Saturday morning.
Dou Weier and Ye Qingxin ran together in the morning, took a shower and began to put on makeup.
After putting on makeup, Ye Qingxin just came out of the bathroom. She stared at Ye Qingxin for a few seconds and said, "I really want to go with you to clean Jing Boyuan."
Ye Qingxin: "...you are promising, can't you? Isn't it better to be a designer assistant in a big company than a temporary worker?"
Dou Weier: "You know my goal is not this."
Ye Qingxin: "..."
Dou Wei'er's eyes suddenly lit up, "Why don't I go with you, this weekend, he must be resting at home, then I'll throw him down and eat him up, and then I'll be Jing Boyuan's woman! Hehe..."
Ye Qingxin: "Do you dare?"
Dou Wei'er's high morale went out all of a sudden, she shrank her neck, "Don't dare."
Ye Qingxin: "..."
Ye Qingxin distributed leaflets to a male hospital in the central square in the morning, and rushed to Nanshan villa after lunch.
When she arrived, Jing Boyuan personally opened the door for her.
He wore very casual home clothes, which were less serious and more casual than usual.
Ye Qingxin looked into the villa calmly, but did not see Aunt Zhang.
Jing Boyuan said: "Aunt Zhang is not here."
Ye Qingxin looked at Jing Boyuan, this man's eyes were too poisonous, she just took a look inside, and he could tell what she was thinking
This kind of person, few people would dare to play tricks in front of him.
"Can you cook?" Jing Boyuan asked.
Ye Qingxin was taken aback, he hasn't eaten yet
After thinking about it, he was right. Aunt Zhang wasn't here, so he definitely wouldn't do it himself. It just so happened that she was coming to clean the villa. The ready-made labor was useless.
If he is a businessman, he is good at calculating and does not waste any human resources.
Ye Qingxin said honestly: "I know a little bit, but my cooking skills are not good. I don't know if Mr. Jing can get used to it."
Jing Boyuan's deep eyes caught her, and for a moment, he said softly, "It's okay."
After speaking, he turned and walked towards the door of the bungalow.
Ye Qingxin closed the door of the villa and followed her in.
What should Jing Boyuan eat
She was standing in front of the refrigerator, worrying.
There are vegetables, meat and seafood in the refrigerator, but... she can only cook some simple meals.
For example, cook noodles.
Jing Boyuan is used to delicacies from mountains and seas, so his stomach must be very delicate, so is it okay to cook a bowl of noodles
After coming out of the kitchen, the whole villa was empty, and he didn't know where Jing Boyuan was, since she had followed him in just now, he had disappeared.
"Mr. Jing?" She called tentatively.
No one responded.
"Mr. Jing?" Increased the volume.
Still no answer.
Ye Qingxin didn't dare to rush in rashly, she took out her mobile phone and called Jing Boyuan.
study.
Jing Boyuan was wearing earphones, listening to the work report of the people in the computer.
The phone screen suddenly lights up.
He glanced over with calm eyes, paused, said "wait a moment" to the person on the computer in fluent English, took off his earphones, and walked out of the study with his mobile phone.
Standing in front of the guardrail and looking downstairs, Ye Qingxin happened to hold her phone up and look upstairs.
The four eyes meet.
The man is condescending, with a strong aura like a king, making people surrender unconsciously.
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sp;Ye Qingxin gripped the phone hard, pursed her lips, and asked him: "I don't know much, can I cook a bowl of noodles for you?"
Jing Boyuan looked down at the charming little face downstairs, his bright eyes seemed to gather thousands of mountains and rivers, fresh and clear, full of water.
Those are a pair of clean eyes that are memorable and refreshing.
Jing Boyuan has been immersed in shopping malls for more than ten years, and he has seen too many people's eyes, those who are calculating, flattering, flattering, respectful, and admiring, but these are the only eyes that he will never tire of seeing.
I vaguely remember ten years ago, when I saw her for the first time, she looked at him with such pure eyes. As time went by, her appearance was completely changed, but the brilliance in her eyes was the same as before.
After a long time, he withdrew his thoughts from memory, and replied in a steady voice: "Whatever."
casual
The most casual answer in the world is casual.
Ye Qingxin stared at the ingredients in the refrigerator and thought for a while, since he said whatever, let's make tomato and egg noodles, which is simple and easy to make.
Will it be too vegetarian
Put a few more shrimps to make it fresher.
After making up her mind, Ye Qingxin started to do it.
In the study.
Sitting behind the computer, Jing Boyuan leans his muscular body casually on the back of the chair, crosses his long legs, wears earphones, and has a serious and serious expression. He seems to be concentrating on the transoceanic video conference, but if you look carefully, you will find a faint haze in his deep black eyes.
He is in a trance.
Ye Qingxin's bright and lively eyes are always dangling in front of his eyes, making him, who has always been strict with self-discipline, unable to concentrate.
"That's all for today, and the rest will be discussed at the meeting tomorrow."
Fork off the video and get up.
Opening the study door, Jing Boyuan immediately heard the sound of washing vegetables from the kitchen, followed by the crisp sound of the chopping board hitting the countertop of the cabinet, and then the sound of cutting vegetables.
clanging.
Jing Boyuan lit a cigarette and stood leaning against the guardrail with a deep expression.
It's not that I haven't heard this kind of sound before, but for some reason, it sounds particularly nice today.
Ye Qingxin probably really has no talent for cooking.
I used to cook a lot when I was at home, but I just couldn't make delicious food. It was either bland or salty.
She watched the noodles tumbling in the pot, but she didn't dare to add more salt, she added it little by little, and tasted it until she felt the salty taste, then she stopped.
After a while, I picked the noodles a few times to taste, and turned off the fire immediately when they were cooked.
I took a soup bowl from the cupboard, filled it with noodles and soup, and put a few prawns neatly on top, which looked quite like that.
Ye Qingxin hooked her lips in satisfaction, picked up the bowl and turned to the dining table.
Raising her eyes inadvertently, she suddenly saw a majestic figure standing half a meter away. The owner of that figure was staring at her deeply. Her hands trembled in shock, and the hot noodle soup spilled on the back of her hand. Then, with a 'crash' sound, the soup and the bowl fell on the marble floor.
The bowl was torn apart and the soup splashed everywhere.
The next moment.
Before Ye Qingxin realized what to do, a jet of cold water poured on the back of her hand, relieving the pain that had not had time to rage.
Jing Boyuan grabbed Ye Qingxin's wrist with one hand, and took out his mobile phone with the other to make a call.
"Xiaoyu, send a doctor to Nanshan Villa, a friend of mine got burned."
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Cheng Ruyu: Can you not call me Xiaoyu
Jing Boyuan: Xiao Ru.
Cheng Ruyu: ...