Chapter 86

When she looked up, she saw Jing chihan standing at the door with his eyes full, pursing his lips and looking at her.

Jos's heart beat: "king, King general?"

"Take another shift and finish this." He handed her a document and left.

Do you need him to send a document in person?

After gazing at his back for a while, Jos opened the document and found that it was all white paper with a note in it.

"I'll see you in the parking lot at seven. I'll be home for dinner tonight."

Jos: "it's..."

Is it still a child to pass notes in this way? Can't you call?

She make complaints about her computer, but she also puts down her backpack.

Colleagues on duty to the latest, 6:30 also left, joss 6:50 on time downstairs, to the parking lot, sure enough, see the backlight position, a familiar Jaguar is parking there.

She pinched her fingers, a little nervous, but still walked over.

There was no light in the car. Jing zhehan sat in the driver's seat and looked at her with a light look.

The door snapped open, and joss got into the co driver's seat, buckled his seat belt and asked awkwardly, "Mr. Jing, do you mean to go to the president's home for dinner?"

"Well." He answered casually and drove the car.

Jos was a little nervous. "I'll go home and change my clothes first. It's too casual."

Jing chihan glanced at her, and her eyes were light: "it doesn't matter. If you put on the dress, they won't accept you."

Jos: "although it's true, it's not a deliberate attack to say so directly?

After driving for half an hour, he arrived at the destination. With his backpack in his hand, he got out of the car and looked at the front door of the villa. He took a deep breath, and his fingers could not help cooling.

Jing chihan took her hand.

Joss shivered, his fingertips trying to pull away.

The man clenched her, light way: "acting full set, remember your present identity."

Jos nodded, swallowed, and finally relaxed himself.

The doorbell rang, and soon the servant opened the door, and they went in.

Xue Ying is helping to set the dishes in the living room on the huge first floor. When she sees them coming, she hands the plate to the servant and walks over: "I thought you were going to be late again. It's not time to start the meal yet. Come here and do it first."

And she took Jos by the hand.

Qiao Si can't help but tremble. Xue Ying turns her head to look at her and comforts her kindly: "don't be nervous. Although you didn't come here very well last time, you have to learn to adapt. Now that you are with cherhan, you always have to come back often."

Joss nodded awkwardly, but secretly looked at Jing chihan and asked him for help.

Jing zhehan pinched her palm and gave her silent comfort.

Two people sit on the sofa, Xue Ying's attitude and the last time, gentle, virtuous, although do not see much enthusiasm, but at least will not let people feel cold.

Xue Ying doesn't like joss, very much. There is no mother who wants her son to have a girlfriend whose status is too low. In her opinion, Jos's personality may be OK. She seems to be a self-centered and clean family. But such a woman is still not worthy of her son.

She treated joss politely only because of her years of education and her son's face. She told Xiang Yun before that this wrong relationship between men and women, as long as she was willing to wait, would always wait for them to end.

She has the same attitude now, and she doesn't have to stop them, because she knows that this disproportionate relationship, even if it doesn't have to be stopped by anyone, will always end.

As for when it will end, it is only a matter of time.

She's not in a hurry. She's calm. She's calm.

So now she can be kind and gentle to Joss, because she can do it even to an ordinary guest.

After chatting about unimportant topics in the living room for a while, Xue Ying got up and went up to the second floor.

As soon as she left, joss immediately said, "the president's wife doesn't like me."

Jing chihan glanced at her, not surprisingly: "I'm surprised that she likes you."

Jos frowned: "Mr. Jing, the president's wife is so gentle. They all show that they don't like me. After a while, the President... Won't he beat me?"

"Oh." Jing Che said with a cold smile, "No

Joyce still can't rest assured. She can't help complaining: "I said we should go back and change clothes first. It's too casual. The president must think we don't pay enough attention to it."

Jing chihan patted her on the back and said, "it's OK."

This consolation was of no use at all. Joss was still very nervous. His eyes were fixed on the second floor, and he was thinking about how to speak for a while without being beaten.

After a full ten minutes, the sound of closing the door came from the second floor.

Xue Ying holds Jing Zhentian down.

Joss quickly stood up, and Jing chihan also stood up carelessly.

Jing shakes the day not to be angry but the Mou son of Wei swept in two human beings for a while, again draw back the vision, the voice color is indifferent: "I am not to say, don't take the no three no four person to the home."

Jos's face flushed, and his greeting was swallowed back.

Jing qiehan said faintly: "my father is confused. There are no three or four people here."

Xue Ying frowned: "through the cold."

Jing chihan looked at her, breathed, and took Jos's hand to announce.

Jing Zhen's face turned blue in the weather. Xue Ying said, "OK, OK, eat first, eat first."

When they got to the dining room, they sat down. Jingzhen's eyes were fixed on Jos. Jos felt uncomfortable.

"There's something I want to announce when I come here today." Before dinner, Jing chihan said: "I've registered with joss to get married."

Joyce almost closed his eyes on the spot, not daring to look at the expressions of the president and his wife.

Quiet.

be quiet.

Dead quiet.

Even the servants who were waiting on the side of the house were breathing tightly, and the atmosphere did not dare to breathe.

A few seconds later, Jing Zhentian slapped the table and yelled: "I'm not allowed!"

Jing chihan looked as usual: "it's registered. You can't be sure. It's meaningless."

"Cherhan, you are so impulsive." Xue Ying was also frightened, a pair of beautiful Phoenix eyes, turned several circles on Qiao Si, finally calmed down and asked: "Miss Qiao, what Che Han said is true?"

Joss swallowed and murmured, "yes... It's true."

Xue Ying heaved a heavy breath and stood up: "chihan, we need to talk."

"Yes." Jing zhehan sat on the chair steadily, and didn't want to get up.

Jing shook the sky with a pair of fierce eyes, staring at Jos. The more he pinched his fist, the tighter he was. Just when Jos thought he was really going to beat himself, the old man suppressed his anger and asked calmly: "how much money do you want? Everyone has a price. Let's say, how much do you want."