Cheng Cheng returned to the apartment from Jiang Shan, took a shower, and lay on the bed ready to go to sleep, but he was still thinking about the conversation between himself and Jiang Shan. Cheng Cheng never imagined that Jiang Shan actually liked Huo Licheng.
And Jiang Shan said that she likes Nangong Yun, likes her... Is this how she feels like now
Recalling the time when she was in love, she faced Ning Zexuan. It seemed that only the first time when he pressed a kiss on her cheek, she blushed a little, but it was just a blush, and she didn't feel such an itching feeling.
And now facing Nangong Yun, all the feelings he felt were indeed unprecedented.
The more he thought about it, the more Cheng Cheng couldn't sleep. He didn't have to go to work tomorrow, so he didn't have to get up early. Cheng Cheng simply sat up, hugged his calf, and buried his face between his knees.
Cheng Cheng didn't turn on the light, and just sat quietly. His cell phone suddenly rang, startling Cheng Cheng.
Seeing the caller ID, Cheng Cheng's heart skipped a beat. After a long pause, she reached out and picked up: "President."
On the other end of the phone, Huo Licheng's voice was a little weaker than usual: "Secretary Cheng..."
From the first word Huo Licheng spoke, Cheng Cheng was a little confused. When Huo Licheng finished speaking and hung up the phone, Cheng Cheng didn't come back to his senses. The big boss said he had a stomachache and wanted to drink her porridge. The reason was, One time when Nangong Yun had a stomachache, it was her porridge that cured her.
Can such a reason also work
Cheng Cheng came to her senses and got up quickly. She asked the big boss to borrow money. She had just offended the big boss. Although Nangong Yun was helping her to bear the burden, she could not offend him again.
Cheng Cheng started making porridge in a hurry. The beans were not soaked in advance, so Cheng Cheng could only cook some millet porridge.
Standing in front of the stove, looking at the millet fluttering in the pot, Cheng Cheng pursed her lips and turned around to take the phone. Although it seemed wrong, this was the only thing she could do to help Jiang Shan.
Ask Jiang Shan to deliver porridge to Huo Licheng. Jiang Shan has a car and is fast, and she made the porridge. As for who delivers it... it shouldn't matter.
Cheng Cheng packed the cooked millet porridge, and Jiang Shan arrived: "Cheng Cheng... Cheng Cheng?"
"Shanshan, this is porridge, millet porridge. The president said he has a stomachache. Shanshan, go ahead. This is the address."
Jiang Shan took the thermos bottle and hugged Cheng Cheng: "Cheng Cheng, I really love you so much. I will give you a hug and treat you to dinner another day."
After saying that, Jiang Shan left holding the thermos bottle.
Cheng Cheng looked at her back and let out a long sigh of relief. She could only do this, otherwise she really didn't know what else she could do to help Jiang Shan.
Cheng Cheng also knew that what he was doing might not be right, but Jiang Shan had already said what she said, so it was impossible for her to do nothing.
After tidying up the kitchen, Cheng Cheng lay down on the bed again. He couldn't sleep at first, and he couldn't sleep now. Looking at the time, it was already past twelve o'clock.
On the other side, Jiang Shan came out of Cheng Cheng's residence and sat in her car. She looked at the note written by Cheng Cheng with Huo Licheng's address on it, and raised the corners of her mouth.
He started the car and left. Not long after, the car stopped in front of the largest porridge restaurant in X city.
The originally closed store door was opened from the inside: "Ms. Jiang, are you here? The porridge you want is ready."
Jiang Shan handed the thermos to the visitor: "Pour this for me, wash it, and refill it, five minutes."
"Yes, Miss Jiang, wait a moment."