Hearing Song Meiyue's request, Jiang Qi stood there stunned for a long time. He didn't know how to complain for a while. He knew full well that he didn't expose someone's inferior reason and replied with a smile: "Aunt Song.
You have found the right person. I have been professionally repairing water pipes for 20 years, and my skills are second to none."
Song Meiyue stood not far from Jiang Qi, turned her head sideways, bit her plump lips, and said calmly: "Then you can fix the water pipe for me tonight. I don't know why. It's on the second floor.
In the bathroom, as long as you turn on the faucet, there will be water on the side."
"Um."
"It may be that the water pipes are aging or there is a problem with the water pressure. I already know that. I will come over after get off work to repair your water pipes." Jiang Qi nodded and said seriously: "Then I will go back first, and you can repair it in the afternoon. Sleep."
As soon as the words fell,
He walked straight out of the villa and walked towards his small tram.
Song Meiyue came to the door and gently opened a small gap. Looking at his leaving figure, waves surged deep in her heart. She had never felt this way before, but ever since she met him
, it has been appearing frequently.
Watching him get into the car and drive slowly away until he disappeared from sight, Song Meiyue's blurred consciousness condensed in her brain again.
"How should I remove the water pipe?"
Song Meiyue frowned slightly, her face full of doubts and helplessness about life. In the end, she gave up her plan to 'destroy the water pipes'. Anyway, this kind of thing. Then she could just make up an excuse and get over it. It's not true.
Let him fix the water pipes.
Back to the sofa,
He lay down lazily, holding the headrest tightly in his arms, staring blankly at the chandelier above his head, his thoughts becoming a little scattered.
I never thought there was anything wrong with being alone, but since I met him, I suddenly realized that I was not used to being alone.
"he"
"What exactly attracts me?"
Song Meiyue's cold face showed a hint of melancholy and confusion as she murmured to herself.
Is it his handsomeness? Is it his thoughtfulness? Is it his warmth? Or is it his strength?
Uh. Maybe both.
Thinking of this,
Song Meiyue plunged into the headrest, covering her head tightly. At the same time, she held her hands tightly, and kept kicking the sofa with her long and slender legs. At this moment, Song Meiyue did not look like she was thirty-one years old.
The cold-faced female CEO is clearly a groundhog in heat.
at this time,
The mobile phone placed on the coffee table rang, interrupting someone's budding moment of love. He raised his head, with a hint of displeasure on his face. He reached for his mobile phone and glanced at this uninvited guest who was making a big mess. Unexpectedly,
It was actually his father calling.
"Dad, what's the matter?" Song Meiyue asked coldly.
"My dear daughter, why didn't you come to the company today? Are you feeling unwell? Do you want dad to come and see you?" A rich man's voice came from the phone, and his words were full of concern for Song Meiyue.
"Need not."
"I'm just a little tired." Song Meiyue refused on the spot.
Hearing her daughter's merciless rejection, the other party didn't care and said with a smile: "My dear daughter, your mother has recently looked for a few boys for you. Dad has already reviewed them for you. The conditions are very good. Not only are they
He is tall, handsome, and well-educated. They are all returnees from overseas. When will you get one?"
Before he could finish his words, Song Meiyue interrupted him directly and said calmly: "No time."
The words fell,
Just end the call.
Her plump red lips were slightly pursed, and her brows showed a little displeasure. She threw her cell phone on the coffee table and continued to lie on the sofa. Staring at the chandelier, her mind began to have random thoughts.
What’s so good about Pohaigui?
Can they make baked carp noodles? Can they make tofu rolled with pickles? Can they make that fresh and refreshing stir-fried bean sprouts? Can they make Jiang Shilang tofu?
Certainly not!
Even if I could, I still wouldn't be able to taste him.
When Jiang Qi returned to the company, he was eating various snacks and chatting with Xie Buchen about interesting social anecdotes.
"Jiang Qi."
"Hey, I met a girl yesterday." Xie Buchen said with excitement: "It feels like the image of my wife in my mind. It's true that I even secretly took a photo."
Said,
He took out his cell phone and opened it, and found a photo he had secretly taken.
Jiang Qi stretched out his head and took a look. He didn't know what to say for a moment. He looked at his good brother seriously and managed to get a few words out of his mouth.
"Are you okay?"
"You call this a girl?" Jiang Qi said angrily: "It feels like her child is about to go to kindergarten."
Xie Buchen shrugged, took back his mobile phone, and said seriously: "I chatted with her for a while, she is only ten years older than me. She was widowed three years ago and now she is raising a four-year-old daughter alone."
Hearing these words,
Jiang Qi was immediately shocked. He couldn't help but widen his eyes and looked at him in astonishment. He said cautiously: "Are you in love with the widow?"
"Don't you think she's perfect?"
"Although she looks average, the charm of a mature woman is really not too charming." Xie Buchen said with emotion: "I am very hesitant now. Hesitant to pursue her."
for a time,
Jiang Qi was speechless. Xie Buchen once said that he liked the widow, thinking it was a joke, but he never expected that he actually fell in love with the widow.
"This is it"
"I don't know what to say. If you really like it, then go for it. Of course. Sometimes you have to consider reality." Jiang Qiyu said sincerely: "Like is often a very impulsive thing.
And love requires careful consideration.”
Jiang Qi did not stop him, nor did he agree. Instead, he asked Xie Buchen to carefully consider the obstacles he might encounter. Often these obstacles would hurt more than one person.
Xie Buchen nodded his head, sat there quietly, and began to fall into deep thought.
Looking at him sitting there silently, Jiang Qi felt extremely helpless. Although he was the best brother, there was only so much he could do. The rest was up to his choice. However, falling in love with a widow was reasonable.
It's not that shocking.
What is really shocking is that
At this time,
The image of someone at noon came to mind. Her cool and cool makeup paired with her charming eyes, her fluffy and wavy hairstyle and her red lips showed her unique mature lady temperament. Loose clothes could not cover up her majestic figure.
With such a generous mind, you can imagine what an exquisite and graceful body this is.
Sudden,
The breathing light on the phone flashed, bringing Jiang Qi's thoughts back to reality.
I picked it up and looked at it. It was her who sent the message.