It was almost eight o'clock when Jiang Jinjin and Zhou Yan got home.
The two of them had just changed their slippers at the entrance, and before they had time to walk towards the living room, Butler Yang, who was worried about the Zhou family, came over and said, "Madam, sir, he got off work very early today and is working in the study."
Jiang Jinjin was taken aback for a moment, "...how early?"
Butler Yang raised his hand and glanced at his watch: "It arrived at 6:43."
That was really early.
Many groups have a nine-to-six working system. It took more than half an hour to drive back from the Zhou Group, including the traffic jam, so Zhou Mingfeng almost drove back after work. Jiang Jinjin was also secretly startled, it's been a while since he came here through the book, this can be regarded as the earliest time for Zhou Mingfeng to get off work. But what's the matter with him leaving get off work so early
Jiang Jinjin looked at Zhou Yan subconsciously.
Unexpectedly, Zhou Yan was also looking at her.
The two looked at each other, and Zhou Yan answered first: "It has nothing to do with me."
He still has this self-knowledge. He knew that his father cared about him, but from the beginning of his memory, the number of times his father came home from get off work on time could be counted on both hands. He didn't think that today's trip would have anything to do with him.
And he asked himself that he has performed very well recently, honestly going to the company to move goods every day, and he didn't use any privileges.
When Jiang Jinjin heard Zhou Yan's decisive answer, she thought to herself, if it has nothing to do with Zhou Yan's own son, then it must have nothing to do with her.
Let's just pretend that he is very free today!
Zhou Mingfeng was working in the study, and Jiang Jinjin didn't want to disturb him. There were carpets on the stairs, but Jiang Jinjin went up to the third floor deliberately and quietly, and parted ways with Zhou Yan on the second floor.
Before Zhou Yan returned to the room, he probed into the study, and the door was closed.
He pouted, entered the room, and closed the door.
After nearly an hour, Zhou Mingfeng finally came out from the study, just in time to run into Zhou Yan who brought yogurt from downstairs.
Zhou Yan held the yogurt spoon in his mouth, looked at Zhou Mingfeng, and called "Dad" indistinctly.
Zhou Mingfeng nodded, and responded with a very flat expression.
The father and son don't communicate much on weekdays. Zhou Yan thought of Jiang Jinjin, who opened a shop and worked part-time, and also suspected that his father was really stingy, and his eyes were a little subtle for a while.
Zhou Mingfeng glanced at his son, "What's the matter?"
Zhou Yan shook his head, "It's okay."
He doesn't care about the matter between his father and stepmother.
Zhou Mingfeng was quite stable. Although he noticed that something was wrong with his son's eyes, he didn't ask any more questions, but went upstairs while guessing.
Jiang Jinjin had already taken a comfortable bath, and was sitting cross-legged on the bed holding a mobile calculator and pressing it repeatedly.
She is so worthless!
It is impossible to become a strong woman in the new era in this life, right
Now all the money in her hands adds up to more than 14 million. Except for the odds that are paid as the president of the parent association and what she earns in the stock market, most of it is given to her by Zhou Mingfeng... Some people are self-reliant, absolutely She won't ask for a penny from a rich man's husband with her palms up, and some people, like her, talk about becoming a rich woman, but her eyes shine with excitement because of the more than 10 million yuan given by a man.
but! Still very happy!
Jiang Jinjin at the moment is like a mouse that fell into a rice bowl.
With a huge sum of more than 10 million yuan, her first thought was to buy a house.
But helplessly, she and Zhou Mingfeng are now on the same household registration book, which is a family unit. Zhou Mingfeng has a lot of properties under his name, most of which he bought before the purchase restriction policy came out. He occupied all the places to buy houses, and now she can't buy them even if she wants to.
unless…
hey-hey.
The original owner has a Yanjing household registration and has no house under her name. Once she and Zhou Mingfeng dissolve their marriage, she is eligible to buy a house, but with the more than 10 million yuan Zhou Mingfeng gave, she divorces him and then buys a house... Seems like A little heartless
At this stage, the matter of divorce is just thinking about it.
She tilted her body, fell on the bed, and buried her head on the pillow—
She really wanted to have a house with her own name written on it.
I like the house so much, what should I do? The house is her root and her sense of security.
This was what Zhou Mingfeng saw when he came in. He paced over, stopped in front of the bed, and asked, "What's wrong?"
There was a smile in his tone when he spoke.
Jiang Jinjin held his breath for a while, then got up suddenly, his hair was messed up, and his face was a little red.
With an idea, she decided to "be lenient when confessing" at this time, and said sullenly, "I'm doing psychological construction."
"Why?" Zhou Mingfeng asked gently.
Sitting on the bed, Jiang Jinjin brushed his bangs casually, "That's right, I found a job." She doesn't like asking and answering like squeezing toothpaste, and she doesn't need Zhou Mingfeng to ask, she just confessed, "It used to be It was introduced by a classmate in the Japanese class. It is considered a part-time job as a translator. Then I found out today that the company is called Weimei, and I met Zhou Yan. I didn’t know it when I joined the company. Say the boss is you."
Zhou Mingfeng was silent for a moment, he just stared at her, as if he wanted to see her heart.
Jiang Jinjin panicked. Because Zhou Mingfeng had never looked at her like this before, there was even a hint of scrutiny in that gaze.
"I really do not know… "
If she had known, she certainly would not have gone.
Zhou Mingfeng withdrew his gaze, and his tone became more gentle, "Students from the Japanese class?"
Jiang Jinjin hummed.
She was a little uncomfortable.
After traveling through the book for so long, she felt Zhou Mingfeng's temptation for the first time.
But what is he testing
Did she say something wrong? But the original owner did enroll in the Japanese class, and he and Tang Ya were classmates. These are affirmative and definite information. So what is he testing or suspecting
"I haven't heard you say that before." Zhou Mingfeng regained his previous calmness and harmony.
It seemed that the pressure he put on Jiang Jinjin was just her illusion.
Jiang Jinjin raised his head and glanced at Zhou Mingfeng, "Maybe I forgot to mention it."
Zhou Mingfeng lowered his eyes, "Are you free next Wednesday?"
"There should be, why?" Jiang Jinjin was still panicking.
Zhou Mingfeng smiled, "It's nothing."
Jiang Jinjin lowered his head, ignoring Zhou Mingfeng's serious and inquisitive eyes for a moment, "Yuansheng Group is holding a charity dinner, if you are free, come with me."
"Oh yes." Jiang Jinjin responded.
Zhou Mingfeng noticed that when she heard the words "Yuansheng Group", her body was not tense, and there was no hesitation, pause or other emotions in the tone of her answer, and there was a little smile on the corners of her lips. He changed his words again, "But I'm not sure about my itinerary, so I'll talk about it later."
"As for your work," Zhou Mingfeng smiled, "It's nothing, I'm just a little surprised, you can do it if you want."
Jiang Jinjin thought this matter was going to be serious, but Zhou Mingfeng let go, she raised her head and looked at him, "Really?"
Zhou Mingfeng laughed, "In your opinion, I am such an arbitrary person? Even you are not allowed to go out to work?"
Jiang Jinjin replied: "No, I thought you would not want me to work in your company. After all, if someone finds out, the impact will not be very good."
"How could it be?" Zhou Mingfeng sat down and moved closer to her, with a gentle expression on his brows and eyes, "Maybe if someone finds out, it will bring different positive effects."
"What's the meaning?"
Zhou Mingfeng was very patient with Jiang Jinjin.
At work, what he likes are subordinates who can keep up with his thinking.
Many things don’t need to be said so much, and the other party can understand it, which will save a lot of time.
Zhou Mingfeng was not impatient at all, "You have already gone to work, and they will wonder if they should work harder."
Jiang Jinjin:?
While Zhou Mingfeng was chatting with Jiang Jinjin, Zhou Yan was also lost in thought and distress over a problem.
That is—what on earth should he call Jiang Jinjin.
Since she came to this home, he has never called her by name.
Brother Li's words reminded him today.
In the future, they are all in the company, he moves goods, and she works part-time. He can't just cough every time someone asks him to call her sister, right? If he is not sick, he will cough up the disease. If he coughs more times, will others think he has lung disease
What should I call
mom? Even if he was killed, he would not be able to shout.
Then call me sister? Calling his father's wife his sister, he is not afraid that he will have a psychological barrier, and he is afraid that the picture will be too beautiful after his father finds out.
After thinking about it for almost an hour, he finally decided on the address—Ms. Jiang.
How nice, Ms. Jiang.
Both dignified and in line with seniority.
Zhou Yan took out his mobile phone and changed the note on WeChat to "Ms. Jiang".
After solving this problem, Zhou Yan felt relieved, drowsiness overwhelmed him, and he lay back on the big bed and fell into a deep sleep.
Although in different rooms, all three slept well.
But there were a few hiccups in the middle.
Zhou Mingfeng was awakened again, he woke up in a daze, turned sideways and touched the bed, and sure enough, he touched a hair rope, and there was a pineapple pendant on the hair rope.
He is used to it.
Jiang Jinjin's hair is soft and smooth. She doesn't like her hair hanging on her face and neck when she sleeps, so she will tie her hair up casually every night before going to bed. But every time I wake up in the morning, this hair rope will slip off. Zhou Mingfeng couldn't remember how many times he was woken up.
From being at a loss in the beginning to the current habit, he didn't even fully open his eyes, he grasped the hair tie skillfully, and put it back into the pocket of his pajamas.
The next morning, Jiang Jinjin still had business to do, so he set the alarm clock in advance, and woke up before eight o'clock, as if he had been beaten by several boxers for a whole night. When going to the bathroom, many people have the ability to close their eyes and brush their teeth, and she is no exception.
When Zhou Mingfeng came behind her, she hadn't opened her eyes yet.
He reached out and stroked her hair.
The strands of hair were at his fingertips, and he held them together slightly.
Only then did Jiang Jinjin open her eyes. Zhou Mingfeng was much taller than her. She saw him behind her in the mirror, and was stunned for a while, with toothpaste foam in her mouth, she really didn't want to talk. She was afraid that the foam would be sprayed on the countertop or the mirror would be dirty, but the doubt in her eyes perfectly expressed her meaning - why haven't you left yet
"Leave immediately."
Zhou Mingfeng just came back from running and took a shower, feeling refreshed.
He tied her hair with the hair tie from the pineapple pendant, the expression on his face was so flat, as if it was so common, even Jiang Jinjin didn't notice it, how ambiguous and intimate it was move.
"I'm leaving."
The electric toothbrush in Jiang Jinjin's hand was still making a sound like electric current, which was very soft.
She nodded.
Zhou Mingfeng turned around, lowered his head and casually buttoned his shirt cuff buttons.