Chapter 16

"The water of these rich families is too deep." Chun Jin tut twice.

Ning Jiao waved her finger: "rich people also score in many ways. For example, our Ning family, although rich, is also called rich at most. However, the influence of Bo family, which has been inherited from several generations, has risen to the international level."

Ning Jiao still did not understand: "why does Bo Xiushen live next door to your house? Is there a golden hill hidden under the foundation of this apartment building

Ning Jiao asked Liang qiange again: "Miss Liang, what is it like to be a neighbor with President Bo? He's also helping you with your dishes. Oh, he's so enthusiastic. Don't you like you? "

Liang qiange was speechless: "it's probably a little work. Besides, he and I are not just neighbors."

"Oh, not just neighbors?"

Liang qiange ignored her: "you ask Chunji."

Ning Jiao looks at Chunji, and Chunjin replies: "Bo Xiushen is the biggest investor in the movie" deep sea ", and has injected more than four billion yuan into the film. Does qiange belong to his staff now? Well, it's almost the staff. They met during the day at the audition

There was also an intimate drama.

At the end of the sentence, Chunjin didn't say that. Ning Jiao was too surprised. She was afraid that when Bo Xiushen came to dinner for a while, Ning Jiao said something too much, which would embarrass qiange.

Ning Jiao is a daughter of gold. She doesn't worry about food and drink. She has to support her family.

A meal, Liang qiange finished, it's already half past nine.

She washed her hands and directed Ning Jiao to bring the last dish to the table, and then she knocked on the opposite door. The door didn't close.

It's dim. The light is dim.

Bo Xiushen is in the living room.

Liang qiange subconsciously lowered his voice and said, "the meal is ready."

Bo Xiushen "en" voice, because of the backlight, Liang qiange can not see his expression, only see the man to the laptop to buckle, and then come out, with her to go next door.

Chun Jin and Ning Jiao are stiff in front of Bo Xiushen. They were noisy just now, but now they are as quiet as a chicken.

The most generous is Liang Xiaoyi.

The little guy took the initiative to entertain the guests, handed him bowls, chopsticks, napkins and water.

Bo Xiushen saw that he was busy. He picked up the child and put it on his knee. He said, "don't fall."

When Liang qiange came out, she saw Bo Xiushen holding her son. She frowned. She always felt that the picture was a little dazzling. She called out, "little translator, sit down and don't make trouble with your uncle!"

Bo Xiushen looked up at Liang qiange and said, "I hold him. Don't talk about him."

Liang qiange:

How strange is your tone?

After all, Liang Xiaoyi climbed down from his uncle and sat down beside him. He turned around and said, "my uncle and I sit next to each other."

Thin Xiushen couldn't help but smile and rubbed the little guy's hair.

Liang qiange still felt uncomfortable, but he didn't say anything. He asked everyone to take their seats.

The meal is ready, and everyone is on the table. Chunjin and Ning Jiao squeeze into the corner to sit. They eat stuffy from the beginning to the end. They don't say much. It's a big difference from the eloquent appearance just now.

Chunjin misunderstands Ning Jiao. Even if Ning Jiao knows that Liang qiange and Bo Xiuchen have gone through intimate drama, she will never talk nonsense in front of Bo Xiushen, because she has no courage, she only dares to be horizontal in the nest.

After two people eat quickly, float to the balcony to escape the wind head.

On the dining table, only a man and a woman and a little doll were left in an instant.

During the meal, Bo Xiushen finds that Liang qiange likes to eat celery, but the only dish of celery fried meat on the table is placed in front of him, so he reaches out his chopsticks to put the vegetables in her bowl.

Liang qiange was stunned for the first time, saying that she didn't need to, but Bo Xiushen was still sandwiched. She thought about it for a while, and finally she ate it with honesty.

In the end, Bo Xiushen ate first, but he didn't get off the table. He only supported his chin with one hand, and with the other hand, he sometimes sandwiched vegetables for Liang qiange and Liang Xiaoyi from time to time. His manner was natural and his eyes went back and forth on both of them. It seemed that he should have done so.