In this day and age, news spreads quickly, but things always take time to ferment.
Jing Gao arrived at a high-end community in Rongcheng in the evening.
Last week, Jing Gao asked Zhao Qinghan to come over and take care of Cao Danqing, who had a high fever. Then he called Dong Lingxi and asked Zhao Canglong to meet. As expected, Zhao Canglong postponed the meeting to today.
In the past five days, Cao Danqing's high fever has subsided and he is resting at his residence. He is taken care of by Zhao Qinghan.
"Ding dong."
When the doorbell rang, Zhao Qinghan, wearing a crisp white T-shirt and short skirt, went to open the door. He smiled sweetly and said, "Brother Jing, you are here." She hugged him affectionately.
Jing Gao smiled and hugged her, a very delicate beauty, "Qinghan, you did a good job." Cao Danqing is a strong woman in the workplace and may not be willing to accept Zhao Qinghan's care. But Zhao Qinghan lives here, which shows that she
Communicative skills are no small matter.
Zhao Qinghan covered his mouth and chuckled, pushing Jing Gao slightly, "Brother Jing, go talk to Sister Danqing. I'll cook."
"Have a rest. You look like the eldest lady at home. I want to learn how to cook when I return to the capital. I will cook for you later." Jing Gao kissed her lovingly.
At this time, Cao Danqing was heard asking: "Xiao Han, who is he?"
Jing Gao walked to the door of her bedroom and saw Cao Danqing watching the sunset on the balcony. He knocked on the door and said, "Danqing, is it convenient for me to come in?"
Cao Danqing turned her head and was stunned immediately. She never expected that Jing Gao would appear here. She was considered a senior executive of the company, and she knew about the conflict between Xia Shang Real Estate and Fatty Ma's "eldest brother" Zhao Canglong.
"Ah, Mr. Jing, why are you here?" Cao Danqing was not wearing professional attire, but because Zhao Qinghan lived with her, she was not just wearing pajamas. She was wearing cool home clothes and a light blue midriff sling.
Skirt. The snow-white shoulders are exposed, the hair is tied up, and the face is delicate and delicate. She has a charming young woman style.
Looking at Cao Danqing walking from the balcony, he is 1.72 meters tall and has almost perfect body proportions. He is slim, slim and tall. She is a goddess-level beauty. Jing Gao felt satisfied and said: "I just had an appointment with Zhao Canglong this morning.
We touched it. He lost. Fatty Ma will never have another chance to cause trouble for you."
During this period of time, Cao Danqing was very careless and had no intention of working. She was thinking about family, marriage and personal matters all day long. Her husband Li Yu was beaten by Fatty Ma and gave in. He wanted her to pass on the news.
Mr. Jing’s business secrets.
She definitely won't do this. Li Yu plans to turn a blind eye and sell her to Fatty Ma. She has cut off her last escape route. How stupid is that? Mr. Jing is protecting her. She
Now I have been played with by Fatty Ma.
This is the truth. But things are always depressed in her heart. At this time, when she heard the good news brought by Jing Gao, tears burst out of her eyes. Her nightmare was finally over.
Jing Gao naturally hugged Cao Danqing with his hands in a very regular manner. After she had cried bitterly and vented her emotions, he gently patted her back and said warmly: "Danqing, don't cry anymore."
Cao Danqing raised his head and said with tears in his eyes: "I want to cry." There was a bit of unconscious coquettishness in his words.
Jing Gao said: "Then cry."
Cao Danqing burst into tears and laughed. Why should he cry even after saying this? He gently pushed Jing Gao away and said, "Mr. Jing, I'm going to the bathroom to freshen up."
She knew what the man in front of her thought of her. She was twenty-seven years old, not a little girl. When she cried, her nose and tears came down, it must be ugly, and she wanted to dress up.
Jing Gao said: "I'm going to cook two side dishes, and we'll have dinner together in the evening."
Cao Danqing looked at Jing Gao in surprise. No, you can cook? She still knew what Jing Gao was worth. But she was in a hurry to wash up and change clothes, so she didn't ask Jing Gao. When she changed into a beautiful sleeveless red dress
When she came out wearing a midi skirt, her skin was as radiant as snow, and her features were picturesque, Jing Gao had already laid out four dishes in the restaurant.
One tomato and egg, one loofah and three delicacies soup, one shredded pork with green pepper, and one stir-fried lettuce with minced garlic.
Jing Gao served the rice to Cao Danqing and Zhao Qinghan, and gestured: "Let's eat. It's not as good as the hotel chef, but at least it can be eaten."
Zhao Qinghan originally planned to cook it without thinking. After eating it for two bites, he felt that it was really okay. It was really at the level of home-cooked food. But in Brother Jing's position, how could he cook to this level?
Cao Danqing picked up the small blue and white porcelain rice bowl, ate it elegantly, and said: "Mr. Jing, it tastes pretty good. Thank you! How do you know how to cook?"
A man came from hundreds of miles away, brought her great news, and cooked a dinner specially for her. If she said she wasn't touched, she would be lying.
Zhao Qinghan said: "Brother Jing, yes, you have to practice for several years to reach your level, right?"
The lights in the restaurant were bright, and Igao was holding a bowl. It was Ichiraku. These two people thought he was born rich. He was a poor girl two months ago. Isn't it normal to be able to cook some home-cooked food? His parents
Everyone has to go to work, and if they don’t know how to cook, they will go hungry.
Jing Gao said: "I have been practicing for more than ten years." A young woman and a girl were so confused that they laughed loudly.
After the meal, Cao Danqing looked at Zhao Qinghan who had slipped away quietly, then looked at the night outside the window, and said with a blushing face: "Mr. Jing, have a drink."
Jing Gao opened a bottle of red wine, which Xiao Qi brought, and he and Cao Danqing stood in front of the balcony of the bedroom to enjoy the night view.
The night view of Rongcheng is far worse than that of Beijing. But there is a field and natural atmosphere in the sultry air of early June and early summer.
"boom!"
Two glasses clinked together. Jing Gao drank red wine and told Cao Danqing about the story of Dong Lingxi he heard today, "Dong Lingxi probably meant to transfer Jinghe Club to me, and I will continue to support her."
.But I won’t. After Li Wei comes out, I will leave it to Li Wei to take care of it.”
Cao Danqing sipped the red wine. She knew Dong Lingxi and asked, "Is it because you have a bad impression of her because she hangs out with Zhao Canglong?"
Jing Gao shook his head, "Everyone has the right to choose their own life. Her relationship with Fan Yang broke down and she was with Zhao Canlong. That was her choice. The key is that she is using me in this matter!"
To be honest, he just came out of Novice Village and was thinking about enjoying life. Wouldn't it be nice to engage in some hobbies and chase girls?
When he went out, he encountered a boss blocking the door. He won heartily, but it is impossible to say that he has no opinions about Dong Lingxi. Therefore, Dong Lingxi should not think about continuing to be in charge of Jinghe Club.
"Oh." Cao Danqing smiled softly. Men and women look at problems from different perspectives, so she felt that Mr. Dong was not too wrong. Otherwise? How long will it take to get rid of Zhao Canglong?
Jing Gao stretched out his hand, gently hugged Cao Danqing's slender waist, and stroked the hair on her forehead, "Of course, Danqing, I have to thank her for her selfishness. Otherwise, we wouldn't know each other."
Didn't you ask me when we were eating just now, how many women have I cooked for? From the perspective of chasing girls, you are the first."
Cao Danqing felt her heart soften a little, and then she felt Jing Gao lower his head. She didn't struggle, she just felt it was natural. After a while, her face was flushed, and she said charmingly: "Mr. Jing, just for one night, okay?
?”
"not good."
"Didn't you say that office romances are not allowed?"
"That's because you are a woman worthy of me making an exception."
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Two hours later, Jing Gao took Zhao Qinghan with him by car and returned to the capital.
