C30

She called Ji Junyang, "Director Ji, I'm here, but the security won't let me into the district."

"Lin Feng will come over to deal with it." Ji Junyang hung up the phone after saying that. In front of him was the information that Lin Feng had just given him about Ivy. It was a thin piece of paper.

Ivy, male, from Jiangcheng, 25, owner of Waittingbar, family background unknown.

Waitingbar, established five years ago.

It was so simple, as if someone had deliberately erased the traces of this person's past, making it impossible to pry. He only knew that five years ago, he had met Wen QianXun.

Was this really such a coincidence?

After waiting for a few minutes at the door, Lin Feng drove the car out. As she passed through the entrance, he exchanged a few words with the security guards and then got out of the car to walk beside her.

"Assistant Wen, please keep this card. It is your pass to enter and leave this place from now on."

"And the future?" Thousand Creations accepted it doubtfully.

Seeing her reaction, Lin Feng could not help but laugh, "This place, it is not a lagoon or a tiger's cave, right?"

Qian Xun laughed dryly, but was too embarrassed to say that she was unwilling.

"Go on in, the director is waiting for you." Lin Feng gently urged her, but there was a hidden meaning in her eyes.

The doorbell interrupted Ji Junyang's train of thoughts. He picked up the nearby controller and pressed it.

Qian Xun looked at the door as it slowly opened, but there was no one behind the door. He couldn't help but be in a daze.

"What are you still standing there for? Do you want me to invite you?" Ji Junyang's cold voice came from inside.

Qian Xun rolled his eyes. Why was this person always like this when he was speaking? She didn't dare to ask him to come visit his. When Ji Junyang walked in, he had already kept the information.

"Director Ji, these are the documents you need."

She scanned the hall from the corner of her eye. The entire floor was made of marble. The space was very large, and there weren't many furniture. Even though she could tell that each piece was of the highest quality, she couldn't call it by its name.

Black and white were the most primitive colors. They were vividly displayed here, just like the two worlds that he had once experienced.

Ji Junyang took it, glanced at it, and lightly said, "The kitchen has already prepared dishes. Assistant Wen, please call me to the study room on the third floor after you've finished lunch."

Qian Xun's eyes widened as he looked at him, who had just gotten up, "I'm not your nanny."

"Of course, Miss Wen, you are not my nanny, but you are my assistant. In addition to being on duty twenty-four hours a day, you are here and there, and you also take care of part of my personal life. Besides, doesn't Assistant Wen still owe me a meal? I know that Assistant Wen is a bit short on cash recently, so I sent someone to buy the dishes first. "I think it's the best of both worlds, Assistant Wen. What do you think?"

Qian Xun silently cursed. "Of course you're beautiful!" However, thinking about his flat purse, he couldn't help but feel short of breath.

When a person was under a roof, he had no choice but to lower his head. After all, he was now in charge of his own parents.

Seeing that she did not move for a long time, Ji Junyang slightly raised his eyebrows, "Assistant Wen, don't tell me you don't know how to cook." After a pause, he continued, "But that's true. There are a lot of women who can't cook right now. They are afraid that the oil and smoke will burn their skin. "If Assistant Wen would not do so, it would not be a disgrace. I can give you a chance to try it out.

"Who said I wouldn't." Qian Xun snorted. Even though he knew that she had been tricked, she still hooked onto him. She grumpily asked, "Where is the kitchen?"

"To the left, keep walking deeper in and then to the right. Make a soup of two meat dishes and one vegetable soup." Ji Junyang gave out directions and gave out orders.

The kitchens of rich families were different. They were Chinese style on one hand and Western style on the other. There were also two big restaurants. The area added up was probably even bigger than her three bedrooms and two living rooms.

To live alone in such a large house, he was not afraid of wasting it.

There was everything in the fridge, including kitchen utensils and spices, and even a small print apron.

Qian Xun rolled up his sleeves and swiftly started working.

The soup was pork chop and winter melon soup; the fish was steamed with a bit of sago bean; the shredded meat was served with celery and a plate of Shanghai green.

Although her cooking skills weren't as good as the main chef's in the restaurant, a few ordinary dishes were still not a problem for her. She had served his stomach and wondered if it had changed over the years.

He placed everything on the table and went up to the third floor to call him. The door to the study was open, and as he approached he heard him talking on the telephone.

"Alright, Yannan, be good. I'll be back in a few days. Your health isn't too good, don't be too willful …"

Qian Xun's heart twitched. He had to leave in the end and return to that woman's side.

This city couldn't keep him.

She backed away from the door and leaned against the wall, listening to his soft, almost pampered tone as he finished his phone call.

He was very patient with that woman. Unlike when she first met him, he was grumpy and temperamental.

Everyone must meet their nemesis in life. For that person, they can change all their bad habits just to make that person happy.

"What are you doing here?" Ji Junyang suddenly appeared at the door and looked at her with a slightly displeased expression. His tone was slightly tight as if she was spying on him.

Qian Xun was slightly startled as he lightly replied, "It's nothing. The food is ready. I'm going to tell you to go down and eat, but you're on the phone. I don't want to disturb you, so I'm waiting here."

She looked away from him and quietly blinked her eyes. There was a moist glow on her eyelashes. She didn't have the hobby of eavesdropping, she just happened to bump into him, which made her more clear-headed.

Ji Junyang looked at her figure that was leaving first. He seemed to be deep in thought, and the look in his eyes became even more complex and unfathomable.

He then went downstairs. He saw that Qian Xun had already taken off his apron and returned to its original place. "Director Ji, if there's nothing else, I'll head back to work first."

"Your workplace is not just in the office. Besides, Assistant Wen invited me to a meal. I left first, could it be that she lacks a bit of sincerity? "

If it wasn't for the fact that I was afraid An An would reveal the secret, I wouldn't have agreed to treat you to a meal.

But in that case, it was impossible for her to tell him. After scooping up the rice, he buried his face in the rice and didn't dare to look into his eyes. He was afraid that he wouldn't be able to resist asking if he still remembered the girl from the Lotus Pond.

Ji Junyang frowned as he picked up a celery. "Assistant Wen …"

Qian Xun raised his head slightly. His expression was just like five years ago. When he smelled the fragrance of the celery, his depressed mood suddenly improved.

She did it on purpose.

She did not know why she did it, whether it was to tease him or to hide her knowledge of his preferences.

"The food doesn't match with Director Ji's taste?" Qian Xun asked innocently.

"Nothing, I just forgot to tell you. Celery and coriander, and broccoli, are not my favorite dishes." Ji Junyang threw the celery onto the table, with a faint frown concealing the disappointment in his heart.

His little girl knew that he didn't like to eat these things. Although she would teach him that good kids shouldn't be picky with food, she would never let these things get onto the table. However, the woman before him had an ignorant expression. Could it be that his intuition was wrong?

Yet when the taste of the dish fell into his mouth, it gave him a feeling that he hadn't tasted it in a long time.

"Director Ji, I've only seen a child picking his food, while an adult picking yours. You're the first one, what's wrong with celery? It's not like it's poison, it actually made you feel like you were on the battlefield. If I tell anyone, my glasses will fall off."

"So what?" Ji Junyang didn't think much of it, "Do you have anything that you don't like?"

Qian Xun shrugged. "For now, I haven't found anything."

The conversation between the two fell into silence, as if they could not find anything to talk about. They could only hear the sound of chewing.

Thousand Sunsets felt as if he was sitting on pins and needles. This kind of feeling made her depressed. Before, she could act as she pleased in front of him, but now, she had to be extremely cautious. She had to think carefully before speaking.

This kind of feeling made her feel extremely uncomfortable. She was so stifled that the food in her mouth lost its original flavor.

"I'm full. Take your time, I'll wash the dishes later." She hastily put down her utensils, ignored his gaze, got up, and walked out of the restaurant.

The television in the living room was turned on. She sat down on the sofa and switched channels. She did not find what she wanted to watch, so she became a little dispirited.

Being with him was a dangerous thing, and she was afraid she wouldn't be able to control her heart.

When Ji Junyang came over, she hurriedly stood up and said, "I'm going to wash the dishes."

"No need, I've already washed it." Ji Junyang lightly said.

Sure enough, she saw the residue of the water on his hands.

"Then what job do you have? Please instruct me, Director Ji." Facing his oppressive aura, Qian Xun had the urge to flee.

After getting to know him for a long time, he realized that this man was very different from what he remembered. He had become unfathomable, no longer writing his joy, anger, and sorrow on his face, but always looking calm and relaxed.

She wasn't sure what he was thinking, guessing was a dangerous thing for her, and she was afraid she would be caught up in it before she could guess what he was thinking.

"It's nothing, you just have to come with me." He said it lightly, as if this improvisation was the most common thing in the world for him.

Qian Xun was taken aback. "Right now?"

"Is there a problem?" Ji Junyang unhappily asked.

"I don't have any big questions. Can I ask where I am going? How many days do I need to go?"

"San Ya, it's possible that it'll take three to five days, or even half a month."

"Then you must let me go home and prepare some clothes."

It was spring and summer in the whole year, and the climate was very different in San Ya compared to Luo City. If she were to wear it now, she would definitely die.

If he was going on a business trip, he had to tell her that he was taking it easy, so she had to follow his lead. Qian Xun felt that Ji Junyang was trying to do something to her on purpose.

"I still have something to take care of. You go to the second bedroom on the left side of the third floor and help me pack. When we get to the airport, we'll pass your house."

Ji Junyang threw down these words and went upstairs.

He really thought of her as an old lady. Qian Xun stood behind him and punched him. He really wanted to punch her.