Chapter 200： : Important boss haunts, ice and snow confess

The next person came over and said, "Old lady, Sanye Xue is here."

Xue Bingxue was led by someone.

Mrs. Jiang stood up and greeted: "Bingxue, come on, I'll reserve a place for you."

A table of people vacated a seat next to Jiangweier.

Old lady, this is the mandarin duck book.

Xue Bingxue handed the gift in her hand to her servant and walked over: "Aunt Jiang."

Mrs. Jiang smiled kindly: "Sit down."

He stood still, and glanced at Jiangweier.

It was said that the three young masters of the Xue family were very afraid of the little witch of the Jiang family. This was true. The little witch did not speak, so he did not dare to sit.

Jiang Weier tilted Erlang's legs and gave him a blank look: "Look at what I do, tell you to sit down."

Xue Bingxue just sat next to her.

What is the young man's mind? How could the old foxes on the table fail to see that San Ye's thoughts are all on the fifth of Jiang's family.

"Brother Lin."

Erfang Jiang Weili brought the topic to him and asked him: "Have you had a girlfriend?"

Jiang Xiaolin sat upright, in a suit and leather shoes, mature and steady, and replied, "No."

Jiang Weili is a smiling tiger with a smile on his mouth. He jokingly said, "Is it true or not?" The long house grandson is twenty-eight this year, and he hasn't married yet.

Jiang Xiaolin smiled without saying a word, drank tea to himself, never mentioning his personal affairs.

On the side, his father Jiang Wei started questioning. When he opened his mouth, his voice was deep: "You are almost on the run, and there is no news yet. Brother Zhier is young and you have a girlfriend for many years. You have been there all day long. What are you doing?" He was a little dissatisfied.

Jiang Weikai is the eldest son, with the most conservative thinking. He feels that he has to start a family first and then set up a career. But in the past few years, not to mention a serious girlfriend. Jiang Xiaolin has not seen a woman by his side, and the secretary is all a man.

It's too much for not being close to women.

Jiang Fuli answered, jokingly: "Brother Lobby is busy with company affairs. Don't worry, uncle, he is very popular. Several daughters from several families have asked me about him."

Because Jiang's family had a precedent for coming out, Jiang Weikai was particularly concerned about his son's marriage: "How is the family background?"

Jiang Fuli smiled and said, "It's naturally appropriate to ask me here."

Jiang Wei opened his teacup and said directly: "Make time to come out and go on a blind date."

Among the several grandchildren of the Jiang family, Jiang Xiaolin is the most worry-free, thinking that he will respond, but he brushed his father’s will in front of everyone: "Dad, everything else is up to you, my marriage is important. Don't interfere."

"Any girl you like?"

He does not answer.

Jiang Weikai looked unhappy: "I don't care about the other things, the family background is too bad."

Jiang Weili took the brother's words: "What age is it, and it's right to talk about it."

Huh!

Zhou Xufang's teacup dropped.

She froze for a moment, and then wiped off the tea on the table in a hurry: "Sorry."

This seamless acting...

It is estimated that she did not read less about novels in which the male and female protagonist was beaten to a mandarin duck because of the wrong door.

Jiang Zhi raised his eyelid, glanced at her, and the trick continued: "How old is the person, the teacup is still unstable." His tone seemed to accuse.

He sang a black face.

Mrs. Jiang, the patriarch, is about to sing a blank face: "You still said she, you don't want people to wait." She smiled and looked at Zhou Xufang, "Xu Fang ignore him, his ancestor has a bad temper. very."

Zhou Xufang [Qiang Yan Huan] GIF.

It was almost eight o'clock, the old lady called A Gui and said, "Let the kitchen serve the food."

"Yes, old lady."

The dishes were ready in a short while, and just after the start, another visitor came.

"Old lady, Mr. Xu Wu is here."

The Xu family is the maiden of Mrs. Jiang. The fifth gentleman in Jiangchuan’s mouth is the son of the old lady’s younger brother and the fifth oldest among the grandchildren in the family.

The person is still at the door, and the greeting has been heard: "Auntie."

Mrs. Jiang put down her chopsticks: "Why did Bozhi come here? Have you eaten?"

Xu Bozhi is the illegitimate son of the fifth master of the Xu family. Seven years ago, the fifth master lost his son, and there was no single seedling under his knees. Xu Wuye was afraid that no one would die when he was old, so he brought the illegitimate son back to the Xu family and named Bozhi .

Xu Bozhi entered the house: "I haven't eaten yet. My dad asked me to give you some tea. I'm afraid that you will rest later, so you will come early and disturb my aunt for dinner."

When people approached, Zhou Xufang only noticed his eyes.

Xu Bozhi's left eye was broken, and he couldn't move his eyeballs. He should be wearing an artificial eye. He was born with a fierce look again. When looking at people, his eyeball prosthesis protruded, his eyes were too white, and he was a little cripple.

"Jiang Chuan, go and add a pair of chopsticks." Mrs. Jiang again ordered the servants to move a chair over and greeted Xu Bozhi to sit there, "We have just opened the table, you sit down and eat first."

Xu Bozhi was seated just opposite Zhou Xufang.

He was in his thirties, was of medium build, was born rough, and wore a tailored suit. His single eyeball turned to Zhou Xufang: "This is Brother Zhi's girlfriend, right?"

Zhou Xufang looked at Jiang Zhi.

He succinctly said: "This is the Xu family's cousin, called a man."

Zhou Xufang looked at the person and called, "Uncle Cousin."

Xu Bozhi nodded, his right eyeball turned away, and the broken left eyeball was a bit dull, and it was facing Zhou Xufang.

There are many rules in the Jiang family, no food and no words, and the dinner table is very quiet. After Mrs. Jiang put down the chopsticks, he chatted with Xu Bozhi.

"I heard from your dad that you have also worked for the company. How is it? Is it going well?"

Xu Bozhi's appearance does look like a vulgar person, but his words are very similar to Xu's family, and his words are like an ancient person: "With a few brothers helping me, it's going well."

The old lady asked a few more questions, and Xu Bozhi answered them one by one, and the two aunts and nephews had a very happy conversation.

After a meal, the host and the guest enjoyed themselves.

After the meal, Jiang Zhi was called by the old lady. Zhou Xufang sat in the front hall for a while, really uncomfortable, so he found an excuse to digest and left the hall.

In the yard, she ran into Jiang Fuli.

"Miss Zhou."

Zhou Xufang has contacts: "Miss Jiang."

Jiang Fuli's eyes explored: "We saw it in the hospital, do you remember me?" She recognized it just now at the dinner table.

It was not the one who bumped into her in the hospital last time and claimed to be impermanent.

Zhou Xu did not change his face or squint: "I don't remember."

"..."

This can choke a person to death.

Jiang Fuli then reminded me with ‘good intentions’: “You were not very friendly to me at the time.” I didn’t know the reason at the time, but now think about it, it is probably related to Jiang Zhi.

Zhou Xufang's tone was surprised: "Really?" She calmly, "I don't remember."

Don't admit it.

It's an interesting person.

Jiang Fuli held his hands and stood in the shade of the tree, the Tibetan mastiff named Fulai spinning around her feet: "Did you and Jiang Zhi be together back then?"

Zhou Xufang pretended to be dumb seriously: "When?"

Jiang Fuli smiled: "Probably," she paused and thought for a while, "two months ago."

Zhou Xufang: "No." I don't want to talk to her or talk to her.

It just so happened that Fang Ideal's call came.

Zhou Xufang had a reason: "I'm sorry, I'm going to answer the phone." She turned her back, and the people behind her were still teasing the dog.

Zhou Xufang answered, "What's the matter?"

Fang Ideal: "Are you free tomorrow? My film premieres, please go and watch it."

Zhou Xufang was surprised: "You met su

y? "

Fang Ideal was also surprised: "su

y? Who? "

Zhou Xufang was angry: "What did she say?"

Fang Ideal was stunned: "What?!"

Zhou Xufang was even more angry: "Shameless women who seduce other boyfriends are embarrassed to show off everywhere."

Fang Ideal: "Zhou Xufang, Zhou Xufang? Are you Zhou Xufang?"

Zhou Xufang turned his head, glanced at Jiang Fuli, smiled awkwardly, then avoided, and talked on the phone: "What's the matter with Guan Jiangzhi? It's all that woman, she is not ashamed!"

The lines are taken from "My Husband is Super Sweet".

When he was far away, Jiang Fuli couldn't hear it, and Zhou Xufang said, "I just pretended."

"I heard it," Fang Ideal asked, "What's the matter?"

Zhou Xufang is not joking, he is serious: "There is a bad guy who wants to harm my boyfriend."

Fang Ideal: "..."

The word mutilation fully proves that Zhou Xufang hates the bad guy deeply.

At this moment, Jiang Zhi was still in the old lady's room. He was afraid of the cold and was lying on the wooden chair that could set the brazier.

"Brother Zhi, tell me the truth, are you serious about talking with this girl this week?"

Jiang Zhi didn't answer, and asked back: "Am I playing?"

Mrs. Jiang couldn't tell, but she didn't feel right: "Then how is her family background?"

"Never asked." He seemed to have nothing to do with him.

This attitude.

Mrs. Jiang reprimanded: "You are too careless."

He disagreed: "It's just about falling in love, and it's not about getting married right away." He coughed twice, his eyes flooded, his voice dragged, lazy and feeble, "Besides, I don't know if I will survive to get married."

This indifferent appearance was like breaking a jar.

Old Madam Jiang was angry and distressed: "You said this kind of frustrating thing again." She was reluctant to discipline him, and the old lady told him kind words, "Aren't you good? Sun Vice Yuan also told me, your nearest My health is better. After the winter and the weather gets warmer, you can try the new medicine."

New medicine?

It's a new medicine again.

Jiang Zhi said, too lazy to answer.

At this time, Xu Bozhi knocked on the door and shouted outside: "Auntie."

Jiang Zhi got up from the chair: "I'm going back."

"You don't stay overnight?"

He walked out lazily: "Don't stay."

At the door, Xu Bozhi yelled "Brother Zhier". He didn't stop, but he responded, lowering his head and looking at his phone.

Fangbao boyfriend: "Where?"

The ancestor of Fangbao: "In your room."

Jiang Zhi went to the second floor to find her.

She was standing in front of a half-person tall vase, bending over to look at the pattern on it, looking very carefully.

Jiang Zhi locked the door, walked over, hugged her from behind, as if he was boneless, and stuck her whole body: "Go back now, or wait a while?"

Zhou Xufang turned around and said, "Don't you need to sleep here?"

"Afraid you are not used to it, go back to our own place to sleep."

Zhou Xufang said, pointing to the vase and asked, "Jiang Zhi, can I take this vase away?"

Zhou Xufang didn't know that in Jiang Zhi's room, except for the "evil-shielding painting" on the bedside, everything was a valuable treasure. The vase she was fond of was an antique and expensive.

Jiang Zhi didn't plan to tell her, so he asked, "Like it?"

She nodded: "Very beautiful."

She likes beautiful things, such as chandeliers, cotton candy boxes, and Jiang Zhi.

"You can take it away. Everything in this room is yours." Jiang Zhi pulled a chair and sat down, leaning his hand on her waist, looking up at her, the light in his eyes was so gentle, "Me too. ."

Full score in love skills.

Unfortunately, Zhou Xufang is a straight daughter.

Zhou Xufang: "You are not a thing."

Jiang Zhi: "..."

"Jianzhi."

Jiang Zhi pulled her onto her lap and sat, rubbed her teeth on her neck, muffled, "Yeah."

Zhou Xufang shrank back with itchy itching, "Is that cousin Xu's good person or bad person?" She thought that person was weird.

"According to your standards, it should be a bad person."

Zhou Xufang's criteria for defining good people and bad people are very simple. If you murder others, you are bad people, and the rest are all good people.

"What about your standards?"

Jiang Zhi looked at her black and white eyes: "There is no good or bad here. There are only enemies and friends, useful and useless." What the judge should judge.

Zhou Xufang changed his question: "Is he an enemy?"

"Not currently." Jiang Zhi asked, "Are you afraid of him?"

"What are you afraid of?"

"His eyes."

Xu Bozhi's eyes are indeed very scary. After all, they are fake eyes, set in their eye sockets, and when they look at people, they are very creepy.

Zhou Xufang shook his head: "Is he scary of me? He only broke one eye, and I can turn both red." Xu Bozhi shouldn't have scared others, she did.

She is a hundred times scarier than him.

Jiang Zhi’s lover has Xi Shi in her eyes, and she doesn’t think so: "Where are you scary, your eyes are the most beautiful when you turn red."

Zhou Xufang chuckled shyly.

"Jianzhi."

"Ok."

"I heard the cat cry, does the Jiang family have a cat?"

Jiang Zhi said, "It's Jiang Fuxi's cat."

That cat, Jiang Fuxi named Hexi.

"Meow."

"Meow."

Hexi is an orange cat, ten oranges and nine fat, but Hexi is very thin, lying on the windowsill and calling all the time.

The light in the room was very dim, and its owner brought a canned cat over.

Hexi sniffed, shaking the beginning.

Its owner stretched out his hand, grabbed its neck, turned its head back, and squeezed it in the cat can: "Why don't you eat it?"

She said, "You eat it."

"Meow."

The room was large, empty, and echoed: "He likes orange cats very much."

"Meow."

She seemed to be talking to herself: "But why doesn't he like you?"

"Meow."

She got up and opened the window. Moonlight leaked in, mixed with lights and fell on the painting. She only traced a pair of eyes, which were beautiful peach eyes.

The wind blew into the studio, curling up cat hair all over the floor.

On the branches of the moon, the night was just right, and Fulai kept shouting in the yard.

Jiang Weier roared fiercely, and it was quiet.

Xue Bingxue walked on the cobblestone path in the yard: "Don't send it away, it's cold outside."

Jiang Weier didn't wear a jacket, so he wore a sweater, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and walked behind: "The old lady asked me to send it. I have to follow the order of the queen mother." She rubbed and froze. Hand, "I'm sorry, my old lady is messing with mandarin ducks."

The person in front stopped suddenly.

"what happened?"

He was silent for a while, then turned around and said, "There is no mess." He put his hands uncomfortably from the back to the front, and then from the front to the back, and finally put his trousers upright, his apple jelly knot rolled. After a while, I mustered my courage, "Don't you know, I—"

Jiangweier interrupted: "I know."