On Friday night, when Zhong Wenjing arrived at the place he had made an appointment with Jiang Wen, he was already there. She is a little bit pleased, usually the punctuality of a man is to this person is valued, at least reflects the sincerity.

After the two met, Jiang Wen handed her a book. Zhong Wenjing doubted, "is that the book you wrote?"

"No, it's written by a writer I like very much. I just went to the bookstore and bought one for you." Jiang Wen said lightly.

Zhong Wenjing was so happy that she bought a book for her. Isn't it interesting for her? So she was very excited and looked at the contents of the book carefully.

It was a book about psychology. She didn't know what it was about. She couldn't see why for a while.

During the meal, she talked about a lot of topics, and Jiang Wen was able to talk. They had a good time talking with each other, which made Wenjing more happy. She even thought about whether she would really turn him back tonight?

As a result, Jiang Wen directly told her: "Wenjing, I want to buy a bunch of flowers for my favorite girl, and send her white rose or red rose tomorrow?"

Wenjing suddenly withered. It's not to send her flowers and ask her why?

It turned out that she was acting amorous. She was so embarrassed and frustrated. "It's just a girl I like, isn't it a girlfriend?"

"Not yet," Jiang said

"Could it be in the future?"

"I don't know. Who knows about life? "

Zhong Wenjing is not so boring. He is still entangled in the situation that he knows that people like him, so he quits at the moment. Back home, facing the lonely and desolate room, she felt a little uncomfortable. She took out the book Jiang Wen had sent and read it all over. Only when she saw that he wanted to say that she and he were not the same type of person, it was difficult to generate sparks.

"I'm really an insulator." Zhong Wenjing fell heavily on the sofa.

At noon, Yang Yi's takeout arrived.

Yang Yi's colleagues asked her several times where she ordered her takeout, and why the delivery man looked like a housekeeper in a high-end suit and white gloves. Yang Yi didn't dare to say that he was beaten as a rich man.

The mobile phone rings. It's Wang Jiaze.

"Eating?" He asked.

"Well, hey, don't load me a little food later. I'll get fat and become a ball."

Wang Jiaze laughed, "you're thin anyway. It's OK to be fat. What are the arrangements for the evening? "

"Go to the last aerobics session and then yoga to burn off the energy you've been eating recently."

Wang Jiaze said, "I'm free after eight o'clock in the evening. Would you like to join us? I'll take you to a great gym

"No, I need some personal time." Yang Yi refused without politeness.

Wang Jiaze frowned at the end of the phone: "we didn't see each other yesterday, and you plan not to see me today?"

Oh, is this tone of resentment?

"You don't seem to have put me at ease." He said coolly.

Well, are you going to get angry? She said quickly, "it's not. Let's go to the gym in the evening

Wang Jiaze on the other end of the phone smiles, revealing a deep dimple on one side. "I'll pick you up."

Yang Yi has a new call in, had to apologize and Wang Jiaze said hang up first, Wang Jiaze said: "call me later."

"Good." Yang Yi thought, this big man, should be coaxed. Maybe, only the closest people can see this side of him?

Wang Huihui is calling. Wang Huihui was very excited: "I just heard the verdict. thank goodness! Thank you, Yang Yi

Yang Yi chuckled: "you're welcome. This is our job."

"And your colleagues, please help me thank her. If it wasn't for you, Zhang Ting would not have been sentenced to 28 months, suspended for one year, so light. " Wang Huihui's voice was a little weeping. "Zhang Ting didn't hit the dead with alcohol driving, but because of depression, which made his fans very distressed, and the compensation from the spokesmen was relatively less. This time I really saved a lot. Thank you, Yang Yi. I want to invite you and your colleagues to dinner. Will you honor me? "

"Yang Yi said with a smile:" are very familiar with people, do not have to be so polite. "

"It's still necessary. Next week, OK? Zhang Ting will be able to come back after finishing the formalities next Monday. Remember to ask Wenjing to come along. "

Yang Yi agreed.

Near the end of work, Yang Yi received a call from Jiang Wen, who asked her to have dinner. Yang Yi readily agreed that Wang would not be free until after eight o'clock. She could go to the appointment after dinner.

Jiang Wenxuan's restaurant is a hot pot shop, one for each person. Yang Yi ate tomato pot honestly today. Jiang Wen was surprised: "aren't you happy without spicy food?"

"I can't stand it these days. It's still light." Yang Yi handed the menu to the waiter and wrote to Jiang Wen, "why do you have so much time tonight to invite me to dinner?"

"I don't want to eat alone at night. If I can't find anyone else, I have to come to you." Jiang Wen a smile, "can your boyfriend misunderstand?"

"How can we not have friends of the opposite sex when we are in love?" She made a grimace. "If he wants to misunderstand me, he should not understand me and have no intelligence quotient. I don't want this kind of man."Jiang Wen shook his head: "this is not true. It's a normal emotion to see someone you like to be with someone else. It has nothing to do with IQ

"Oh, yes, professor." Yang Yi said with a smile and thought, "OK, I apologize for the carelessness of my words just now. You're right. Sometimes misunderstandings are caused by not explaining. Suppose my boyfriend happens to appear here and see me having dinner with you. If there is a misunderstanding, I will not go after him. If he doesn't have the basic trust in me, it's hard for us to continue

Jiang Wen does not agree: "a man can not see his girlfriend has a male friend, and trust you do not have a relationship."

Yang Yi is slightly surprised: "really?"

He nodded: "of course. If I have a girlfriend, I don't want her to have a male friend either. Basically, there is no pure friendship between men and women, there are feelings when the cover

Yang Yi's eyes turned and said, "what are we two doing?"

"Tutors and students." He said.

"Bang, I'm not your student."

Jiang Wen told her that they would meet because he was interested in her? Do you know that she has a boyfriend, or is she holding a little hope? "Jiangwen, what do you think of Wenjing?"

"Not bad." Jiang Wen nodded his head.

"Have you considered contacting her?"

"No," Jiang said, "although I appreciate her, she's not my type of girl."

"There is no pattern of emotion. Maybe you will find that she is suitable for you after trying it?"