Kiss Goodnight, Mr.Ji

One thing is clear.

After all, this man is about to become the supreme leader of this country. She has no intention of gaining anything, but she does not want to continue to be hostile to him. It really offended him, and did nothing for her.

Even if she was angry and dissatisfied, after so many years, it has already been resolved. Why should she not hold on to the things that year.

Just as ordinary friends get along... No, their relationship may not be close enough to friends, at best just acquaintances. He himself said that they had known each other for so many years.

Thinking of this, Jing Tong was relieved, she exhaled slowly, and showed a false polite smile to Jiang Yu: "Then I'm welcome."

Jiang Yu's pupils contracted, and his face still looked cold, not relieved by her words.

Jing Tong did not mind, and continued to look at the scenery outside the window.

Jiang Yu suddenly discovered that perhaps he would rather this woman continue to face him, which at least shows that she still has expectations for him.

She let go of her sting, not because she accepted him, but because his words and deeds would no longer affect her.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yu's eyes grew colder and colder, and finally he could only say "huh".

...

An hour later, they finally settled on the plane. Jing Tong was so tired that he couldn't do it all day. Without greeting, he went directly to the only bedroom on the plane and went to bed.

Jiang Yu naturally would not object, but his face became more indifferent when he saw the woman closing the door and isolating him from the outside.

The guard had just turned on the computer, and had planned to take advantage of the opportunity to prepare documents and files. When he accidentally saw the cold face of his head, he felt a palpitation.

"Minister, otherwise you go in for a rest?"

"No." Jiang Yu crossed her fingers and pondered for a while, "Give me Jingtong's files. Does the company she works for now know anyone's details?"

"No. Miss Jing is very low-key in the company, but the relationship is good." The guard transferred the file.

"Good relationship? Do you have many friends?"

"Friends in the true sense...should be zero. I didn't expect Miss Jing to serve as Ye Shengge's bridesmaid. As far as I know, she doesn't have many personal relationships with Ye Shengge."

"At least Ye Shengge knows her true identity and background." Jiang Yu's fingers bent and gently tapped on the desktop. "After tomorrow's visit, give her company's personnel manager a phone call, no need to say anything, make a hint. Just fine."

The guard was a little confused: "Minister, what is the suggestion?"

Jiang Yu glanced at him: "Beijing is her home and the place where she grew up. She needs real friends."

At least he can keep her by his side and create enough opportunities to meet.

The guard froze for a moment and suddenly understood.

"Yes." He nodded quickly, but he couldn't help vomiting in his heart. He didn't expect his own minister to have such a black stomach.

...

Jing Tong slept until the plane landed.

When she woke up, she was a little confused, so that she almost fell when she got off the plane. Fortunately, Jiang Yu helped her in time.

The scorching temperature in the palm of the man made Jing Tong awake, and she shook Jiang Yu's hand away.

"No, I can go by myself." She laughed dryly.

This action deepens the coldness of the man's eyes. He clenched his right hand into a fist, and eventually did nothing.