In order to prepare dinner, Zhang Moyan took 2 hours of leave and got off work early. She hurriedly packed the things on her desk. After communication, she would go to BJ for a meeting tomorrow instead of Jin Xueyang, and she had to bring everything she needed. p>
Chuannan felt that there was nothing left behind, so Zhang Moyan stood up and called a taxi on her mobile phone.
It was almost 3 pm now, and before her flight at 9 am tomorrow, this would be the last time she would fall in love with Xiao Xingyu. There was not much time left for her, and every minute now was out of print, and she still had to
There are so many things to be done, this is definitely the most nervous, important and rushed ten hours in her life.
As soon as he walked out of the work station, he met Jin Xueyang, who was still talking and walked over: "Mo Yan, are you still angry? Can't I apologize to you? You should be able to see what happened at noon. I mainly want the director to understand
The fact that you are already famous and married can make him stop thinking about it as soon as possible."
"Don't talk nonsense!" Zhang Moyan looked around warily and said quickly: "I was just busy finishing the work and leaving early. Okay, I forgive you, now I have to go to the city center quickly.
I have to pick up the cake and make dinner when I get home, so I have to leave first!"
"You still want to cook for yourself?" Jin Xueyang asked in confusion, "That's not right. Generally, the birthday boy doesn't invite the birthday boy to a meal. Does the guest follow the gift? Why do you do it the other way around?"
Zhang Moyan was startled. She really hadn't thought about this problem. She glanced at the pen holder on her desk, took out two more pens and stuffed them into the pocket of her work bag. She said regardless of the gain or loss, "Why don't you just pick him up by the way?"
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Jin Xueyang looked at her: "Then I have really witnessed history. You used to only treat people to dinner when you did something wrong. This must be the first time you treat someone without offending someone, right?"
Zhang Moyan made a movement with his hands, and the logic that he was not even aware of was clarified by Jin Xueyang's words, and the whole person was a little confused.
"What's wrong?" Jin Xueyang turned his head and looked at her.
Zhang Moyan immediately gave him a concealed look and zipped up her portable work bag: "Are you so free? You worry so much! If I had known you were so free, I wouldn't have helped you at tomorrow's meeting."
"That won't work. A gentleman's words are hard to follow, but you said before that you would be my ox or horse when you come back from Ruzhou!"
Zhang Moyan pushed his shoulder and said, "Okay, I'm kidding you, the taxi I ordered is about to arrive. Let's go now!"
Jin Xueyang said hurriedly: "Can I go to your house for dinner tonight? It's a birthday and it's very crowded."
Zhang Moyan, who had already taken two steps, raised his eyebrows and came back to point at him and ordered: "No!"
After saying that, he continued to leave.
Zhang Moyan returned home after picking up the cake, and the food she bought online was delivered just in time. It was perfect.
She really wants to thank today's society, which is convenient for lazy people. They don't have to go to the market to buy food in person, chickens can be killed and chopped cleanly, and cooked vegetables are semi-finished products. It really saves a lot of time.
In Ruzhou, she learned two Central Plains dishes, one is a stew, and the other is stir-fried chicken. The former is a mess of cabbage, pork, and tofu stewed together, and the latter is stir-fried red pepper, bean paste, and chicken nuggets. This pair
For Zhang Moyan, who has some talent in cooking, it is not a challenge. Just remember to add more green onions to the soul of Zhongyuan Talent.
I bought three kinds of ready-made cold dishes to put on the plate, namely smoked fish, potato salad and sweet and sour short ribs. Then I stewed my favorite yam and seabass soup. I cut a handful of water spinach and set aside until the end.
Stir-fried, plus cake, these many dishes are enough for two people.
Just as the fish soup was simmering, the phone rang.
"Mo Yan, I've landed," Xiao Xingyu's clear voice came from the receiver, "I'm on my way to pick up my luggage now. Have you got off work?"
Zhang Moyan suddenly felt very nervous: "I'm already at home."
"Oh? You got off work early today?"
"Yes," Zhang Moyan couldn't control his embarrassment, but said truthfully, "Because I have to prepare dinner, so of course I have to come back in advance to prepare it."
"Oh, did you really cook for me?" Xiao Xingyu was a little surprised.
"Yeah..." What did he do? Didn't she tell him to come to her house for dinner? Could it be that he came to her house and went to a restaurant together!
The man who received the confirmation was silent for a while, and then said with great emotion: "Mo Yan, you are such a good wife and mother! OK, I will rush to you as quickly as possible! Let me see... 40 minutes, I promise
Appear in front of you in 40 minutes."
40 minutes? Zhang Moyan was so frightened that her head felt tight. Not to mention what kind of driving skills she was using, 40 minutes alone was not enough for her to prepare!
After hanging up the phone, Zhang Moyan was dumbfounded for a minute, and then realized that he had wasted another minute. He quickly went through the things he still had to do in his mind, and arranged them in order.
I raced against the clock and washed my hair as quickly as possible. I dried my wet hair and took out the tablecloths and candlesticks I bought at the mall yesterday.
When the couple's lung slices and sweet and sour pork ribs were placed next to the candlestick, I realized that there was something wrong with the painting style. Thinking about the stews and stir-fried chicken that would be served later, I felt embarrassed to the point of sweating. p>
The red wine candlestick should prepare Western-style catering, but when I opened the menu, all I thought about was that Xiao Xingyu’s meal in Nangong Mountain was not to his liking, and he must have wanted to eat hometown food. But at the same time, he felt that he wanted to be more romantic.
I just bought a candlestick.
Now the actual combination... forget it, let's leave it like that, it's too late, Xiao Xingyu should be able to understand her mind.
After putting out the fire in the fish soup, Zhang Moyan hurried to the bedroom and put on the shirt he bought with a lot of money.
This was also the first time she bought clothes in a ready-to-wear store opened by a designer, setting a record in her history of buying clothes with the least amount of fabric and the most money.
But after all, it is the work of a famous designer. Once she puts on the clothes, she is really stunningly beautiful. The tender and elegant green color makes her skin whiter than snow. The tailoring of the bust actually makes the B cup appear a very deceptive deep line.
Ditch.
She was so afraid that Xiao Xingyu would be disappointed when he saw the actual situation.
The ultra-short skirt design may not cover as much as some swimsuits, but it really makes the legs look super long, and the visual effect is really comparable to that of a supermodel.
I really can't help but keep looking in front of the mirror. Fortunately, the temperature is rising quickly this year. Even though it's only mid-April, I can barely wear such cool clothes.
After blow-drying my hair, I straightened it with a splint. Then I sat in front of the dressing table and put on makeup, especially a silkworm. I also used the strawberry-red lipstick that was blown away by the counter girl yesterday.
Just when he was almost ready, he heard the sound of the electronic lock button on the door. Zhang Moyan's whole body was shaken, and he was stunned for a moment.
After the door lock failed to unlock twice, the doorbell dinged.
Zhang Moyan suddenly woke up as smart as a dream: "Here he comes!"
He trotted to the door, stroking his beating chest and just about to look at the cat's eye, when he heard Xiao Xingyu's cheerful voice: "Mo Yan is me, Xiao Xingyu!"
Obviously Xiao Xingyu knew that she had arrived at the door.
The moment he heard Xiao Xingyu's voice, Zhang Moyan's soul seemed to be summoned from his body. His body and limbs were completely out of control of his brain, and he opened the door without any haste.
Yes, she loves this man more than she admits.
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I will be busy at work tomorrow and have to pick someone up at the train station in the evening.
