I’m 8 Million Poor

Ji Chen entered the kitchen and saw Jiang Baiwan standing beside the stove, concentrating on cooking. Wei Dao sat on the small chair next to him to rest. Seeing Ji Chen coming in, Wei Dao raised his eyebrows: "Boss Jiang, someone is coming."

Jiang Baiwan turned his head and saw that Ji Chen was standing beside him. She nodded at Ji Chen, "Isn't he who came in for hot dishes? Put things there, I'll just get them."

"It's okay, you're busy with you," Ji Chen insisted on coming by himself, "I won't even be hot for two dishes."

With that said, Ji Chen took out the vegetables in the plastic bowl and put them directly in the microwave oven. With sharp eyes, Jiang Baiwan saw Ji Chen's movements on the side, and quickly stopped him: "No, no, no plastic can be put in the microwave."

Ji Chen looked blank, holding a bowl in his hand, looking inexplicably pitiful. Jiang Baiwan glanced at him, sighed, and put down the shovel in his hand: "Give it to me, you can get a bowl from the cabinet over there."

Wei Dao sat next to him, looking at the president of Haochen Group, obediently obediently obediently observing Jiang Baiyu's words, and went to the cabinet next to him and took out a bowl. Jiang Baiwan lifted the lid of the plastic bowl, and then poured the vegetables into the bowl: "Okay, so it can be heated."

Ji Chen took the bowl and put the dishes into the microwave, and then stood next to Jiang Baiwan. Inside the pot was a piece of pineapple fried rice, Jiang Baiwan's face was serious, and the spatula in his hand was flying over, and it seemed to be a little bit decent.

But Ji Chen's eyes stuck to Jiang Baiwan's side face, and he didn't pay much attention to the situation inside the pot. At this moment, Jiang Baiwan looked very different from normal times. She pursed her lips, frowned slightly, and all of her body and mind fell on the fried rice. Because of the concentrated expression that rarely showed, it made Jiang Baiwan more attractive.

Wei Dao had already slipped out when the two people were not paying attention, and Ji Chen and Jiang Baiwan were left in the kitchen. Ji Chen didn't speak, but looked at Jiang Baiwan quietly. Jiang Baiwan was busy with fried rice, and he didn't drive Ji Chen away.

The ambiguous breath slowly spread in the kitchen, Ji Chen's only felt that his heartbeat was getting faster and faster, his heart was like a lively and strong deer, which was constantly hitting his chest at this moment.

The inside of the kitchen is cramped and hotter than outside. Ji Chen, who had been observing Jiang Baiwan, saw a drop of sweat dripping from her cheeks, and slowly swiped it down, seeing that it was about to flow through the beautifully curved chin. He moved his fingers, raised his hand subconsciously, and scraped the drop of sweat on his fingertips.

Jiang Baiwan was caught off guard and was touched by Ji Chen, and was taken aback: "What's the matter?"

"I...you just sweated, I want to wipe it for you." Ji Chen said very justice and awe-inspiring, but the hand that had just wiped Jiang Baiwan's sweat went behind his back and twisted his fingers subconsciously.

Jiang Baiwan thought that Ji Chen was a little weird today. She took another look at Ji Chen, then took a pair of chopsticks from the side and stuffed it into Ji Chen's hands: "Okay, who are we with whom? I don't know what you think. What are you thinking about?"

Ji Chen's heart suddenly burst. He stared at Jiang Baiwan and wanted to ask Jiang Baiwan what he knew, but it seemed that his mouth was sealed, so he couldn't say anything.

"...What am I thinking?" Ji Chen stared at Jiang Baiwan, and finally asked the doubts in his heart. He didn't even notice it, and there was a vague expectation in his tone.

Just listened to Jiang Baiwan laughed, and then pointed to the fried rice in the pot: "Don’t you just want to try the pineapple fried rice, don’t worry, I didn’t adjust the flavor of the previous Mala Tang, you must eat this now. of."

As he said, Jiang Baiwan urged: "You quickly taste it. If it is weak, I can add some salt now."

Ji Chen's throbbing heart immediately cooled down. He took the rice in the pot with chopsticks and put it in his mouth to taste, then frowned and said, "It seems a little bland?"

When Wei Dao went around outside for an excuse and walked back to the kitchen door to see the situation of these two people, he heard Jiang Baiwan say in the kitchen: "Really? If it gets a little lighter, then I will put more. Some salt is ready."

"Well, don't use too much, just sprinkle a little bit." Ji...chen echoed.

Wei Dao:...

With such a good opportunity to be alone, Ji Chen, you and the little girl will study whether the fried rice is weak?

Wei Dao's face turned black. He simply went into the kitchen, and took the spatula in Jiang Baiwan's hand without saying a word: "Okay, you two go out, I'll get it here."

"Don't, there is one more point," Jiang Baiwan refused to let go, "This is my best fried rice!"

Wei Dao glared at her, then motioned Ji Chen to pull Jiang Baiwan out with his eyes. However, Ji Chen, who is incomprehensible, is still beside Jiang Bowan to speak: "Master Wei, Xiaowan is still a little bit close, let her do it, it's okay."

Wei Dao was about to laugh angrily. He waved the shovel in his hand and drove the two young people out of the kitchen without any explanation: "Go, go out and play cards with Miss Tan and Mr. Luo, you have to be in the kitchen. What are you doing here? Get out!"

Jiang Baiwan and Ji Chen were driven out of the kitchen by Wei Dao. They stood at the door of the kitchen and looked at each other helplessly. Jiang Baiwan muttered: "Master Wei has reached menopause these days? Why does it seem that his temper has suddenly become irritable."

"Forget it, come to Ji Chen, let's play cards." Jiang Baiwan pulled the sleeve of Ji Chen's clothes and tugged gently, "I will let you see today, what is the God of Gamblers!"

In the hall, Tan Mi and Luo Xiao were still sitting face to face. You and I talked a lot between the two people, Tan Mi is very depressed now, she thinks she is also a good person, but when she confronted Luo Xiao, not only did she not get a word out of this kid’s mouth , And faintly fell in the wind.

Looking at Luo Xiao's seemingly sincere smiling face, Tan Mi's angry teeth tickled.

"Tan Mi Luo Xiao, let's play poker," Jiang Baiwan suddenly stepped in at this critical juncture. With two playing cards in her hand, she slapped the table hard, "It happens to be me and Ji Chen. The four of us will come to set up a round of smashing eggs."

Luo Xiao took the lead in expressing his position: "Okay, it just happens that the meal is not good now, everyone is ready to play two games."

"Wait a minute," Tan Mi held the poker card and raised her eyes to look at Jiang Baiwan, "This can't just be playing cards, it must be a little bit extra."

When Ji Chen heard Tim's head, he directly took out a card from his pocket and placed it on the table: "Is this enough?"

Jiang Baiwan was dumbfounded by Ji Chen's wealth and wealth. She picked up the card and stuffed it back into Ji Chen's pocket with some difficulty: "This is too much, there is no need to play such a big card..."

When putting the card back into Ji Chen's pocket, Jiang Baiwan couldn't help but took a peek-this card is also a black card, do these rich people only have black cards all day long?

Tan Mi also laughed: "Mr. Ji, you don’t need to talk about money when playing cards between friends. Let’s play the truth. Let’s play a team of two, and which team loses will be the two of the team. Answer the question, what do you think?"

"Okay, this one is good," Jiang Baiwan's eyes lit up and he took the lead in answering, "I'm a team with Tan Mi, and you two big men in a team, how about?"

Ji Chen and Luo Xiao looked at each other, but the two people who were secretly competing with each other did not refute Jiang Baiwan on this issue, but agreed. Jiang Baiyu shuffled the cards happily, and played the cards skillfully: "Okay, today I will let you know what is the king of thousands of kings."

Luo Xiao smiled and watched Jiang Baiwan shuffle the cards. He suddenly seemed to remember something, and asked Ji Chen next to him in a low voice: "Ji, can you play cards?"

Ji Chen said coldly: "It's okay."

"It's okay, I know you rich people usually go to the casino," Luo Xiao raised his eyebrows, as if he was just chatting casually, "This kind of folk game, maybe you can't play the two girls opposite."

At this time, Jiang Baiwan had already shuffled the cards and began to deal, Ji Chen only had time to look at her, and quickly began to straighten out the cards he got.

Suddenly, the atmosphere in the dining room was still stalemate. Except for Jiang Baiwan, who was heartless, the other three people all worked hard and decided not to lose.

After one round, the combination of Ji Chen and Luo Xiao won.

"I have one left! Can't get out of life and death!" Jiang Baiwan wanted to knock the table with his head angrily, "Forget it, I'm willing to bet the bet, what do you two want to ask?"

Luo Xiao rushed ahead of Ji Chen, and after asking Tan Mi a painless question, he looked at Jiang Baiwan ill-intentionally: "Xiaowan, the question I asked you is, now you choose the standard of boyfriend. ."

Without blinking his eyes, Jiang Baiwan answered without hesitation: "If you have money, you must have money. It's better to have a junior outside. He goes out every day and night to sing songs, leaving me alone at home and tens of millions of mansions. And bank deposits, lonely till dawn."

Luo Xiao:...

Tan Mi couldn't help laughing beside her, tears came out: "Can you still be a little prosperous."

"Isn't this being poor?" Jiang Baiwan looked at Ji Chen, "how about you?"

Ji Chen had just inadvertently compared himself with Jiang Baiwan's standard in his heart. Before he could reach a conclusion, he was caught off guard by Jiang Baiwan's question. He subconsciously asked Jiang Baiyu: "Is what you just said is true?"

"Of course it is true," Jiang Baiwan said solemnly, "Look at my expression, is it serious?"

Ji Chen pursed his mouth and said nothing else-he seems to be quite rich and good-looking, but he won't have a junior outside, and Ye Ye Shengge can't do anything...