How Did I Become a God

In this age, news spreads very quickly, but it takes time for things to ferment.

In the evening, Jing Gao arrived in a high-end residential area in Rongcheng.

Last week, Jing Gao asked Zhao Qinghan to take care of Cao Danqing, who had a high fever, and then he called Dong Lingxi to meet with Zhao Canglong. Sure enough, Zhao Canglong pushed the meeting until today.

In the past five days, Cao Danqing's high fever has subsided, and he is resting in his residence. Take care of by Zhao Qinghan.

"Ding Dong."

The doorbell rang, and Zhao Qinghan wore a refreshing white T-shirt and short skirt to open the door, and said with a smile: "Brother Jing, you are here." Holding him affectionately.

Jing Gao smiled and hugged her, a very delicate beauty, "Qinghan, good job." Cao Danqing is a strong woman in the workplace, and may not be willing to accept Zhao Qinghan's care. However, Zhao Qinghan lives here, which shows that his communicative skills are not trivial.

Zhao Qinghan covered his mouth and chuckled lightly, pushing Jing Gao slightly, "Brother Jing, go to Sister Danqing to speak. I'll cook."

"Let's rest. You see that you are the eldest lady at home, and you want to learn how to cook and return to the capital to have a chance. I'll cook for you later." Jing Gao kissed her affectionately.

At this time, I heard Cao Danqing asked: "Xiaohan, who is it?"

Jing Gao walked to the door of her bedroom and saw Cao Danqing watching the sunset on the balcony. He tapped on the door and said, "Danqing, is it convenient for me to come in?"

Cao Danqing turned her head and was stunned. She never expected Jing Gao to appear here. She is considered to be the top of the company, and she knows about the conflict between Xia Shang Real Estate and Fatty Ma's "big brother" Zhao Canglong.

"Ah, Mr. Jing, why are you here?" Cao Danqing didn't wear professional clothes, but because Zhao Qinghan lived with her, he didn't wear only pajamas. Wearing cool home clothing, a light blue mid-skirt with suspenders. The snow-white shoulders are exposed, the hair is curled up, and the face is delicate and delicate, with a charming young woman's style.

Looking at Cao Danqing, who came from the balcony, he was 1.72 meters tall and had almost perfect body proportions. He was slim, slender, and tall. A goddess-level beauty. Jing Gao was satisfied and said, "I just met Zhao Canglong this morning. He lost. Fatty Ma will never have the opportunity to trouble you again."

During this period, Cao Danqing had always been sober and unwilling to work, thinking about family, marriage, and personal matters all day long. Her husband Li Yu was beaten by Fatty Ma and gave in and wanted her to pass on Mr. Jing's business secrets.

She must not do it. Li Yu planned to open one eye and close one eye to sell her to Fatty Ma. She cut off her last escape route. How stupid? Without Jing always protecting her, she has already played with Fatty Ma.

The truth is such a truth. But things are always frustrated in my heart. At this moment, hearing the good news from Jing Gao, tears burst out immediately. Her nightmare finally passed.

Jing Gao naturally hugged Cao Danqing with a very regular hand. After she cried bitterly, he vented her emotions, patted her back gently, and said warmly, "Danqing, stop crying."

Cao Danqing raised his head and whimpered with tears: "I want to cry." These words were a little unconsciously acting like a baby.

Jing Gao said: "Then cry."

Cao Danqing burst into laughter, why would he cry after all this? Gently pushed Jinggao away and said, "Ms. Jing, I'll go to the bathroom to freshen up."

She knew what the man in front of her thought of her. She is both twenty-seven years old and not a little girl. She cried, her nose and tears came down, it must be ugly, she wanted to dress up.

Jing Gao said: "I'm going to fry two small dishes, and we will have dinner together in the evening."

Cao Danqing looked at Jing Gao in surprise. No, you can cook? She still knows Jing Gao's wealth. But I was anxious to freshen up and change clothes. I didn't ask Jing Gao. When she changed into a beautiful sleeveless red mid-skirt with a bright complexion and a beautiful face, Jing Gao had already arranged four dishes in the dining room.

A tomato and egg, a loofah three fresh soup, a green pepper shredded pork, and a garlic stir-fried lettuce.

Jing Gao served Cao Danqing and Zhao Qinghan a good meal, and said with a gesture: "Let's eat. It's not as good as the chef in the hotel, at least it can be imported."

Zhao Qinghan originally intended to blow it out of his mind, and it feels okay to eat two bites, and it's really at the level of home cooking. But at this position of Brother Jing, how could he cook to this level?

Cao Danqing picked up the small blue and white porcelain rice bowl and ate it elegantly, and said, "Ms. Jing, it tastes pretty good. Thank you! How can you cook?"

A man came from hundreds of miles away and brought her great news. He made a special dinner for her. She wanted to say that it was fake if she was not moved in her heart.

Zhao Qing wrote: "Brother Jing, yes, you have to practice at this level for several years, right?"

The restaurant’s lights are bright, and Jing Gao holding a bowl is a joy. These two thought he was born rich. He was still a poor woman two months ago. Isn’t it normal to cook some home-cooked dishes? His parents have to go to work, so they have to go hungry if they can't cook.

Jing Gao said: "I have been practicing for more than ten years." She bluffed a young woman, and a girl didn't know the reason, and then laughed.

After the meal, Cao Danqing looked at Zhao Qinghan who had slipped away quietly, then at the night outside the window, and said with a blushing face: "Mr. Jing, have a drink at the bar."

Jing Gao opened a bottle of red wine, Xiao Qi brought it up, and Cao Danqing stood in front of the bedroom balcony to admire the night view.

The night view of Rongcheng is far worse than that of Beijing. But there was a field and natural atmosphere in the sultry air of early June and early summer.

"boom!"

The two glasses touched gently. Jing Gao drank red wine and told Cao Danqing about the story of Dong Lingxi he heard today, "Dong Lingxi probably meant to transfer Jinghe Clubhouse to me, and I will continue to hold her. But I won't. After Li Wei comes out, I will leave it to Li Wei to take care of it."

Cao Danqing sipped the red wine lightly. She met Dong Lingxi and asked, "You have a bad impression of her because she is mixed with Zhao Canglong?"

Jing Gao shook his head, "Everyone has the right to choose their own life. She and Fan Yang broke down and stayed with Zhao Canglong. That was her choice. The key is that she is using me in this matter!"

To be honest, he just came out of Novice Village and was thinking about enjoying life. Get some hobbies, chase girls, isn't it good?

When I went out, I encountered a **oss blocking the door. He wins heartily, but if he doesn't have any opinion on Dong Lingxi, that's impossible. Therefore, Dong Lingxi don't think about continuing to take charge of Jinghe Club.

"Oh." Cao Danqing smiled softly. Men and women look at problems from different angles~www.wuxiaspot.com~ She thinks Dong Zong is not much wrong. if not? What year and month can I get rid of Zhao Canglong!

Jing Gao stretched out his hand, gently hugged Cao Danqing's waist, and stroked the hair on her forehead, "Of course, Danqing, I have to thank her for her selfishness. Otherwise, we will not know each other.

Didn’t you ask me when you were eating just now, how many women do I cook for? From the perspective of chasing girls, you are the first. "

Cao Danqing felt her heart softened a bit, and then she felt Jing Gao bow her head, she didn't struggle, only felt natural. For a while, his face was flushed, charmingly said: "Ms. Jing, is it just for today?"

"not good."

"Aren't you forbidden to engage in office romances?"

"That's because you are a woman who deserves an exception."

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Two hours later, Jing Gao took Zhao Qinghan and returned to the capital by car.