Chapter 191 Trying to Stimulate Her

   Pei Yilan shook her head again and again.

   She swallowed all the potato chips in her chewed mouth, pinching her palms with her fingertips to prevent him from finding out.

   "I don't mind." She took a deep breath and deliberately raised the ending to make her tone relaxed: "You are you, they are them."

   She couldn't hide her choked sobbing, and Jiang Ye, who was caught in the memory, returned his thoughts, and when he lowered his head, he found those red eyes.

   "What are you crying for?" He stroked the end of her eyes, and the smile on the corner of his lips was as gentle as ever.

   "I didn't cry."

   "Your eyes are so red that you haven't cried yet?"

   "The eyelashes fell out of the eyes." Pei Yilan made up an excuse and emphasized again and again: "It's a little prickly, so it's red."

  Jiang Ye did not expose her.

   He leaned over and picked up the water glass on the coffee table, fed it to her mouth and watched her drink: "I'm glad he didn't kill anyone at that time."

   "If he had a life on his hands..." He would never be with her no matter what.

   The reason is very simple, he is not worthy.

   "Stop talking about this." Pei Yilan didn't want to evoke his past memories, let alone listen to it.

   She rubbed against his neck: "Jiang Ye, how about we buy a house next year? I want to have a home with you."

   Hearing the word 'home' suddenly, Jiang Ye, who had never had expectations, actually gave birth to infinite hopes.

   He felt her temperature, and the blood all over his body was boiling, like a bewildered bird that found its habitat, and had a sense of security that he longed for and could not ask for.

   "Okay." Jiang Ye stroked the long hair and closed his eyes for a moment, his eyelashes were slightly moist.

  —Actually, where there is her is home.

  *

  The pattering rain stopped early Monday morning.

  The morning meeting of the planning department was over, and many employees poured out of the conference room and went to their respective workstations one after another.

  Lin Jiao turned on the computer, a pair of white jade-like hands just placed on the keyboard, and Meng Qian, who was sitting next to her, came over.

   "Senior, do you have time at noon?" She drank two sips of American ice cream: "I'll invite you to dinner."

   "Why do you want to invite dinner all of a sudden?"

   "I'm ready to resign."

  Lin Jiao turned her head: "So suddenly?" She thought about it carefully: "Didn't you do a good job at work recently?"

   "Too tired." Meng Qian had already lost her bet, and she really didn't want to do the 9-to-6 job.

   She fiddled with the short hair on her shoulders: "I originally came to experience life, so there's no need to die."

   "Have you all submitted applications?"

   "Well, I will hand over to them in the afternoon." She is still in the probationary period and does not need to go through many procedures like regular employees.

  Lin Jiao didn't say anything more.

   She clicked on the product information sent by Zheng Yi to make a plan for Sheng Heng's next new product.

   Busy until noon, a few rays of sunshine fell.

   Several restaurants on Wutong Street welcomed a lot of customers, and even the vendors who pushed tricycles to sell flowers also rushed over after the rain.

   Meng Qian has always been picky, and from the moment she entered the western restaurant, she began to dislike the East and the West.

   In addition to complaining about the environment, he will also mention each of the signature dishes in the store, and he will not forget to compare with other stores.

   Having a meal with her is a very tiring thing. If it wasn't for the last meal, Lin Jiao wouldn't sit here.

   She ate half a steak with no appetite, and didn't even drink the mushroom soup.

   "Senior, are you full?" Meng Qian, who put down her knife and fork, finally stopped complaining.

"full."

   "Then I'll pay the bill." She treated the waiter politely, at least not like before.

  Lin Jiao immediately walked out of the restaurant. When she breathed the fresh air after the rain, she felt a lot more relaxed.

   She and Meng Qian were chatting with each other, and there were not many topics in common, it was pure nonsense.

   "Ms. Lin?" A Maserati stopped beside her, and a woman's voice came from the back seat.

  Yao Qianning got off the car: "Is it convenient to chat?"

   She smiled softly, but Lin Jiao could see a trace of hostility and disdain from the bottom of her eyes.

   "Yeah." She said to Meng Qian, looking at the cafe opposite: "Drink coffee?"

   "Yes." Yao Qianning followed her pace.

  The cafe has no private rooms, so they chose a window seat with no one in front of them and sat opposite each other.

  The melodious and melodious music lingers in the surroundings, which is not noisy, but can teach people to calm down.

  The waiter brought two cups of coffee, and the latte on the coffee surface was quickly smashed by a silver spoon, but no one spoke between them.

  Lin Jiao was very calm.

   Especially when facing a rival in love, her indifference and fearlessness can easily make people irritable.

   But Yao Qianning is used to pretending, no matter how upset she is, she doesn't show the slightest on her face.

   She stirred the coffee with a silver spoon and looked at the woman opposite: "Miss Lin, you are very beautiful."

"thanks."

   "It's just that being pretty sometimes doesn't help."

  Lin Jiao smiled suddenly: "So what?" As a beauty with a strong face, she was flamboyant and charming when she showed her smile.

   I have to admit that she has certain advantages over Yao Qianning in terms of appearance, temperament and physique.

   But on family background…

Yao Qianning opened the skylight and said brightly: "Pei Zhi needs a woman who can be on par with him, not a vase that can only be viewed, so what's the use of being beautiful? You can tie him for a while, and you can tie him. Forever?"

   "If you mean personal ability, I don't think there is anyone in Lin City who can match him. If you mean family background, I really can't compare to him, but can you compare?"

   "Yao Shi..."

   "Ms. Yao, a person's upbringing is first reflected in not jumping to conclusions about others, and not putting labels at will."

  Lin Jiao's sarcasm made her complexion change.

   She grabbed the coffee cup and sipped it lightly, and then said calmly, "Pei Zhi didn't choose you, naturally he has his reasons. Instead of wasting my time, you might as well find the reason for yourself."

   Yao Qianning was clenched tightly by his angry fists.

She struggled to maintain the only remaining elegance and did not want to be defeated in front of her: "Yao can become Sheng Heng's right-hand man, what can Hongda do? The real estate industry has not been as good as before in the past two years, and it is difficult for you to cooperate with Sheng Heng once. , In comparison, what advantages do you think your family background can have?"

   "Sheng Heng has developed to this day, and he doesn't need your so-called right-hand man. My relationship with Pei Zhi is not mixed with other things. Even if my family is cold, he will still like me."

   "He doesn't need it, and the Pei family doesn't need it either?"

  Lin Jiao raised her eyebrows casually: "Why do you have to involve interests in everything? In your eyes, are feelings just transactions?"

"I am telling the truth."

   "The facts you think are none of our business."

   The calmer she became, the more volatile Yao Qianning's mood became, and she couldn't even breathe smoothly.

   She saw that this set of things wouldn't work, so she gritted her teeth and used other ways to stimulate her: "Miss Lin, Pei Zhi and I are not ordinary friends."

   (end of this chapter)