Cheng Yao returned home almost like a walking dead, she was in a trance, and even Megatron jumped on her to please her very actively, but it didn't make her feel better.
It just so happened that Qian Heng had a dinner with a client tonight, so he could save on cooking. Cheng Yao decided not to cook dinner herself, after all, she has no appetite at all at the moment.
She fiddled with her mobile phone, looking at Cheng Xi's familiar number, but she dared not dial it. She was afraid of hearing her sister's voice. She knew that Cheng Xi would not say anything no matter what. Don't know how to face her.
At this moment, the sound of a key turning suddenly came from the door.
Cheng Yao took Megatron and tiptoed to the door vigilantly, only to find Qian Heng.
"Boss, didn't you have a dinner appointment with an Austrian client tonight?"
Qian Heng was still wearing an exquisite and expensive suit. He stretched out his wrist, and while untying the watch strap, he said naturally: "Oh, the Austrian customer is temporarily busy and can't come."
"That… "
"Then you cook." Qian Heng said expressionlessly, "I want to eat pan-fried silver cod, abalone in oyster sauce, stir-fried vegetables with broccoli, cold fungus, and Dongpo pork."
Cheng Yao was a little stunned: "I don't have any of these ingredients at home! Why don't you make something else? According to the stock in the refrigerator, you can make scrambled eggs with tomatoes, celery lily, and potato sirloin. Do you think these will work?"
"In my dictionary, there is no second best."
"..."
"But today I will give you a special treatment. I can drive you to buy groceries."
To Cheng Yao's surprise, today's Qian Heng didn't just leave a few photos of Grandpa Mao and ask Cheng Yao to take a taxi to buy groceries, but even volunteered to be a driver himself.
Cheng Yao was still in a daze until she sat in the Bentley again. She looked at Qian Heng's side face and wondered how much this guy wanted to eat cod and abalone? He didn't hesitate to drive here by himself.
Although she went to a boutique supermarket, there was still a lot of traffic at night, and Cheng Yao was comfortable with such occasions, but the boss behind her was seriously ill, so that was not the case.
"Don't push me anymore, you touched my waist just now, it's already sexual harassment."
Qian Heng stood in front of the milk cabinet, looking coldly at the aunt behind him warning.
This high-ranking boss who doesn't eat fireworks obviously rarely comes to the supermarket in person, and he doesn't know the fighting power of the robbing lady in the supermarket.
Just before the aunt stared at her eyes, stood with her hands on her hips, like a compasses, and was about to perform her kung fu, Cheng Yao pulled Qian Heng behind her: "Auntie, he used to be touched on the waist all the time. Butts, sexual harassment, are more sensitive, please forgive me!"
The aunt mumbled a few words, glared at Qian Heng, and walked away swaggeringly.
"I've been sexually harassed all the time??? What are you implying?"
Facing Qian Heng's anger, Cheng Yao kindly explained: "You don't know how strong these aunts are in fighting, you don't want to mess with them, let's keep things quiet."
"I'm a lawyer. No matter how powerful these aunts are, can they beat me?"
As a result, just as Qian Heng finished speaking, the sound of arguing came from not far away from them—
"This last box of half-price eggs is mine!"
"Ha, it's still yours? Those two on your face are light bulbs? Don't plug in the electricity at night! Blind thing! Didn't you see that I took the egg first? Thinking that I stood in front of the egg It's yours, why don't you stop at the bank gate and say that the money is all yours?"
The one who got the upper hand in grabbing the eggs was the aunt who was accused of sexual harassment by Qian Heng just now...
The other was obviously not to be outdone: "Your family eats shit, right? Spewing shit all over your mouth. I think you are blind. Your eyes are small like those of a car accident. You must have been run over before."
"Zhang Chunhua, don't think I don't know that you danced square dances behind my back and urged my team members to follow you. You seduce the security guards with such a topless dress at an old age, thinking of colluding with him to steal my place. You old bastard, with your breasts hanging down to your belly button and a hammer growing on your head, I wonder why you were not called to exhibit at the World Expo back then!"
…
These two aunts obviously have a long-standing relationship between old and new. From eggs to square dancing, pointing their noses and cursing at each other are endless, completely updating Qian Heng's vocabulary.
Cheng Yao took a look at Qian Heng: "You see, if I hadn't pulled you, this would be the end for you now."
"..."
Although Qian Heng showed unwillingness, he looked at the aunts who had already begun to pull their hair and tear their clothes, swearing and wrestling together, he pursed his lips, and chose to be quiet.
This time, he was convinced that he lost.
Cheng Yao's heart was originally very dull because of the matter of Cheng Xi, but when she saw that Qian Heng, who is all-powerful in the legal field, had a day of depression, when she didn't realize it, her mood became brighter .
Today's Qian Heng has also changed from his usual vigorous and vigorous style. Apart from going straight to the topic and buying the ingredients he handpicked, he even offered to go shopping again.
"On this shelf, from here to the end, take a copy of everything."
Cheng Yao looked at Qian Heng uncertainly, a little dumbfounded: "Are you sure? One is the same?"
Standing in front of the two of them was a shelf of sweets.
Such a cold boss, Qian Heng, actually likes to eat sweets? ?
"If you want to buy it, just buy it. Why are there so many problems?"
"Okay, okay."
Anyway, I didn't pay the money, Cheng Yao didn't dare to disobey the boss, and hurriedly put it into the shopping cart.
Cheng Yao glanced at the full shopping cart, and then at Qian Heng.
Qian Heng stretched out his fair and slender hands gracefully: "These hands..."
"I know, I know, these hands are not for pushing the cart." Cheng Yao resignedly pushed the cart, "I push, I push."
As a result, the cart was full, and Qian Heng was still not satisfied. He put his hands in his pockets: "Is there any other delicious snacks?"
"Yes, the three brothers of Hokkaido French Fries, Mochi ice cream, crab roe-flavored broad beans, Mai Lisu chocolate balls, candied chestnuts, candied haws, Yoku Moku biscuit egg rolls, Long Nose King..."
Cheng Yao, who is very good at snacks, said a lot, and after she finished speaking, she realized that she was embarrassed: "I think they are all delicious hahaha..."
"Then buy them all."
"Hey?"
Cheng Yao never expected that in the end, Qian Heng actually bought all the snacks she mentioned. She held a bag of hot fried chestnuts in her right hand and a candied haws in her left hand. With both hands open, the big cart of snacks condescended to let Qian Heng push it away...
Qian Heng was just wearing an expensive suit, pushing a cart full of sweets that didn't match his cold demeanor, standing with a stinking face in the checkout line full of aunts and young women.
Very uncoordinated, but also very coordinated.
The atmosphere of the market place around seemed to dilute Qian Heng's indifference that no strangers should enter, making him more attractive, as if his handsome appearance, which is so handsome that he resists people thousands of miles away, has been coated with a layer of warm light.
Although Qian Heng stands out from the crowd in the checkout line because of his eye-catching appearance and out-of-the-ordinary temperament, and people keep looking at him, but Qian Heng, whose temper is directly proportional to his appearance, always encounters such probing gazes, Without hesitation, he stared back with his freezing light.
The people in the team didn't dare to look at Qian Heng anymore, so they turned their attention to Cheng Yao.
Most of the people who come to the supermarket to buy things are women, not to mention a man like Qian Heng who is well-dressed and handsome, and even a man with a beer belly is rare. Going to the supermarket to buy vegetables and daily necessities seems to be a woman's job naturally.
Besides Qian Heng's good looks and tall figure, the other most prominent aura around him is - expensive.
From his hair, clothing, to every pore, he seems to be filled with the fragrance of RMB.
At first glance, he is very rich, very pampered, and time is very precious.
And such a handsome, rich and busy man is willing to accompany him to the supermarket to buy things, and patiently accompany him in line to check out, and bought a whole carload of things, all of which are sweets for girls.
The way everyone looked at Cheng Yao was like looking at the heroine of a girl novel.
Envy, jealousy, scrutiny, curiosity.
Under the baptism of this kind of gaze, Cheng Yao was also a little at a loss, she wanted to jump up and explain, this is her boss, and the sweets bought by the boss are all her own!
Finally, the people at the front of the line paid their bills, and it was Qian Heng's turn.
When Qian Heng was paying, Cheng Yao saw her favorite Skittles in the container next to the cash register, and couldn't help but take a few extra glances. Although she wanted to eat it very much, it was Qian Heng who paid the bill. Even if Skittles were not expensive, she was too embarrassed to ask Qian Heng to pay for what she wanted.
However, I don't know if it's a coincidence somewhere. Qian Heng, who was looking at the front with eyes on the top of his head, suddenly turned his head and glanced at Cheng Yao: "Help me get three rainbow candies." .”
His voice was cold and clear, with a kind of extravagance. He was obviously just buying Skittles, but his posture and posture seemed to be about to acquire a company.
But what a surprise, Cheng Yao thought, that Qian Heng also likes to eat Skittles.
Cheng Yao quickly took the rainbow candy, and Qian Heng paid the bill together.
Cheng Yao packed the bags of snacks and subconsciously took the initiative to pick them up, but before she stretched out her hands, a pair of arms picked up the shopping bags earlier than her.
"Boss?" Cheng Yao was a little puzzled, "Isn't your hand..."
"Of course my hands are not for carrying shopping bags." Qian Heng's voice was as cold as ever, "But so many bags are so heavy, what if you don't carry them properly and break my snacks?"
"Oh… "
After Qian Heng finished speaking, he didn't bother to look at Yao anymore, and walked away without looking back, carrying a bunch of supermarket shopping bags that really didn't match his suit at all.
—
When she first went out with Qian Heng, Cheng Yao's heart was full of Cheng Xi and public opinion, but before she knew it, when she returned home, she didn't even realize that her attention was completely diverted .
For example, Cheng Yao was very puzzled and puzzled. Qian Heng, who was so passionate about sweets in the supermarket, wished to buy an entire shelf, returned home, finished his meal, and faced piles of snacks, suddenly lost interest. No interest at all.
"Boss, the sugar-fried chestnuts are going to be cold. It's not good to eat when it's cold. The skin will stick to the chestnuts and it's hard to peel."
Qian Heng glanced at the bag in Cheng Yao's hand indifferently: "Then you can eat."
"Hey? How about I leave it for you and heat it up in the microwave tomorrow morning?"
Qian Heng said expressionlessly: "I don't eat overnight food, you can throw it away if you don't eat it."
If you don't eat, I will!
Cheng Yao thought, I have never seen a more delicate and fickle man than Qian Heng! I bought a whole cart of sweets just now, but in the end I said I don’t love him anymore, so whoever will fall in love with him after that will be fine? Today you and I can't wait to get the certificate, and tomorrow we will sweep the floor and leave the house!
Just as Cheng Yao finished eating the chestnuts, Qian Heng said again: "Don't put these snacks on the table, it's too messy."
"Then I'll tidy it up in your room for you?"
"Do you think these snacks match the style of my room full of professional documents? Does it match the positioning of an elite male lawyer?"
"..." Then you still buy so much...
Cheng Yao glanced at the snacks on the table, a little embarrassed: "But the living room is only so big, there are no cabinets in the kitchen, and there is no space in my room, plus there is Megatron..."
"Then you eat."
"Hey?"
"I like a neat and clean environment. Seeing so many snacks piled up on the table gives me a headache." Qian Heng took it for granted, "Before going to bed tonight, don't let me see these again, so you can destroy them all. "
You are the one who wants to buy this, and you are the one who dislikes the piles here and get in the way, Cheng Yao was dumbfounded and said, "Then why don't you eat it, boss?"
"Suddenly I don't want to eat."
"These are imported snacks, not cheap..."
Qian Heng glanced at Cheng Yao, and said calmly and calmly: "If you are rich, you will be self-willed, and you don't care."
"..."
All right, all right, Cheng Yao thought, anyway, it's what she likes to eat, and she would welcome it a few more times for such a good thing.
So she happily ate the three brothers of French fries, matcha biscuits and the long-coveted Skittles.
—
Sweets really have the power to heal people's hearts. Cheng Yao even felt better after eating chocolate.
It's a pity that although a high-sugar diet can make people happy for a while, it can't last forever. With the exhaustion of snacks, Cheng Yao began to think of Cheng Xi, her own faults, and Deng Ming.
When Cheng Xi was splashed with dirty water by Deng Ming during her divorce, it was not that Cheng Yao did not want to help her sister clarify. However, Deng Ming's public relations skills were too strong, and Cheng Yao's voice was quickly drowned in the insults of the public.
At that time, Cheng Xi stopped Cheng Yao's behavior. She didn't want to have any further response to it. She just wanted to let the matter settle down as soon as possible. The public opinion is very forgetful. After a month, as she said, no one discussed her anymore.
Cheng Xi chooses not to respond, but Cheng Yao can't be calm anyway, only she knows how much Cheng Xi gave up and sacrificed for Deng Ming, but what he got in return was his abandonment and trampling after his success.
Before becoming a lawyer, Cheng Yao made an oath that she would severely defeat Deng Ming in court, ruthlessly tear up his whitewashed face of justice, and let everyone see how many professional skills Deng Ming really has and who he really is. What a hypocrite.
But now...
It's okay to be scolded for being incompetent, but why is it that the old things of my sister's slander have to be shown like whipping corpses
"Cry if you want to cry."
Just when Cheng Yao was trying to hold back her tears, she heard Qian Heng's voice, which was still so cold, as if she was out of it. When Cheng Yao looked at him, he was looking out the window, and she didn't know how he saw it. I am holding back my tears, do I rely on my thoughts
Being stared at by Cheng Yao, Qian Heng seemed a little unnatural, he cleared his throat: "You look so ugly holding back your tears."
After hearing these words, Cheng Yao lived up to expectations and burst into tears.
As she cried, she wiped away her tears aggrievedly. Is Qian Heng still human? Is it human? I am already so sad, but I still want to call myself ugly.
After Cheng Yao cried, Qian Heng finally showed a relieved expression.
He said softly: "I finally cried."
The grievances, unwillingness, guilt, self-blame and remorse that had been held back for so many days finally poured out together with tears.
Cheng Yao didn't hear what he was saying, she cried and asked, "What did you say?"
Qian Heng glanced at her lightly: "I said I was wrong."
"What? Call me ugly?"
Qian Heng sighed: "Yes, you're not ugly when you're holding back your tears." He paused for a moment, then glanced at Cheng Yao somewhat inexplicably, "Because you look even uglier when you cry."
"..."
Cheng Yao was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt sad, and cried louder.
"Okay." At this moment, a slender white hand came into Cheng Yao's field of vision filled with tears. On those long and slender fingers, a handkerchief was being held.
"Be happy." Qian Heng's voice was a little unnatural, he looked away, and didn't look at Cheng Yao: "Burberry's handkerchief wiped your nose."
Cheng Yao wasn't too polite, she had just been attacked by Qian Heng, picked up the handkerchief as if venting, and began to really blow her nose.
When people cry, they tend to be unreasonable. Cheng Yao sobbed and said, "I'm already in such a miserable situation, why do you still scold me?" When she said this, the more she thought about it, the sadder she became, "Even if you think I'm ugly, don't you grow up?" It's not to your liking, most people would compliment girls on how beautiful they are, even if they're being polite, can't you say that they're beautiful to make me happy?"
She made such a complaint, so she naturally didn't expect Qian Hengneng to find out with conscience, it was just a way to vent her emotions.
No matter how Qian Heng hit her on weekdays, Cheng Yao could laugh it off, but when she was sad, she was more fragile. After all, she was just a young girl, no matter how strong she was, when she cried bitterly, she still longed for someone who could Gentle and comforting.
Although Cheng Yao also knew that Qian Heng had always been like this, he didn't say that against himself. It's just that at this moment, I am like an upright person who was slandered and abandoned by the righteous way of martial arts. When I lost all my martial arts and was cast aside by everyone, I even met Qian Heng, a passing villain who was ridiculed and sarcastic. Own.
However, when Cheng Yao was thinking wildly sadly, Qian Heng spoke again——
"pretty."
Cheng Yao was stunned.
"quite pretty."
Cheng Yao even forgot to cry. She widened her eyes and looked in the direction of the voice. Except for Qian Heng, there was really no one else. She subconsciously asked, "What?"
Qian Heng finally turned his face towards the window back, and he frowned: "Cheng Yao, enough is enough, I've already said it's beautiful."
"But I know you're being polite..."
"no."
"Hey?"
Sure enough, Qian Heng started to speak nastyly again: "Are you deaf? Didn't I say something polite?"
Well... Cheng Yao thought with peace of mind, this kind of attitude is my boss right...
But wait! Not a polite word? ? ? So what Qian Heng means is...
He said beautiful.
At this moment, Cheng Yao suddenly felt palpitations, her heart beat fast, her face began to feel hot, and the blood in her whole body seemed to speed up because of these words...
A person like Qian Heng, relying on his unique skin, even if he spread bombs all over the sky on weekdays, but at critical moments, any slight contrast between his gestures and gestures would be very fatal.
Cheng Yao, who was used to being fed poison by Qian Heng on weekdays, was so unprepared to be fed a candy by Qian Heng.
A little sweet.
"Cheng Yao, I suggest you not to be complacent." However, before Cheng Yao was happy, Qian Heng poured cold water on her, "You are reluctant, even if you are generally beautiful, don't feel good about yourself and think that you are at the level of a fairy."
"..."
While there is inevitably still a bit of poison in the sugar,…
Still a little sweet.