Pampering

The smile on Jiang Qingyun's face froze and looked at him in surprise.

Cheng Zhan casually said: "I have a girlfriend, my mother is too worried."

She looked at Cheng Zhan with a serious look for a while, then sipped her drink with a dry smile: "Well, then why don't you tell auntie?"

"Well, not yet time."

Cheng Zhan meant that Xiang Yueming didn't want to expose the relationship between the two. If he told his mother, his mother would definitely do everything possible to meet Xiang Yueming, and even urge him to take Xiang Yueming home.

So he wouldn't say it until he got the consent of Xiang Yueming.

But to other people, he can show that he has an object.

Jiang Qingyun was stunned, and suddenly understood.

It is estimated that the girlfriend who is playing is certainly not suitable for the parents.

Thinking about it, she smiled and said, "My girlfriend looks pretty, right?"

Cheng Zhan said "um".

Jiang Qingyun understood it, and said in a shallow voice: "Understood."

She tilted her head to look at the night outside, the flowers in the yard were blooming, and the fragrance of flowers drifted in.

Jiang Qingyun glanced at the coveted chips in the hall, pushed the cup and handed over, and suggested to Cheng Zhan: "Should you go out for a walk?"

Cheng Zhan glanced at Zhao Minghui, Zhao Minghui gave him a look, and he nodded, "Yes."

It will be quieter outside.

The two got up and walked out, Jiang Qingyun walked in front, Cheng Zhan behind her, and kept a certain distance from her.

After leaving, Cheng Zhan stopped not far away.

He looked down at the phone, and did not receive any news from Xiang Yueming for a day.

Cheng Zhan thought, just about to send her a message, he first received Ding Sumuhao

"Hey."

Cheng Zhan's tone was low, wrapped in the night, and sounded a bit **** and sultry.

"President Cheng, the planning case was sent to your mailbox."

Cheng Zhan said "um": "I'll talk later."

Ding Rangmi reminded: "Tomorrow the plane is at nine o'clock in the morning."

Cheng Zhan has to go to Jiangcheng once, and the recent big project is in the suburbs of Jiangcheng.

"know."

Ding Rangmi is blessed with trouble. "

"Say."

Ding Jianwei said in a shallow voice: "The last time you saw the film and television project, I said hello to the director, and I had a chat when I came back."

"Yes." Cheng Zhan said: "By the way, make an appointment with Boyu."

"understand."

After hanging up the phone, Cheng Zhan noticed that Jiang Qingyun came to him.

He lowered his eyes, the emotions in his eyes were very weak: "Something?"

Jiang Qingyun nodded, smiled and said, "I have a professional question for you."

Cheng Zhan is unclear, so look at her.

Jiang Qingyun explained: "When I come back, I have to take over the company and formally join the company after a while. Then my dad will hold a dinner party. You should come?"

Cheng Zhan put his hands in his pockets, coldly or warmly, "My mother should come."

Jiang Qingyun smiled stiffly: "Huh?"

Cheng Zhan said indifferently: "I don't have time."

Jiang Qingyun smiled and did not force it.

"If you have time, give me a look."

"Say it."

Cheng Zhan never gives promises easily, let alone to women who are not familiar with him.

Even the daughter of family acquaintances does not have such a big face.

Jiang Qingyun nodded. She looked up at the crescent moon in the night sky and said with a smile: "The moon in China is much brighter than that in foreign countries."

Cheng Zhan raised his eyes.

He looked at the crescent moon hanging high in the night sky, bright and bright.

Not knowing what he thought of, Cheng Zhan suddenly smiled: "Indeed, it's beautiful."

Jiang Qingyun was taken aback and looked at him in surprise: "You like the moon very much?"

"It's okay." Cheng Zhan's tone softened a little, and he let go of the cold alienation, obviously willing to talk about the moon.

Jiang Qingyun paused, pursing his lips and said, "The weather is good today and the moon is beautiful."

"Ok."

Cheng Zhan responded.

Jiang Qingyun looked at him: "By the way, I have read a book before, which analyzed the moon or something, and said that different moons represent different moods or something. Are you interested?"

Cheng Zhan raised his eyelids, "Is there any book like this?"

"Of course, there are even constellation books, how could there be no moon books."

Cheng Zhan casually agreed: "Very interesting."

Jiang Qingyun continued to talk down the moon, and she found that Cheng Zhan was a little more powerful than she thought.

Not much, but every sentence is the main point.

After chatting for a while, Jiang Qingyun looked at him: "Brother Cheng Zhan."

She pointed: "Can you help me get two glasses of juice out?"

She smiled and said, "I feel tired after wearing high heels for a long time, so I don't want to go in."

Cheng Zhan looked at her for a few seconds before nodding lightly.

Others are indifferent, but the most basic gentleman's demeanor is there. What's more, the two do know each other, and it is not difficult to get a glass of juice.

But Cheng Zhan didn't expect that in just over ten minutes, the two people chatting and handing out juices were taken by someone with a heart, and netizens started to look at pictures and tell stories.

Cheng Zhangang and Jiang Qingyun entered the house, and Zhao Minghui turned to look at him: "How is it?"

"How about what?" Cheng Zhan looked sloppy and looked at her: "Mom, she has a boyfriend."

Zhao Minghui was taken aback, and said in surprise: "Really?"

"Ok."

Cheng Zhan took a sip of the juice: "Even if it doesn't, I have no idea."

Zhao Minghui choked, she disliked looking at him slightly, and just about to talk, Cheng Zhan's cell phone rang.

Zhao Minghui glanced, raised an eyebrow and asked, "Who?"

"Ding Jun!

"Company business?"

"uncertain."

Cheng Zhan looked at her: "I'll go out and answer the phone."

Zhao Minghui smiled at the person who said hello to one side and said, "I will go out with you to blow the wind."

The mother and son walked out of the hall.

Cheng Zhan put on the phone: "What's the matter?" Ding Meixiyan slandered Jia. He paused, and said in a low voice, "Cheng, you were filmed."

Cheng Zhan paused and squinted his eyes: "What do you mean?"

The photo of Ding Miao yan smashed the dam and churned Sihe Jiang is very hot. "

"How long has it been exposed?"

"half an hour."

Cheng Zhan's face became cold, and he said solemnly, "What's the situation now?"

Ding Binfan 718 is a little nervous: "I am thinking of a way to withdraw, but it has been half an hour on the hot search, and I should have seen everything that I should see."

Cheng Zhan pondered for a moment, and said lightly: "No need to withdraw."

Ding Linghui: "Cheng, are you sure?"

"Yeah." Cheng Zhan's tone was calm, and he analyzed the wave: "It has been withdrawn, but it gives people space to reverie. This is nothing more than an unimportant and unreal piece of news. Let it be treated coldly.

"understand."

After hanging up the phone, Zhao Minghui looked at him in surprise: "What? His face is so ugly?"

Cheng Zhan looked down at her: "Mom."

"Huh?" Zhao Minghui looked at him with such a serious expression for the first time, and was a little uneasy for a while: "What happened?"

"No."

Cheng Zhan slowly mentioned the things on the Internet, and finally reminded: "Don't worry about these things. It's impossible for me and Jiang Qingyun, and neither does it with others."

Zhao Minghui choked and looked at him with hatred for iron and steel, "Then you can bring me a girlfriend home."

"can."

Cheng Zhan nodded suddenly: "Take her home to see you after a while."

Zhao Minghui was taken aback, staring at him wide-eyed: "Do you have a girlfriend?"

Her lips moved, as if she had discovered something terrible: "Really?"

Cheng Zhan: "..."

He is powerless: "I look like someone who can't find a girlfriend?"

"No." Zhao Minghui retorted: "It's not that you haven't shown... you like women."

Speaking of last, Zhao Minghui still has something to do with it.

She almost accepts that her son likes men.

Cheng Zhan grew up without many female friends. Except for the familiar ones, he didn't pay much attention to others.

She looked at Cheng Zhan's cold expression, somewhat curious: "Do you really have a girlfriend?"

"Ok."

"Then why didn't you say it before?"

Zhao Minghui glared at him: "I have been worrying about it for so long, and wrinkles have appeared."

"..."

Cheng Zhan was speechless for a while, and explained: "It's not the time yet."

"Why is it not time?"

Zhao Minghui looked at him: "Don't you just want to play?"

"No." Cheng Zhan said weak: "Mom, how can you think so?"

Zhao Minghui blinked and thought for a while and said, "No?"

She looked at her son in shock: "Your girlfriend hates you? Don't want others to know that you are her boyfriend?"

Cheng Zhan paused, and said, "Almost."

Zhao Minghui: "..."

She remained silent for a while, and patted Cheng Zhan on the shoulder: "That must be because you are not doing well enough, please do well."

Cheng Zhan didn't explain much, but responded lightly.

Suddenly, Zhao Minghui thought of the point. She raised her eyes to look at Cheng Zhan, pointed and said, "The picture just now, don't you call your girlfriend to explain?"

Cheng Zhan glanced at the silent cell phone and said in a calm tone: "Go back and talk about it."

Zhao Minghui raised her eyebrows disapprovingly, "Explain as soon as possible."

"Yeah." Cheng Zhan added: "Mom, don't be curious about her. I promised her not to talk to others."

Zhao Minghui looked at his eyes and snorted softly: "Your mother, am I such a confused person?"

She walked into the house and threw a disgusting sentence: "Knowing that you are in an underground relationship now, it doesn't matter to you."

Cheng Zhan: "..."

He stood there for a while, glanced at the mobile phone that didn't move, and after thinking about it, he followed Zhao Minghui into the hall.

I'll talk later.

-

When Xiang Yueming got home, it was still early.

She looked around, and Cheng Zhan hadn't returned yet. She reached out and rubbed her neck, a little sore.

Xiang Yueming went straight to the bathroom.

After coming out of the shower, she went into the cloakroom and looked around. Many things were bought and given to her by Cheng Zhan.

Xiang Yueming looked up, not knowing what was thinking.

Suddenly, Cheng Zhan's voice came from outside.

"Why are you here?"

Xiang Yueming raised his eyes to look at him. It was still the same suit from the news. He took off the suit and put it on his wrist. It was matched with a white shirt without a bow tie. It looked less formal and a little casual. feel.

She looked up slowly and landed on his glasses.

Noting her gaze, Cheng Zhan's eyebrows raised slightly, "What are you looking at?"

"look at you."

Xiang Yueming smiled: "Brother is really handsome today."

Cheng Zhan frowned, feeling that her words were a bit wrong.

"Watching the news?"

He asked directly.

Xiang Yueming was startled, and nodded: "I saw it."

Cheng Zhan paused, leaning against one wall, looking down at her: "Why don't you ask me."

"what?"

Xiang Yueming took two pajamas out of the closet and turned his head to look at him: "Which one looks good?"

Cheng Zhan raised his eyes, one thing was a red suspender nightdress, another was a white lace style, which was almost transparent.

His Adam's apple rolls lightly, his tone is a bit lower, and he is sultry: "Wear tonight?"

Xiang Yueming nodded, and cast a wink at him: "Yes, which one do you like, brother."