The Group Pet Goose is the White Moonlight of the Paranoid Boss

Jiang Zhe felt that Qin Jingchen's eyes had been watching him, he raised his head and glanced in his direction, and met Qin Jingchen's eyes.

The man smiled lightly and rolled up the sleeves of his white shirt, revealing his strong forearms and wrists.

Jiang Zhe lowered his eyes again.

Yang Feiliu Wufeizheng sent a message: I don't know who is so strange recently, who has been asking for a lot of money for the sound of playing the piano. Those who are chosen have a remuneration of fifty million. Didn't I say, why don't you try it too?

JZ: Not interested.

Yang Feiliu can't fly: Forget it, I know you find it troublesome. However, many people have been looking for piano sounds to pass on, but it is said that they have been beaten back. Who knows what kind of piano sound the gold master wants! Can Mozart do it? What about Chopin's and Liszt's?

Jiang Zhe has a hit and miss, Yang Feiliu can't fly: Xiao Zhe, do you really not accept the case of seeking a doctor and a hacker?

JZ: No time, no interest.

Yang Feiliu can't fly: [heartbroken expression] Okay, it's all nine digits. They also said that it comes with a bottle of limited edition wine.

JZ: I bought it myself.

When Jiang Zhe looked up again, Qin Jingchen had already prepared the food.

He made a serving of all the dishes in the refrigerator.

"You can wash your hands and eat."

Jiang Zhe went over and saw that the weights of the dishes and vegetables were even, which looked pleasing to the eye.

Dumplings, steaks, fried eggs, broccoli on the plate, everything that can be kept even is kept even.

Jiang Zhe washed his hands, wiped them off with two tissues, pulled out the chair and sat down.

"Try it." Qin Jingchen handed her the cutlery.

Jiang Zhe took it and cut a piece of steak into the mouth.

"It's not bad." When her enchanting fox eyes were pleased, she raised her upper eye line, and the bottom of her eyes was pure.

Pure and Desire If there is a picture next to it, Qin Jingchen thought, it must match Jiang Zhe's appearance at the moment.

Desire is her appearance, purely her background.

Qin Jingchen was relieved. Facing the recipe, he didn't overturn the car because of his hand.

The corner of his lips smiled lightly: "Is it the first to win more than half of the game, right?"

"You can understand that too." Jiang Zhe continued to eat.

After dinner, the rain outside did not stop.

Qin Jingchen took her to the guest room.

"Rest here tonight. Tell me anything."

Jiang Zhe glanced at it. Although the decoration of the house is simple, there are many things that should be there.

She nodded and looked back at Qin Jingchen.

Qin Jingchen read "why are you still here" in her eyes.

He laughed, with a doting expression on his face, and withdrew.

Jiang Daji, it's really right, just standing there, she has been able to deceive people's hearts, as if she will hook people's souls away.

But that character is the most deserted, like an emotionless machine.

The skin, which is completely contrary to the character, almost drives people crazy.

...

In the middle of the night, the head of the JZ Institute of Medicine received a call from Feng Ye, and a carp stood up straight from the bed.

"What about Tang Jianxi?"

"It's Tang Jianxi's business."

The person in charge was in a state of confusion, grabbed a handful of hair, "You said."

"This person can't be kept." Feng Ye's voice was casual and indifferent, and he broke off a flower beside him.

"Hey, don't worry, I'll take care of it for you. Fire, fire!"

"Then what were you nervous about?"

"Isn't it raining heavily outside? Don't be nervous in the middle of the night."

Of course he is going to be nervous. If the ancestors said that they can't keep them, what if Feng Ye said they want to keep them?

Fortunately, the two sides actually said the same thing.

The next day, the rain washed away the dark clouds, and the whole sky was blue.

The air was filled with the smell of mud and grass swept out by the rain.

Jiang Zhe took a deep breath and walked out with Qin Jingchen.

Qin Jingchen drove the car by himself, and Jiang Zhe sat in his co-pilot's seat.

"There are cherries over there." Qin Jingchen said.

Jiang Zhe stretched out his arm and grabbed it gently. The crystal portable fruit box, the cherries washed in it, were still in pairs, which was pleasing to the eye.

She wanted to eat chewing gum, but she was attracted by the cherries, so she picked it up and started eating.

Fresher and sweeter than the cherries outside, as if they had just been picked, Jiang Zhe is very picky when it comes to fruit. He used to eat only good ones, but there was no better time than this.

"Send me to the orphanage." Jiang Zhe said.

Qin Jingchen navigated the orphanage she said, "go there often?"

"When you are free." Jiang Zhe said casually.

Although Qin Jingchen didn't specifically investigate her, he also knew about her situation in Jiang's family.

According to the location of Huaishu Street Middle School, which she studied before, from the orphanage, she probably came more often than he thought.

Soon she arrived at the destination, holding the fruit box, picked up the schoolbag, and said goodbye to him freely.

Looking at her back without looking back, Qin Jingchen pinched his eyebrows with his fingers, as if something had been taken away by her, and he only left a body here.

He stretched out his hand to pick up the bead, and after thinking for a while, he did not dial it.

...

The monthly leave is only two days, once a month.

It will be over in the blink of an eye.

The students in the class couldn't help but sigh. The holiday that finally arrived was coming so soon, and when they came back, they had to receive a crit on their monthly test scores.

Misfortunes do not come singly.

Xiao Meng sat on the seat, curling her fingers around the edge of the page, waiting for the results.

Xia Enci and Song Xingyu also became nervous.

Four-eyed boy came back to report the news: "I saw Chen Zehao come here."

Jiang Zhe knew that Mrs. Chen was a thief. Although she had taught her a lesson last time, with this agreement, she would not give up.

Sure enough, in Director Han's office.

Mrs. Chen put her brand-name bag on the desk with a proud look: "Director Han, has Xiao Meng's grades come out? Last time she said yes, if she doesn't get good grades, she can't stay in No. 1 Middle School."

Although No. 1 Middle School has no precedent for expelling students because of poor grades, in order to appease Mrs. Chen last time, this agreement was indeed agreed to her.

Xiao Meng herself firmly agreed.

"Mrs. Chen, it's true that the results will be released today, but there are still some students whose scores have not been counted yet. Why don't you go back first, we'll finish the process here, and then call you?" Director Han held a calm attitude.

"I'm playing mahjong anyway, and I'm bored. I'll just sit here and wait today. By the way, let my son come over."

Director Han was helpless, so he had to let her stay, and by the way let someone call Chen Zehao over.

Luo Qiaoyin said softly, "Director Han, let me count the scores first."

"Farewell, bring all the test papers from your class and count them in front of me." Mrs. Chen said.

"This..." Luo Qiaoyin frowned.