The assistant suddenly thought that Mr. Yuan from Chengfeng Group seemed to be nearly 40 years old and still unmarried.
So Mr. Wang and Mr. Yuan
Ye Lan waved his hand and without explaining to him, he ordered: "Put these away, keep them safe for me, don't break them."
After she finished speaking, she frowned again, thinking about what happened online, and then thinking about the old man at home, and paused again, "Please help me cancel the social event tonight. I will go back to the old house for dinner. Also, buy me a pound of tea, the best Tieguanyin, and I will take it back."
Mr. Ye loves to taste tea, and his favorite tea is Tieguanyin. Every year he collects the new tea of the year to drink. Drinking tea is good for the health of the elderly, so Ye Lan has always loved to buy tea for him.
But this time, serving tea is secondary.
Her main purpose in going back at night was to find out what the old man had to say and see what his attitude was towards what was exposed on the Internet.
She must be on Qiao Nian's side.
*
A hot pot restaurant not far from Lanting.
The waiter just brought the ordered dishes. The hot red oil in the pot was bubbling and the aroma was overflowing.
Qiao Nian changed his clothes and came out wearing a white T-shirt on the upper body, black pants on the lower body, and a baseball cap on his head.
The figure under the T-shirt is thin and cool.
She picked up the sesame oil on the table, naturally prepared the dipping sauce in her own bowl, and then added the dishes one by one. She didn't seem to be in a bad mood.
The other people at the table, on the other hand, looked at each other, all with heavy hearts, and did not dare to mention her "sad things".
Qin Si heard from Zhang Yang that Qiao Nian and the others were coming to eat hotpot, so he ran over with a thick face.
He originally thought that even if Qiao Nian wasn't crying, she was at least in a bad mood and might even be unable to eat.
As a result, when he saw the girl sitting opposite him, not only eating but also eating with great relish, the corner of his mouth twitched.
"Joe..."
Qiao Nian lifted her eyelids, and her beautiful eyes seemed to know what he was going to say. She interrupted him calmly, "I'm fine. I'm not autistic, I'm not feeling bad, and I don't want to commit suicide. I'm still alive. If I'm lucky, I can live for a few more decades."
Qin Si: “…” Did he say anything
He had just started talking when the boss had already answered all the questions he wanted to ask.
But seeing Qiao Nian so calm and in the mood to eat hot pot, his heart, which had been hanging in the air, also settled down. He smiled, quite cynically, and also picked up the chopsticks: "Sister Qiao, I want tripe, over there, can you help me put it down?"
Qiao Nian handed over the plate of tripe next to him and continued eating his own food.
Ye Wangchuan doesn't like spicy food, so there is a bowl of dumplings in front of him. However, he is not idle, as he has been boiling the girl's favorite dishes for her.
Qiao Nian could also sit still and eat whatever he picked for her.
Qin Si didn't come out to eat hotpot, but mainly wanted to see how Qiao Nian was doing. In the end, he was fed a mouthful of dog food. He smacked his lips, and the freshly boiled tripe in the bowl suddenly lost its fragrance. He put down his chopsticks and couldn't help but look in the direction of the girl again: "I checked, and the person behind the news seems to be Qiao Chen, who is also one of your people around the city. Do you want my help?"
Before he finished speaking, Qiao Nian slowly finished eating the beef that Ye Wangchuan had picked for her, wiped her mouth with a tissue, and said calmly with a wild look in her eyes, "No need, I've found someone."
"who?"
(End of this chapter)