Chapter 119

At the same time, with a bang, Jiang Jiayi presses the soup cup on the edge of the plate. Ren Lina is startled. She immediately stands up and reaches for her hand to help, but the soup cup is too hot for her to touch directly.

Fortunately, the servant came quickly behind him to help clean up the mess and rearrange the dishes.

Ren Lina looked at Jiang Jiayi with worried eyes, "are you ok? Is it hot? "

Jiang Jia Yi shakes her head, a face sorry back: "no, I'm sorry aunt Ren, uncle Qiao, I didn't mean to."

Qiao Dingxiang didn't make a sound. Ren Lina said gently, "it's OK. It's nothing wrong. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have made you busy. Fortunately, you're not hot. Otherwise, we're embarrassed."

Jiang Jiayi pretends to be pathetic with Ren Lina, and glances at Song Xi without any trace. However, Song Xi still seems to have no idea. She stands behind George Sheng in a daze. She just saw that. With George Sheng's tug, Song Xi bumps into Song Xi.

Thinking about it, Jiang Jiayi bypassed Song Xi and sat down beside George Sheng. Then she turned her head and said, "Song Xi, sit down."

George Sheng didn't look back, and even didn't move. The anger in Song Xi's heart suddenly ran to the top of her head. Almost, almost, she was about to get angry.

But at the most angry moment, song Yuanqing appeared in her mind. She thought that song Yuanqing held her hand and asked her how she was now; After hearing the affirmative answer from her, his moist eyes looked comforting.

Because of George Sheng, she was able to see song Yuanqing at a time outside the regulations. Because of this, Song Xi broke her teeth and had to swallow them in her stomach.

Although Georges Sheng didn't look back, his mind was all on Song Xi. He was also guessing how long and how far she could endure such a young lady who had never been wronged. If Song Xi couldn't bear to turn over, it was his expectation, but Song Xi just pulled open the empty chair on Jiang Jiayi's left side and sat down silently.

Such a move not only surprised George Sheng, but also surprised Jiang Jiayi and Ren Lina.

Jiang Jiayi was surprised that Song Xi could sit beside her quietly; Ren Lina is surprised. No matter what, Song Xi is now Georges' legal wife, but there is a Jiang Jiayi between her and Georges.

There were so many five seconds on the table, it was completely quiet. Song Xi straightened his back, and there was no joy or anger on his beautiful face.

Everyone's thoughts were different, so no one took the lead in speaking. In the end, Qiao Dingxiang took the lead in using chopsticks and said, "eat."

Qiao Dingxiang makes a speech, and then everyone moves chopsticks one after another. Ren Lina helps Qiao Dingxiang arrange the dishes, and Jiang Jiayi brings Ren Lina the dishes. They look at each other and smile. It's a happy picture.

Georges Sheng's remaining light is blocked by Jiang Jiayi. He can't see the expression on Song Xi's face or her food. He thinks that there are two reasons why Song Xi can do this.

First, it's very tolerant. Second, she doesn't care at all.

Because I don't care about him, I don't care whether there is a third person between them.

It turns out that Georges Sheng guessed right. At first, Song Xi was very angry, and the anger almost overturned the heavenly hood. But after she was angry, she comforted herself. What's the good feeling? She doesn't like George Sheng. Why compete with Jiang Jiayi?

Thinking about this, I feel much more comfortable.

Ren Lina even gave Qiao Dingxiang several kinds of dishes, looked at his face, quietly asked about the taste.

Qiao Dingxiang didn't seem to have any appetite today. He just moved a few chopsticks and waved his hand, indicating not to clip him any more.

George Sheng looked at Qiao Dingxiang and asked in a voice, "not to your taste?"

Qiao Dingxiang let out a "hum" and saw that Jiang Jiayi couldn't keep her face because she cooked most of today's dishes.

Ren Lina voice ease, "your father's appetite is not good in recent days, I let the kitchen for him under the bowl of noodles."

George Sheng looked at Qiao Dingxiang and asked, "Dad, would you like some pimple soup?"

Qiao Dingxiang thought for a moment, "I haven't eaten for a long time."

Ren Lina immediately said, "I'll let the kitchen do it. Would you like to have the clear soup or the original juice?"

Before Qiao Dingxiang could respond, George Sheng said, "let Song Xi go. She will do this."

Song Xi, who had never heard of anything outside the window, was suddenly named and had to raise her head. When she saw that several people on the table had different faces, she kept silent.

George Sheng didn't turn his head. He used to tell people, "my father can't eat too salty. It's a little light."

Song Xi doesn't wait to answer, but Jiang Jiayi, who is beside him, says first, "shall I do it? I can make pimple soup, too. "

Georges Sheng face unchanged, said: "northerners things, southerners can not do that taste."

Face to face straight face, Jiang Jiayi obvious face hanging, eyes do not know where to put.

Song Xi puts down his chopsticks, gets up and goes to the kitchen. Ren Lina peeks at George Sheng, but it's hard to say anything blatantly. She can only talk to Jiang Jiayi with a smile.

After a while, Song Xi came with a bowl of pimple soup. George Sheng took a look at it. He wanted to laugh because it was the original recipe, persimmon pan with a poached egg on it. It's not creative, but it's the same style.

Song Xi put the bowl in front of Qiao Dingxiang, and without saying hello or polite words, he went back to his seat.

Or Georges Sheng helped her sell a piece, said: "Dad, you try."

Qiao Dingxiang picked up the spoon, Ren Lina from the side said, "careful hot."

As if watching anorexia patients work miracles, they stare at Qiao Dingxiang eating. Originally, Song Xi didn't care much. At last, Sheng Sheng was nervous by the atmosphere, and began to care about Qiao Dingxiang's feeling after eating.

Until Qiao Dingxiang nodded, Ren Lina asked, "is it delicious?"

Qiao Dingxiang responded with practical action. He picked up the spoon and took another bite.

This time, Jiang Jiayi's face was completely ugly. She worked so hard to make a big table of dishes that she was defeated by a bowl of ten minute instant pimple soup.

Song Xi doesn't care, but at this moment, she is also a little cool. For the first time in her life, she is complacent because she can make pimple soup.

When the servant passed by, Georges Sheng said as usual, "help me with a bowl of pimple soup."

The servant stood in the same place and seemed to be in a bit of a dilemma. After a pause, he said, "no, let the kitchen do it again for you?"

George Sheng is false model false kind of bow to eat, smell speech, light way: "no even."

But in the heart but inevitable scolded Song Xi, let her do a bowl of pimple soup, ya really only do a bowl? This is to use her white flour, or her persimmon, who save material?

This meal is destined to be enjoyed only by Qiao Dingxiang himself. He has seldom eaten such a big bowl of food. Today is the first time.