Sheng Jiaoyang wore black-rimmed glasses and a big scarf, with half of her face buried in the pink scarf. She walked into the coffee shop in a low-key manner. She looked around and saw the strange color, so she walked over.
Hearing the approaching footsteps, George immediately turned his head to look. When he saw that the person he was waiting for was not the person he was waiting for, he turned back sadly and continued to look out the window, only to find that the other person sat down opposite him.
He frowned and said coldly: "You are sitting in the wrong seat." He spoke in English.
"That's right, I made the date with you." After Sheng Jiaoyang sat down, he took off his scarf.
"You?" George looked at her, "It's you!"
"Yes, it's me. I thought you didn't remember me anymore."
"I have nothing to say to you." George stood up and prepared to leave.
Sheng Jiaoyang was not in a hurry and said leisurely, "Really? I had a long conversation with Lin Na yesterday. Don't you want to know what she said to me?"
George, who had walked away several steps, paused, then silently turned around and returned to his position, looking at her coldly.
Sheng Jiaoyang raised his hand and snapped his fingers, summoning a clerk and ordering a cup of coffee.
Facing George's cold face, Sheng Jiaoyang calmly appeared extremely calm.
"What do you want to say to me?" George was already unhappy because he didn't see the person he wanted to see. The other person was still so appetizing. If it hadn't been about Lin Na, he would have left long ago.
"Why are you so anxious? It's been so many days since you two broke up anyway, so you don't care about a few more minutes."
George was silent.
Sheng Jiaoyang waited for the coffee to be served, took a long sip, and then said, "Do you know the reason why you two are here today?"
"I'm not here to listen to your lectures."
"Preaching? Haha, if it weren't for my beautiful girl, I wouldn't bother to talk to you."
Sheng Jiaoyang curled his lips and said: "Lin Na is very clear about other people's affairs, but she is not decisive about her own affairs. I encouraged her to take the initiative to confess to you at the beginning, but I will not persuade her to come to you this time. You keep your head down because she didn’t do anything wrong.”
"You mean it's my fault?" George was a little angry.
"You did nothing wrong, but—"
Sheng Jiaoyang paused and said a long paragraph: "Aren't you too stingy, a big man? Lin Na encountered so many things some time ago. It's okay if you don't show consideration to her. Why don't you blame her for spending too much time with you?" Less? Don’t you just like her because you like her independence and personality? If you just want a girlfriend who will be by your side all day long, then you can leave now. "
George frowned, "I don't blame her for spending too little time with me, I just want more of a place in her heart."
It turned out to be this reason, George was indeed a jealous king! Sheng Jiaoyang found it funny. She leaned forward, supported her chin with one hand, and said curiously: "Lin Na doesn't have any particularly good male friends. You are her first love. Who can compare to your status in her heart?" ?”
George's lips tightened.
"My beautiful girl is aggrieved. She was broken up for such an inexplicable reason. Are you sure you're not joking?" Sheng Jiaoyang clicked his tongue.
"You don't know anything! In her heart, I am not as good as you, a person I met later. If it was Sheng Jiaoyang, I would recognize it. They have been together for so many years, but who do you think you are?" George said the last sentence excitedly. Shout out.
The customers and clerks in the cafe all looked over, but since he was a foreigner, everyone was a little tolerant and just curious about what was going on here.
At this time, Sheng Jiaoyang no longer knew what words to use to describe her mood.
Brother, you must be eating thousand-year-old vinegar!
"I have the same status as Sheng Jiaoyang in Mei Niu's heart. If you care about this, then there is really nothing I can do, because I will be with Mei Niu for the rest of my life." Sheng Jiaoyang put his scarf back on and stood up.
Before leaving, he looked at George and said, "Just think clearly, no matter how close Beauty and I are, they are just friends and family. The only people who can truly be with each other day and night, and even be buried together in the cemetery in the end, are lovers."
The expression on George's face calmed down, and his eyes fell on the empty position opposite, thoughtfully.
On the way home, Sheng Jiaoyang felt like laughing inexplicably when she thought that George, the jealous king, was jealous of her. The beautiful girl was so innocent in her loss of love.
When the car passed the neighbor's gate, Sheng Jiaoyang inadvertently caught a glimpse of a familiar figure standing at the gate directing some people to move furniture. "Wait." She asked the driver to stop.
Lowering the window, he shouted to the man: "Fili."
That's right, that meticulous and serious person is Feili, Shen Zhining's butler.
Feili heard the shouting and looked over. When he saw her, he walked over and said hello: "Miss Xu."
"Are you moving?"
"Yes, the boss has already bought this place."
ha? Although Sheng Jiaoyang realized it, he was still surprised when he heard it.
"The boss said it would be convenient for us to take care of Xiao An nearby," Feili added.
Sheng Jiaoyang nodded and asked Feili to go to work while she returned home.
At home, Mr. Yang and An Jing were talking about work, while Xiao An was sitting obediently on the other side watching cartoons on his tablet.
"Xiao An" Sheng Jiaoyang shouted.
Xiao An immediately looked up when he heard the voice, and when he saw her, he shyly pursed his lips and smiled a little.
"You're back, then come over and watch together." Mr. Yang waved to Sheng Jiaoyang.
Sheng Jiaoyang first ruffled Xiao An's hair, then walked to the old man's side. She only glanced at the computer screen, and she could tell that they were looking at the new company's operating status analysis form.
"Jiaojiao, you are also studying financial management. Please take a look at this analysis table first and then share your views."
Sheng Jiaoyang moved a chair next to him and sat down, and began to carefully look through the data on the analysis table.
At meal time, the nanny came to ask about meal time, and they stopped discussing.
While eating, Mr. Yang looked at Sheng Jiaoyang who was picking up food for Xiao An and said, "Jiaojiao, you have learned a lot about theory. Do you really want to continue on the road of acting? I heard that filming is also very hard."
"I'm more interested in acting now. Let's give it a try first. If it doesn't work, I can work for my grandpa."
She said so, and Mr. Yang had no choice but to nod.
"Do you know that Zhining is moving next door?" Mr. Yang asked Sheng Jiaoyang after dinner.
"I saw Feili when I came back. I heard Feili said that he wanted to take care of Xiao An nearby."
Mr. Yang smiled, "I'm afraid taking care of Xiao An is just an excuse. It seems that this kid is determined to pester you."
"Grandpa," Sheng Jiaoyang suddenly looked serious, "if I really fall in love with Shen Zhining, would you mind?"
"Silly boy, emotional matters are not controlled by others. If you want to fall in love, just do it. I won't mind, as long as you are willing." Mr. Yang shook his head and sighed.
Sheng Jiaoyang wanted to say something else, but suddenly her cell phone rang. When she saw that it was Xu Ping, she answered the call.
"Sister Ping, do you have any plans?"
"I looked at your class schedule. You don't have classes tomorrow morning, so just come to the company. I scheduled the previous interview for tomorrow morning. Do you have anything else?"
"Okay, I'll come directly here tomorrow, so you don't have to pick me up."
After hanging up the phone, Sheng Jiaoyang saw her husband looking at her. She explained, "It's my agent, which means there will be an interview earlier."
"I don't care about work matters. Anyway, you have your own opinion." Mr. Yang said.
"Then I'll take Xiao An to my studio to play for a while."
"Wait a minute," Mr. Yang said, "Zhi Ning doesn't know yet, does he?"
Sheng Jiaoyang immediately recognized what Mr. Yang was referring to, and she shook her head.
"Won't you tell him?"
Sheng Jiaoyang pouted and said, "Why tell him and let him guess for himself."
"What if he never guesses?"
"Then pull him down!" Sheng Jiaoyang was arrogant.
She waved to Xiao An, "Come here Xiao An, I'll teach you how to draw."
Xiao An immediately jumped off the sofa, ran to her side, held her hand, and went upstairs together.
And in a certain office, the tall Jing Weinan knocked on the door and walked in with an envelope.
"Boss, someone put this at the front desk and said it must be handed over to you. They said it concerns your girlfriend."
Shen Zhining looked at the envelope in Jing Weinan's hand, raised his chin slightly, and signaled Jing Weinan to open the envelope.
Jing Weinan opened the envelope and took out several photos and a piece of paper.
Seeing these photos, Jing Weinan suddenly felt that he knew too much.
The top photo is a side shot taken through glass. The girl wearing black-rimmed glasses is holding her chin and looking attentively at the handsome exotic guy opposite. The time on the photo shows that the photo was taken today.
Shen Zhining reached out to pick up the photos and looked through them one by one. After reading them twice, he picked up the piece of paper and saw a sentence written on the paper, "Your girlfriend is dating other men behind your back."
After reading it, he pressed the paper under the photo, intertwined his hands on the table, and had a condensed look between his brows.
Dating
"Who brought this?" Shen Zhining raised his eyes and looked at Jing Weinan.
"Still checking."
Shen Zhining raised his arm, looked at the time, stood up, picked up his coat and walked out. "It's getting late, go home."
Jing Weinan turned to look at the remaining pile of documents on the table, and silently followed Shen Zhining's footsteps.
In the car, Shen Zhining made a phone call and went out.
"Fili, is the house ready?"
"Boss, your room has not been decorated yet. It will take two days."
"Um."
Shen Zhining asked the Manchu army to drive to Jinhe Garden.
Jing Weinan raised his eyes and glanced at the rearview mirror. He had just heard Feili's voice on the phone saying that the room was not ready yet. It seemed that he was going to Mr. Yang's house next door.
Sheng Jiaoyang, who didn't know that the big devil was coming, was patiently teaching Xiao An how to draw. Perhaps it was the hard life and the shock of his parents' death that had tempered him. Xiao An was much more mature mentally than his peers, and he was able to bear the temper with Sheng. The sun is learning to draw.
With the two of them teaching and learning together, more than an hour has passed since a simple painting was finished.