the meal, the two had no topics to talk about.
She walked faster and faster.
Jiang Jing’s WeChat avatar is pure black, and his circle of friends is blank.
The sun was very strong, and he walked slowly, with sweat on his face. When he arrived at the bookstore, even his hair was sweaty.
I don't know how his relationship with Liu Rourou and Lu Xiaoyin has changed in the past six months. Maybe there is a fire in the backyard
Until it completely disappeared from his sight.
I don't know how his relationship with Liu Rourou and Lu Xiaoyin has changed in the past six months. Maybe there is a fire in the backyard
"I'm so sorry." Zhao Fengqing's expression was sincere. "I'm the only one managing this store. I can't leave during business hours."
"I was puzzled when my daughter said this after she came back." Zhao's mother was very worried, "The man's conditions are so good, why doesn't he find a girl in her early twenties?" She heard from Aunt Zhao before that the man liked Zhao Fengqing very much and took the initiative to contact her to meet him.
After finishing the meal, Jiang Jin said that he was busy with work and would take a break for today.
Zhao Fengqing understands the art of acting according to circumstances.
Zhao Fengqing smiled, "Yeah, so there's no rush."
Zhao Fengqing watched the sunlight spread onto the table, and the tea in the cup sparkled. She had no hope for this blind date. Filling her stomach was the most important thing.
As soon as Zhao Fengqing got on the subway, her mother called. "Daughter, how are you?"
When I finished greeting the students and came back, the garlic bones were all gone.
Zhao Fengqing didn’t know why he hadn’t blocked him yet, since his profile picture clearly wasn’t of a handsome guy.
She was quite puzzled by this scene. She didn't know him at all, so why did he come to this small place to eat
Zhao Fengqing didn't hear it clearly, but she roughly guessed what Zhao's mother was asking. "Mom, let's talk about it when we get home. It's too noisy here."
Thinking of this, she glanced at him.
Jiang Jing paused for a moment and then said, "I think Miss Zhao doesn't like to talk much."
definitely is.
We exchanged phone numbers, scanned WeChat friends, and then said goodbye to each other at the store door.
"Oh?" He raised his voice slightly, "Which bookstore is it?"
It was the tenth day before the blind date. Jiang Jing sent her a WeChat message saying that he happened to be passing by and asked her out for lunch.
Thinking of this, she glanced at him.
“Hey hey.”
"Ms. Zhao." Jiang Jing looked at her, "Is this your first blind date?"
He asked her the address of the bookstore.
She was in a good mood watching him. It would be best if he was pissed off to death.
There are still more than thirty minutes until twelve o'clock.
"Ms. Zhao." Jiang Jing looked at her, "Is this your first blind date?"
"Then?" He took out his cell phone, "Miss Zhao, can you please leave me your contact information?"
Jiang Jing played with the teacup and looked at her figure, "Since you have already eaten it, let's change to something else today."
Hearing the sound of the door opening, Zhao's mother's eyes lit up and she hurried forward, "Daughter, how is it?" Aunt Zhao said that the man was so stunning that Zhao's mother couldn't help but feel so happy.
"Then he has a keen eye and has taken a liking to our Qing'er." Father Zhao smiled.
Mother Zhao glared and questioned, "I heard from your aunt that she is a single noble of diamond level."
There are still more than thirty minutes until twelve o'clock.
Then his voice came: "Zhao Fengqing."
Zhao Fengqing turned and walked towards the station, flipping through his phone as he walked.
Zhao Fengqing started out by saying, "He's not that good." She was telling the truth. Although Jiang Jing was handsome, he wasn't a very good person. In the twelve years of his evolution as an animal, he must have broken many women's hearts.
"Ms. Zhao." Jiang Jing looked at her, "Is this your first blind date?"
When I finished greeting the students and came back, the garlic bones were all gone.
He must be having a seizure.
Mother Zhao glared and questioned, "I heard from your aunt that she is a single noble of diamond level."
"How do you usually eat?"
She simply went out to take some photos of the store for him. Then she came back to flip through the novel and looked at the clock.
Zhao's mother choked, "My daughter is not bad either!" Every parent thinks their child is the best.
She started immediately.
"I was puzzled when my daughter said this after she came back." Zhao's mother was very worried, "The man's conditions are so good, why doesn't he find a girl in her early twenties?" She heard from Aunt Zhao before that the man liked Zhao Fengqing very much and took the initiative to contact her to meet him.
"Okay." Zhao Fengqing's face straightened. "In fact, he is too good. He is handsome, elegant, and graduated from a prestigious university. How can I be worthy of him?"
When I finished greeting the students and came back, the garlic bones were all gone.
"Thank you very much." To prove his words, she laid out the tea sets in the store and invited him into the small compartment inside. "If you don't mind, Mr. Jiang, come in and have a cup of tea?"
“Hey hey.”
She walked faster and faster.
She simply went out to take some photos of the store for him. Then she came back to flip through the novel and looked at the clock.
Then he made a phone call to a Chinese restaurant three kilometers away.
The story she made up about her love affair with a bad man kept describing how handsome the hero was, but there was no photo to prove it. She also wanted to pick a photo from his circle of friends to illustrate the story.
Zhao's mother choked, "My daughter is not bad either!" Every parent thinks their child is the best.
She was quite puzzled by this scene. She didn't know him at all, so why did he come to this small place to eat
"I'm free until two." Jiang Jing walked in and glanced at the bookcase next to him, which was full of fancy romance novels. He looked away and said, "Miss Zhao, can you please join us for lunch?"
"There are guests outside." He lowered his head and picked up some vegetables.
She walked faster and faster.
This is the old city, and parking is tight. The parking spaces in front of the bookstore were full, so Jiang Jing parked his car at the New Square.
definitely is.
Zhao Fengqing smiled, "Yeah, so there's no rush."
Zhao Fengqing started out by saying, "He's not that good." She was telling the truth. Although Jiang Jing was handsome, he wasn't a very good person. In the twelve years of his evolution as an animal, he must have broken many women's hearts.
Hearing this, Zhao Fengqing suddenly coughed twice, his face flushed red. He did it on purpose, definitely on purpose! She drank most of the cup of tea, slowly recovered her breath, and then showed her signature smile, "To be honest, this is my first time."
She walked faster and faster.
At this moment, Jiang Jing turned and looked at her.
"You really are..." Zhao's mother didn't continue. She thought her daughter was inferior, and planned to ask Aunt Zhao about the other party's intentions one day.
Mother Zhao glared and questioned, "I heard from your aunt that she is a single noble of diamond level."
Jiang Jing played with the teacup and looked at her figure, "Since you have already eaten it, let's change to something else today."
During the meal, the two had no topics to talk about.
He just drank his tea and stared at her immersed in the delicious food for a while before asking again, "Where is Miss Zhao employed?"
I can have a good meal at noon today.
But this does not detract from his beauty.
Mother Zhao talked about this with father Zhao in the evening.
When Zhao Fengqing saw this, he remained calm.
"Oh?" He raised his voice slightly, "Which bookstore is it?"
Zhao Fengqing suddenly became a little stiff.
Father Zhao was very calm, "When fate comes, it will come naturally."
Jiang Jing raised his eyes and responded. "Yeah."
Mother Zhao glared and questioned, "I heard from your aunt that she is a single noble of diamond level."
Zhao Fengqing didn't quite understand what he was thinking. But she had to fight back. She stood up and looked for the takeout order, saying, "I've eaten everywhere around here. The roast pork rice is cheap and delicious."
Zhao Fengqing continued to eat. It was up to him whether he believed what she said or not.
"I was puzzled when my daughter said this after she came back." Zhao's mother was very worried, "The man's conditions are so good, why doesn't he find a girl in her early twenties?" She heard from Aunt Zhao before that the man liked Zhao Fengqing very much and took the initiative to contact her to meet him.
When I finished greeting the students and came back, the garlic bones were all gone.
I don't know how his relationship with Liu Rourou and Lu Xiaoyin has changed in the past six months. Maybe there is a fire in the backyard
Then she pretended not to hear and continued walking forward without looking back.
The room fell silent again.
Zhao Fengqing spread a piece of newspaper on the small coffee table. As she was preparing, she could see Jiang Jing's forehead twitch slightly. She smiled secretly and arranged the dishes one by one. "Mr. Jiang, there is no other place here, so we can only make do with this."
Jiang Jing raised the corner of his lips with a hint of sarcasm.
"Okay." Zhao Fengqing's face straightened. "In fact, he is too good. He is handsome, elegant, and graduated from a prestigious university. How can I be worthy of him?"
He didn't catch up.
"What conditions? A car and a house?" Zhao's father disagreed. "Then when the new housing estate on Beibu Avenue comes out, we can buy a house for our daughter and raise her conditions."
She immediately put down her bowl and chopsticks and walked out of the lounge.
Zhao Fengqing spread a piece of newspaper on the small coffee table. As she was preparing, she could see Jiang Jing's forehead twitch slightly. She smiled secretly and arranged the dishes one by one. "Mr. Jiang, there is no other place here, so we can only make do with this."
She heard these three words six times. As far as she could remember, he had never called her name in such a positive tone. Did he really remember her name now...
This is the old city, and parking is tight. The parking spaces in front of the bookstore were full, so Jiang Jing parked his car at the New Square.
In return, she said in a coquettish voice: "Mr. Jiang."
She said with great disdain: "How stingy! He's so handsome but he doesn't even post a photo."
Mother Zhao talked about this with father Zhao in the evening.
"What are you talking about?" Zhao's mother poked Zhao's father, "I heard that the man has a good family background and doesn't care about those houses."
Jiang Jing raised his eyes and responded. "Yeah."
Jiang Jing’s WeChat avatar is pure black, and his circle of friends is blank.
"Then he has a keen eye and has taken a liking to our Qing'er." Father Zhao smiled.
Zhao Fengqing smiled, "Yeah, so there's no rush."
The corners of his mouth turned down, showing his disbelief.
So she ignored it.
After a long silence, the waiter knocked on the door.
I can have a good meal at noon today.
Then she pretended not to hear and continued walking forward without looking back.
Zhao Fengqing went about her life, occasionally going to the square to skateboard. She thought the blind date was over and Jiang Jing would never contact her.
Until it completely disappeared from his sight.
"I was puzzled when my daughter said this after she came back." Zhao's mother was very worried, "The man's conditions are so good, why doesn't he find a girl in her early twenties?" She heard from Aunt Zhao before that the man liked Zhao Fengqing very much and took the initiative to contact her to meet him.
Unexpectedly, the pure black avatar really started flashing.
When I finished greeting the students and came back, the garlic bones were all gone.
Zhao Fengqing buried his head in eating.
"What a coincidence." Jiang Jing put down the teacup and tapped the rim of the cup with his fingers intentionally or unintentionally. "I graduated from A Middle School."
This restaurant serves food slowly.
"Then?" He took out his cell phone, "Miss Zhao, can you please leave me your contact information?"
The moment Zhao Fengqing saw him, he smiled habitually, "Mr. Jiang."
It was the tenth day before the blind date. Jiang Jing sent her a WeChat message saying that he happened to be passing by and asked her out for lunch.
"Yeah." His face was cold.
We exchanged phone numbers, scanned WeChat friends, and then said goodbye to each other at the store door.
"I'm so sorry." Zhao Fengqing's expression was sincere. "I'm the only one managing this store. I can't leave during business hours."
Hearing the sound of the door opening, Zhao's mother's eyes lit up and she hurried forward, "Daughter, how is it?" Aunt Zhao said that the man was so stunning that Zhao's mother couldn't help but feel so happy.
After a long silence, the waiter knocked on the door.
The room fell silent again.
It was the tenth day before the blind date. Jiang Jing sent her a WeChat message saying that he happened to be passing by and asked her out for lunch.
Zhao Fengqing looked at the two sentences for a long time, then carefully broke down each word.
After introducing each other's names, the conversation became dull.
"Thank you very much." To prove his words, she laid out the tea sets in the store and invited him into the small compartment inside. "If you don't mind, Mr. Jiang, come in and have a cup of tea?"
Zhao Fengqing smiled like a flower, very considerate, "Work is important."
She walked faster and faster.
Zhao Fengqing went about her life, occasionally going to the square to skateboard. She thought the blind date was over and Jiang Jing would never contact her.
"I was puzzled when my daughter said this after she came back." Zhao's mother was very worried, "The man's conditions are so good, why doesn't he find a girl in her early twenties?" She heard from Aunt Zhao before that the man liked Zhao Fengqing very much and took the initiative to contact her to meet him.
Then he made a phone call to a Chinese restaurant three kilometers away.
He must be having a seizure.
The story she made up about her love affair with a bad man kept describing how handsome the hero was, but there was no photo to prove it. She also wanted to pick a photo from his circle of friends to illustrate the story.
Zhao Fengqing spread a piece of newspaper on the small coffee table. As she was preparing, she could see Jiang Jing's forehead twitch slightly. She smiled secretly and arranged the dishes one by one. "Mr. Jiang, there is no other place here, so we can only make do with this."
He didn't catch up.
definitely is.
Jiang Jing raised his eyes and responded. "Yeah."
Jiang Jing raised the corner of his lips with a hint of sarcasm.
She said with great disdain: "How stingy! He's so handsome but he doesn't even post a photo."
He asked her the address of the bookstore.
"What are you talking about?" Zhao's mother poked Zhao's father, "I heard that the man has a good family background and doesn't care about those houses."
"Then I'll come along too." Jiang Jing poured himself some tea.
She was not very happy to invite him into the small booth, but she didn't want the two of them to be seen by the customers. This was just a private matter, so it would not be good if it affected the business of the store.
So she ignored it.
Zhao Fengqing was too lazy to speak.
Hearing this, Zhao Fengqing suddenly coughed twice, his face flushed red. He did it on purpose, definitely on purpose! She drank most of the cup of tea, slowly recovered her breath, and then showed her signature smile, "To be honest, this is my first time."
Zhao Fengqing suddenly became a little stiff.
She was quite puzzled by this scene. She didn't know him at all, so why did he come to this small place to eat
Then his voice came: "Zhao Fengqing."
The sun was very strong, and he walked slowly, with sweat on his face. When he arrived at the bookstore, even his hair was sweaty.
Zhao Fengqing looked at the two sentences for a long time, then carefully broke down each word.
She heard these three words six times. As far as she could remember, he had never called her name in such a positive tone. Did he really remember her name now...
After finishing the meal, Jiang Jin said that he was busy with work and would take a break for today.
After introducing each other's names, the conversation became dull.
Zhao Fengqing was too lazy to speak.
"Thank you very much." To prove his words, she laid out the tea sets in the store and invited him into the small compartment inside. "If you don't mind, Mr. Jiang, come in and have a cup of tea?"
When Zhao Fengqing was in his third year of high school, he had imagined what he would do if he could catch Jiang Jing. For example, he would help him pick fish bones, peel prawns for him, etc. These were all silly things that should be done during the period of love.
She was very skeptical.
He asked her the address of the bookstore.
At this moment, Jiang Jing turned and looked at her.
He must be having a seizure.
"Oh?" He raised his voice slightly, "Which bookstore is it?"
In return, she said in a coquettish voice: "Mr. Jiang."
This was the first time Zhao Fengqing heard these two words come out of Jiang Jing's mouth. She smiled and said, "It sounds familiar."
This was the first time Zhao Fengqing heard these two words come out of Jiang Jing's mouth. She smiled and said, "It sounds familiar."
She started immediately.
He asked her the address of the bookstore.
She was not very happy to invite him into the small booth, but she didn't want the two of them to be seen by the customers. This was just a private matter, so it would not be good if it affected the business of the store.
At this moment, Jiang Jing turned and looked at her.
This is the old city, and parking is tight. The parking spaces in front of the bookstore were full, so Jiang Jing parked his car at the New Square.
She was quite puzzled by this scene. She didn't know him at all, so why did he come to this small place to eat
Zhao Fengqing understands the art of acting according to circumstances.
When Zhao Fengqing was in his third year of high school, he had imagined what he would do if he could catch Jiang Jing. For example, he would help him pick fish bones, peel prawns for him, etc. These were all silly things that should be done during the period of love.
She started immediately.
She simply went out to take some photos of the store for him. Then she came back to flip through the novel and looked at the clock.
Zhao Fengqing finally didn't have to sit there stupidly. She picked up her chopsticks and said the most sincere words since she met him again, "Mr. Jiang, I'm hungry."
Hearing this, Zhao Fengqing suddenly coughed twice, his face flushed red. He did it on purpose, definitely on purpose! She drank most of the cup of tea, slowly recovered her breath, and then showed her signature smile, "To be honest, this is my first time."
In return, she said in a coquettish voice: "Mr. Jiang."
But this does not detract from his beauty.
"There are guests outside." He lowered his head and picked up some vegetables.
There are still more than thirty minutes until twelve o'clock.
Hearing this, Zhao Fengqing suddenly coughed twice, his face flushed red. He did it on purpose, definitely on purpose! She drank most of the cup of tea, slowly recovered her breath, and then showed her signature smile, "To be honest, this is my first time."
She started immediately.
"Then?" He took out his cell phone, "Miss Zhao, can you please leave me your contact information?"
Jiang Jing raised the corner of his lips with a hint of sarcasm.
He must be having a seizure.
There are still more than thirty minutes until twelve o'clock.
At this time, Jiang Jing's ghostly voice rose behind her, "There are no photos of you either."
Zhao Fengqing didn’t know why he hadn’t blocked him yet, since his profile picture clearly wasn’t of a handsome guy.
Zhao Fengqing started out by saying, "He's not that good." She was telling the truth. Although Jiang Jing was handsome, he wasn't a very good person. In the twelve years of his evolution as an animal, he must have broken many women's hearts.
She was quite puzzled by this scene. She didn't know him at all, so why did he come to this small place to eat
"Oh?" He raised his voice slightly, "Which bookstore is it?"
Zhao Fengqing suddenly became a little stiff.
"They're all takeout." She felt that she was really polite today.
"Then I'll come along too." Jiang Jing poured himself some tea.
This is the old city, and parking is tight. The parking spaces in front of the bookstore were full, so Jiang Jing parked his car at the New Square.
At this moment, Jiang Jing turned and looked at her.
Zhao Fengqing started out by saying, "He's not that good." She was telling the truth. Although Jiang Jing was handsome, he wasn't a very good person. In the twelve years of his evolution as an animal, he must have broken many women's hearts.
After introducing each other's names, the conversation became dull.
"It's a common name, more popular." Jiang Jing repeated her words.
The sun was very strong, and he walked slowly, with sweat on his face. When he arrived at the bookstore, even his hair was sweaty.
"I'm free until two." Jiang Jing walked in and glanced at the bookcase next to him, which was full of fancy romance novels. He looked away and said, "Miss Zhao, can you please join us for lunch?"
Jiang Jing raised his eyes and responded. "Yeah."
The air conditioner in the rest room was rather old and couldn't lower the temperature, so it was a bit hot, which was a bit unfair to him.
But this does not detract from his beauty.
This is the old city, and parking is tight. The parking spaces in front of the bookstore were full, so Jiang Jing parked his car at the New Square.
Father Zhao was very calm, "When fate comes, it will come naturally."
The room fell silent again.
Zhao Fengqing continued to eat. It was up to him whether he believed what she said or not.
"I was puzzled when my daughter said this after she came back." Zhao's mother was very worried, "The man's conditions are so good, why doesn't he find a girl in her early twenties?" She heard from Aunt Zhao before that the man liked Zhao Fengqing very much and took the initiative to contact her to meet him.
The moment Zhao Fengqing saw him, he smiled habitually, "Mr. Jiang."
Hearing the sound of the door opening, Zhao's mother's eyes lit up and she hurried forward, "Daughter, how is it?" Aunt Zhao said that the man was so stunning that Zhao's mother couldn't help but feel so happy.
She immediately put down her bowl and chopsticks and walked out of the lounge.
After finishing the meal, Jiang Jin said that he was busy with work and would take a break for today.
The story she made up about her love affair with a bad man kept describing how handsome the hero was, but there was no photo to prove it. She also wanted to pick a photo from his circle of friends to illustrate the story.
She started immediately.
The corners of his mouth turned down, showing his disbelief.
In return, she said in a coquettish voice: "Mr. Jiang."
Jiang Jing walked in and looked around the bookstore. "Ms. Zhao's workplace is quite elegant."
Zhao Fengqing continued to eat. It was up to him whether he believed what she said or not.
"They're all takeout." She felt that she was really polite today.
"Then I'll come along too." Jiang Jing poured himself some tea.
The sun was very strong, and he walked slowly, with sweat on his face. When he arrived at the bookstore, even his hair was sweaty.
"How do you usually eat?"
Jiang Jing was never talkative.
Zhao Fengqing didn't hear it clearly, but she roughly guessed what Zhao's mother was asking. "Mom, let's talk about it when we get home. It's too noisy here."
Jiang Jing was never talkative.
"Thank you very much." To prove his words, she laid out the tea sets in the store and invited him into the small compartment inside. "If you don't mind, Mr. Jiang, come in and have a cup of tea?"
Zhao Fengqing finally didn't have to sit there stupidly. She picked up her chopsticks and said the most sincere words since she met him again, "Mr. Jiang, I'm hungry."
She was not very happy to invite him into the small booth, but she didn't want the two of them to be seen by the customers. This was just a private matter, so it would not be good if it affected the business of the store.
"What conditions? A car and a house?" Zhao's father disagreed. "Then when the new housing estate on Beibu Avenue comes out, we can buy a house for our daughter and raise her conditions."
Jiang Jing walked in and looked around the bookstore. "Ms. Zhao's workplace is quite elegant."
"What a coincidence." Jiang Jing put down the teacup and tapped the rim of the cup with his fingers intentionally or unintentionally. "I graduated from A Middle School."
She was not very happy to invite him into the small booth, but she didn't want the two of them to be seen by the customers. This was just a private matter, so it would not be good if it affected the business of the store.
She was in a good mood watching him. It would be best if he was pissed off to death.
"What a coincidence." Jiang Jing put down the teacup and tapped the rim of the cup with his fingers intentionally or unintentionally. "I graduated from A Middle School."
Zhao Fengqing didn’t know why he hadn’t blocked him yet, since his profile picture clearly wasn’t of a handsome guy.
After introducing each other's names, the conversation became dull.
When I finished greeting the students and came back, the garlic bones were all gone.
"I'm free until two." Jiang Jing walked in and glanced at the bookcase next to him, which was full of fancy romance novels. He looked away and said, "Miss Zhao, can you please join us for lunch?"
"I'm free until two." Jiang Jing walked in and glanced at the bookcase next to him, which was full of fancy romance novels. He looked away and said, "Miss Zhao, can you please join us for lunch?"
Zhao Fengqing turned and walked towards the station, flipping through his phone as he walked.
In return, she said in a coquettish voice: "Mr. Jiang."
Thinking of this, she glanced at him.
"I'm so sorry." Zhao Fengqing's expression was sincere. "I'm the only one managing this store. I can't leave during business hours."
"Near A Middle School." She was too lazy to make up a lie about this. Anyway, he knew her level, so even if he wanted to laugh at her, she would not take it seriously.
"Yeah." His face was cold.
This was the first time Zhao Fengqing heard these two words come out of Jiang Jing's mouth. She smiled and said, "It sounds familiar."
Hearing this, Zhao Fengqing suddenly coughed twice, his face flushed red. He did it on purpose, definitely on purpose! She drank most of the cup of tea, slowly recovered her breath, and then showed her signature smile, "To be honest, this is my first time."
Now her relationship with Jiang Jing is more like enemies than friends, and the atmosphere at dinner parties seems to be lacking.
"How do you usually eat?"
Zhao's mother choked, "My daughter is not bad either!" Every parent thinks their child is the best.
During the meal, the two had no topics to talk about.
"They're all takeout." She felt that she was really polite today.
This was the first time Zhao Fengqing heard these two words come out of Jiang Jing's mouth. She smiled and said, "It sounds familiar."
Then she pretended not to hear and continued walking forward without looking back.
"Oh, what a coincidence. My customers are all your schoolmates." She responded perfunctorily and took a piece of sashimi. The wasabi she dipped it in was too spicy, so she lowered her head and secretly stuck out her tongue.
But I saw a drop of sweat between his brows and dripping along the outline of his cheek.
But I saw a drop of sweat between his brows and dripping along the outline of his cheek.
"I'm so sorry." Zhao Fengqing's expression was sincere. "I'm the only one managing this store. I can't leave during business hours."
As soon as Zhao Fengqing got on the subway, her mother called. "Daughter, how are you?"
So she ignored it.
"Then I'll come along too." Jiang Jing poured himself some tea.
In return, she said in a coquettish voice: "Mr. Jiang."
Jiang Jing was never talkative.
Zhao Fengqing didn't quite understand what he was thinking. But she had to fight back. She stood up and looked for the takeout order, saying, "I've eaten everywhere around here. The roast pork rice is cheap and delicious."
She was quite puzzled by this scene. She didn't know him at all, so why did he come to this small place to eat
"Near A Middle School." She was too lazy to make up a lie about this. Anyway, he knew her level, so even if he wanted to laugh at her, she would not take it seriously.
The blind date lasted fifty minutes, and the two spoke no more than fifty sentences.
He asked her the address of the bookstore.
"Yeah." His face was cold.
Zhao Fengqing didn't quite understand what he was thinking. But she had to fight back. She stood up and looked for the takeout order, saying, "I've eaten everywhere around here. The roast pork rice is cheap and delicious."
Jiang Jing played with the teacup and looked at her figure, "Since you have already eaten it, let's change to something else today."
Zhao Fengqing smiled like a flower, very considerate, "Work is important."
"Then I'll come along too." Jiang Jing poured himself some tea.
But I saw a drop of sweat between his brows and dripping along the outline of his cheek.
Thinking of this, she glanced at him.
He just drank his tea and stared at her immersed in the delicious food for a while before asking again, "Where is Miss Zhao employed?"
The sun was very strong, and he walked slowly, with sweat on his face. When he arrived at the bookstore, even his hair was sweaty.
"Yeah." His face was cold.
Then he made a phone call to a Chinese restaurant three kilometers away.
Zhao Fengqing looked back calmly, "The garlic-flavored bones are really delicious." After saying that, she chewed them in big mouthfuls.
"Near A Middle School." She was too lazy to make up a lie about this. Anyway, he knew her level, so even if he wanted to laugh at her, she would not take it seriously.
Zhao Fengqing applauded in his heart, thinking that the rich really do have arrogance.
Zhao Fengqing applauded in his heart, thinking that the rich really do have arrogance.
As soon as Zhao Fengqing got on the subway, her mother called. "Daughter, how are you?"
“Hey hey.”
When Zhao Fengqing was in his third year of high school, he had imagined what he would do if he could catch Jiang Jing. For example, he would help him pick fish bones, peel prawns for him, etc. These were all silly things that should be done during the period of love.
"You really are..." Zhao's mother didn't continue. She thought her daughter was inferior, and planned to ask Aunt Zhao about the other party's intentions one day.
I can have a good meal at noon today.
She lied and said, "Yeah, I'm more introverted."
When Zhao Fengqing was in his third year of high school, he had imagined what he would do if he could catch Jiang Jing. For example, he would help him pick fish bones, peel prawns for him, etc. These were all silly things that should be done during the period of love.
When Zhao Fengqing was in his third year of high school, he had imagined what he would do if he could catch Jiang Jing. For example, he would help him pick fish bones, peel prawns for him, etc. These were all silly things that should be done during the period of love.
"Okay." Zhao Fengqing's face straightened. "In fact, he is too good. He is handsome, elegant, and graduated from a prestigious university. How can I be worthy of him?"
Zhao Fengqing continued to eat. It was up to him whether he believed what she said or not.
Zhao Fengqing didn't hear it clearly, but she roughly guessed what Zhao's mother was asking. "Mom, let's talk about it when we get home. It's too noisy here."
"What conditions? A car and a house?" Zhao's father disagreed. "Then when the new housing estate on Beibu Avenue comes out, we can buy a house for our daughter and raise her conditions."
Now her relationship with Jiang Jing is more like enemies than friends, and the atmosphere at dinner parties seems to be lacking.
Zhao Fengqing went about her life, occasionally going to the square to skateboard. She thought the blind date was over and Jiang Jing would never contact her.
Zhao Fengqing buried his head in eating.
She was not very happy to invite him into the small booth, but she didn't want the two of them to be seen by the customers. This was just a private matter, so it would not be good if it affected the business of the store.
"Then he has a keen eye and has taken a liking to our Qing'er." Father Zhao smiled.
Zhao Fengqing looked at the two sentences for a long time, then carefully broke down each word.
We exchanged phone numbers, scanned WeChat friends, and then said goodbye to each other at the store door.
Jiang Jing paused for a moment and then said, "I think Miss Zhao doesn't like to talk much."
The dishes are quite good.
Father Zhao was very calm, "When fate comes, it will come naturally."
"They're all takeout." She felt that she was really polite today.
She simply went out to take some photos of the store for him. Then she came back to flip through the novel and looked at the clock.
Jiang Jing played with the teacup and looked at her figure, "Since you have already eaten it, let's change to something else today."
She was very skeptical.
"Oh, what a coincidence. My customers are all your schoolmates." She responded perfunctorily and took a piece of sashimi. The wasabi she dipped it in was too spicy, so she lowered her head and secretly stuck out her tongue.
The moment Zhao Fengqing saw him, he smiled habitually, "Mr. Jiang."
"I'm so sorry." Zhao Fengqing's expression was sincere. "I'm the only one managing this store. I can't leave during business hours."
Zhao Fengqing spread a piece of newspaper on the small coffee table. As she was preparing, she could see Jiang Jing's forehead twitch slightly. She smiled secretly and arranged the dishes one by one. "Mr. Jiang, there is no other place here, so we can only make do with this."
At this time, Jiang Jing's ghostly voice rose behind her, "There are no photos of you either."
She was very skeptical.
The air conditioner in the rest room was rather old and couldn't lower the temperature, so it was a bit hot, which was a bit unfair to him.
"I'm free until two." Jiang Jing walked in and glanced at the bookcase next to him, which was full of fancy romance novels. He looked away and said, "Miss Zhao, can you please join us for lunch?"
Zhao Fengqing started out by saying, "He's not that good." She was telling the truth. Although Jiang Jing was handsome, he wasn't a very good person. In the twelve years of his evolution as an animal, he must have broken many women's hearts.
She lied and said, "Yeah, I'm more introverted."
"I'm so sorry." Zhao Fengqing's expression was sincere. "I'm the only one managing this store. I can't leave during business hours."
"Yeah." His face was cold.
Zhao Fengqing looked back calmly, "The garlic-flavored bones are really delicious." After saying that, she chewed them in big mouthfuls.
Jiang Jing raised the corner of his lips with a hint of sarcasm.
"Oh?" He raised his voice slightly, "Which bookstore is it?"
Hearing the sound of the door opening, Zhao's mother's eyes lit up and she hurried forward, "Daughter, how is it?" Aunt Zhao said that the man was so stunning that Zhao's mother couldn't help but feel so happy.
She was in a good mood watching him. It would be best if he was pissed off to death.
"Then he has a keen eye and has taken a liking to our Qing'er." Father Zhao smiled.
After introducing each other's names, the conversation became dull.
"Oh?" He raised his voice slightly, "Which bookstore is it?"
Jiang Jing paused for a moment and then said, "I think Miss Zhao doesn't like to talk much."
This was the first time Zhao Fengqing heard these two words come out of Jiang Jing's mouth. She smiled and said, "It sounds familiar."
After a long silence, the waiter knocked on the door.
"What conditions? A car and a house?" Zhao's father disagreed. "Then when the new housing estate on Beibu Avenue comes out, we can buy a house for our daughter and raise her conditions."
Zhao Fengqing smiled like a flower, very considerate, "Work is important."
During the meal, the two had no topics to talk about.
"There are guests outside." He lowered his head and picked up some vegetables.
Then he made a phone call to a Chinese restaurant three kilometers away.
But this does not detract from his beauty.
Then she pretended not to hear and continued walking forward without looking back.
In return, she said in a coquettish voice: "Mr. Jiang."
When Zhao Fengqing saw this, he remained calm.
Jiang Jing doesn't seem to like chatting while dining.
When Zhao Fengqing saw this, he remained calm.
Zhao Fengqing smiled, "Yeah, so there's no rush."
"I'm so sorry." Zhao Fengqing's expression was sincere. "I'm the only one managing this store. I can't leave during business hours."
Jiang Jing doesn't seem to like chatting while dining.
"I was puzzled when my daughter said this after she came back." Zhao's mother was very worried, "The man's conditions are so good, why doesn't he find a girl in her early twenties?" She heard from Aunt Zhao before that the man liked Zhao Fengqing very much and took the initiative to contact her to meet him.
"They're all takeout." She felt that she was really polite today.
Zhao Fengqing buried his head in eating.
She walked faster and faster.
Jiang Jing was never talkative.
After introducing each other's names, the conversation became dull.
She was quite puzzled by this scene. She didn't know him at all, so why did he come to this small place to eat
Jiang Jing played with the teacup and looked at her figure, "Since you have already eaten it, let's change to something else today."
"How do you usually eat?"
"What conditions? A car and a house?" Zhao's father disagreed. "Then when the new housing estate on Beibu Avenue comes out, we can buy a house for our daughter and raise her conditions."
Jiang Jing played with the teacup and looked at her figure, "Since you have already eaten it, let's change to something else today."
The moment Zhao Fengqing saw him, he smiled habitually, "Mr. Jiang."
I don't know how his relationship with Liu Rourou and Lu Xiaoyin has changed in the past six months. Maybe there is a fire in the backyard
Until it completely disappeared from his sight.
Then she pretended not to hear and continued walking forward without looking back.
Thinking of this, she glanced at him.
Jiang Jing’s WeChat avatar is pure black, and his circle of friends is blank.
Zhao Fengqing didn't hear it clearly, but she roughly guessed what Zhao's mother was asking. "Mom, let's talk about it when we get home. It's too noisy here."
During the meal, the two had no topics to talk about.
But I saw a drop of sweat between his brows and dripping along the outline of his cheek.
"Oh?" He raised his voice slightly, "Which bookstore is it?"
"Oh?" He raised his voice slightly, "Which bookstore is it?"
"I'm free until two." Jiang Jing walked in and glanced at the bookcase next to him, which was full of fancy romance novels. He looked away and said, "Miss Zhao, can you please join us for lunch?"
The air conditioner in the rest room was rather old and couldn't lower the temperature, so it was a bit hot, which was a bit unfair to him.
When Zhao Fengqing was in his third year of high school, he had imagined what he would do if he could catch Jiang Jing. For example, he would help him pick fish bones, peel prawns for him, etc. These were all silly things that should be done during the period of love.
She simply went out to take some photos of the store for him. Then she came back to flip through the novel and looked at the clock.
Until it completely disappeared from his sight.
He must be having a seizure.
At this moment, Jiang Jing turned and looked at her.
The corners of his mouth turned down, showing his disbelief.
Zhao Fengqing went about her life, occasionally going to the square to skateboard. She thought the blind date was over and Jiang Jing would never contact her.
"Oh?" He raised his voice slightly, "Which bookstore is it?"
When Zhao Fengqing saw this, he remained calm.
When Zhao Fengqing saw this, he remained calm.
Hearing this, Zhao Fengqing suddenly coughed twice, his face flushed red. He did it on purpose, definitely on purpose! She drank most of the cup of tea, slowly recovered her breath, and then showed her signature smile, "To be honest, this is my first time."
I can have a good meal at noon today.
Zhao Fengqing looked back calmly, "The garlic-flavored bones are really delicious." After saying that, she chewed them in big mouthfuls.
In return, she said in a coquettish voice: "Mr. Jiang."
"Oh?" He raised his voice slightly, "Which bookstore is it?"
Zhao Fengqing applauded in his heart, thinking that the rich really do have arrogance.
“Hey hey.”
She started immediately.
"I'm free until two." Jiang Jing walked in and glanced at the bookcase next to him, which was full of fancy romance novels. He looked away and said, "Miss Zhao, can you please join us for lunch?"
She was quite puzzled by this scene. She didn't know him at all, so why did he come to this small place to eat
"There are guests outside." He lowered his head and picked up some vegetables.
"I'm free until two." Jiang Jing walked in and glanced at the bookcase next to him, which was full of fancy romance novels. He looked away and said, "Miss Zhao, can you please join us for lunch?"
Zhao Fengqing started out by saying, "He's not that good." She was telling the truth. Although Jiang Jing was handsome, he wasn't a very good person. In the twelve years of his evolution as an animal, he must have broken many women's hearts.
Jiang Jing walked in and looked around the bookstore. "Ms. Zhao's workplace is quite elegant."
She immediately put down her bowl and chopsticks and walked out of the lounge.
There are still more than thirty minutes until twelve o'clock.
"Then I'll come along too." Jiang Jing poured himself some tea.
definitely is.
Thinking of this, she glanced at him.
Zhao Fengqing spread a piece of newspaper on the small coffee table. As she was preparing, she could see Jiang Jing's forehead twitch slightly. She smiled secretly and arranged the dishes one by one. "Mr. Jiang, there is no other place here, so we can only make do with this."
Jiang Jing played with the teacup and looked at her figure, "Since you have already eaten it, let's change to something else today."
When I finished greeting the students and came back, the garlic bones were all gone.
Jiang Jing played with the teacup and looked at her figure, "Since you have already eaten it, let's change to something else today."
The corners of his mouth turned down, showing his disbelief.
"Yeah." His face was cold.
When Zhao Fengqing saw this, he remained calm.
"I'm so sorry." Zhao Fengqing's expression was sincere. "I'm the only one managing this store. I can't leave during business hours."
Thinking of this, she glanced at him.
Hearing this, Zhao Fengqing suddenly coughed twice, his face flushed red. He did it on purpose, definitely on purpose! She drank most of the cup of tea, slowly recovered her breath, and then showed her signature smile, "To be honest, this is my first time."