"Boss, women don't have that, right? Why do you have to stare at Zhang Yiting..." A younger brother snorted disdainfully. Then he added: "Look at how poor her family is. I feel sick."
"Shut up." Ding Shijia didn't even think about it. She raised her hand and slapped her little brother.
"Yes...I'm sorry, boss." The younger brother covered his face and did not dare to speak out.
"You know nothing. I just like Zhang Yiting." Ding Shijia's eyes were bloodshot and he kept shouting. He looked a little scary.
"Boss, please calm down first..." The speaker is Hou Yirong. He has a good family background and has a relatively high status in Ding Shijia's circle: "Everyone is very surprised. You are supposed to have countless women. Why do you fall in love with this Zhang Yiting?" Well. Although she is indeed very beautiful, there are not many beautiful women around you."
"Because..." Ding Shijia took a few heavy breaths and tried to calm down: "Because she is different from all the women I have met in the past. Those women are all interested in my money. Although Zhang Yiting is poor, she does not Money matters..." Ding Shijia was silent for a while and shook his head in pain: "You have to know that such a woman can be married to the family..."
At this point, everyone understood. Ding Shijia was moved by Zhang Yiting's simplicity and kindness.
In such a materialistic age, wherever you look, there are money-worshiping women everywhere. They would rather sit in a BMW and cry than enjoy happiness and sunshine on a bicycle.
As long as you drive a BMW and park it in front of the school, girls will come over and strike up a conversation. As long as you act more generous, they will happily drive with you.
Speaking of which, it's no wonder that Ding Shijia has a soft spot for Zhang Yiting. One of his younger brothers immediately suggested: "Boss, in this case, why don't we tie up Zhang Yiting. Then you forcefully have sex with her and make cooked rice out of raw rice. Does she want to be with you?" It doesn’t work either.”
Ding Shijia's eyes lit up when he heard this: "You are sure of success."
"No. Absolutely not." Before the subordinate could speak, Hou Yirong said sternly: "Stop this idea immediately. You can't afford to offend Zhang Yiting."
"What's wrong?" Ding Shijia felt very strange about Hou Yirong's attitude: "Her family is ordinary. Is there anything she can't afford to offend?"
"Zhang Yiting's father's name is Zhang Chaohua, right?" Hou Yirong softened his tone and told Ding Shijia: "Zhang Chaohua's father has a comrade who seems to be a high-level general now. The two of them have a very good relationship. If something happens to Zhang Yiting, this man will not Will let us go."
"How did you know."
"A few days ago, I accompanied my mother to the 301 Hospital for a physical examination. My mother knew several leaders there. When we were chatting, they mentioned that we would receive an important person in a few days. It seemed very cool. Because it was directly explained to me by the superiors. You need to take good care of her. I asked casually who she was. The other person replied that she was from Minghai. Her name seemed to be Zhang Chaohua and her daughter Zhang Yiting. Because the hospital had to arrange wards and accommodation, I knew this in advance."
"What's wrong with Hospital 301?" Ding Shijia waved his hand disdainfully: "Isn't it just a hospital? As long as you know a few leaders, anyone who goes in will be taken care of."
"That's not what you said. 301 Hospital also has a name... Liberation | Military General Hospital. Several national | leaders | died of illness there." After a pause, Hou Yirong said again: " I was shocked at the time. I thought they had the same name. But after thinking about it carefully, I realized that it is impossible for both father and daughter to be so word-for-word."
"How could this be like this..." Ding Shijia was quite surprised when he heard this. Just from the name of this hospital, it can be seen that if you want to receive special care, someone with a very high level must speak. If Hou Yirong hadn't accidentally heard about this, Something. I'm afraid I still don't know that Zhang Yiting has such a background.
"Originally I wanted to tell you before, but seeing that you were in a bad mood, I didn't say anything for the time being." Hou Yirong looked at Ding Shijia and warned, "So I think this matter should be discussed in the long term."
After the breakup, Ling Cang was a little disappointed, but soon returned to normal. She kept telling herself in her heart: "It is her loss to miss such a good man like me.":
During the lunch break that day, Lin Xuening asked Ling Cang to come over for dinner. Due to the busy work of setting up Century Energy, she had not been with Ling Cang for some days. She was going to make a pickled fish dish for Ling Cang tonight.
"I just learned..." Lin Xuening brought up a large pot of vegetables and said happily: "Try it quickly and give me some advice. If you like it, I will often cook it for you in the future."
"It looks pretty good..." Ling Cang rummaged around in the basin a few times with chopsticks and asked cautiously: "Sauerkraut fish. Is there sauerkraut... where is the fish?"
"Forgot...forgot..." Lin Xuening was stunned. After a long time, she murmured: "I just answered a few phone calls. I forgot to put the fish in."
Seeing Lin Xuening's sad look, Ling Cang didn't hesitate. He drank the whole pot of pickled cabbage soup. Finally, he touched his bulging belly and said, "It tastes good...although there is no fish. I still tasted fishy taste." .”
"I recently learned how to cook emperor fried rice. I'll cook it for you right away." Lin Xuening was very happy. She wiped her hands and went into the kitchen again: "Wait a moment..."
"Don't." Ling Cang hurriedly grabbed Lin Xuening and begged: "I'm full. I really can't eat anymore. You'd better let me go..."
"Are you..." Lin Xuening looked it over and asked slowly, "I'm afraid that what I cook will not taste good."
"No. No... I'm really full." Ling Cang patted his belly subconsciously and almost spit out the pickled cabbage soup.
"Actually... I learned how to make emperor fried rice from Tingting. She said that my cooking has surpassed hers." Lin Xuening smiled sheepishly and then said: "It's better like this. I'll find her over tonight. Let's Make them both together. Let’s see whose tastes better.”
Others were being polite, but they shouldn't be taken seriously. But Lin Xuening took it seriously. At night, she actually found Zhang Yiting and wanted to make Emperor Fried Rice together.
Zhang Yiting didn't want to compete with Lin Xuening. But she was still working as a chef. Lin Xuening was her boss after all. Since Lin Xuening kept asking, she had no choice but to agree.
The two girls entered the kitchen. They heard a commotion of pots and pans. After a while, each of them came out with a bowl of fried rice.
"What she served is not necessarily made by her. What I served is not necessarily made by me." Lin Xuening placed two bowls of fried rice in front of Ling Cang. She said with a smile: "Now you try it. Look at which bowl is better." tasty."
Both bowls of fried rice looked good. They seemed to be made by the same person. Ling Cang didn't care. He picked up the chopsticks, shook his cheeks, and ate both bowls of fried rice like a whirlwind.
"You ate too fast..." Lin Xuening looked at the two bowls and said with some disappointment, "I'm still waiting for your review."
"Both bowls of rice are delicious. Both are very good. It's hard to tell them apart." Ling Cang burped. "If you didn't tell me, I would have thought both bowls were made by Tingting."
"Really." Lin Xuening's face was filled with excitement. I often heard people say that if you want to tie a man's heart, you must first tie the man's stomach. It seems that he has successfully tied Ling Cang.
"It's delicious. It's really delicious. It's a happy life to have the emperor's fried rice every day." Ling Cang said. He picked up the bowl and walked to the kitchen: "You have worked hard to cook. Leave the dishwashing work to me. "
Zhang Yiting had always been a little embarrassed. She always lowered her head in front of Ling Cang. Then she hurriedly came over and said, "I'll take care of it."
"No need. I'll do it." Ling Cang smiled and shook his head. Then he told Lin Xuening: "Help me."
"Okay." Lin Xuening nodded and told Zhang Yiting: "You should take a rest for a while. Don't keep busy. Ling Cang and I have something to say."
"Oh." Zhang Yiting sat down reluctantly. She felt that since she had received a salary, everything related to the kitchen should be her own. But Lin Xuening had always been polite to her, as if she were treating her younger sister. It felt very uncomfortable. Sorry.
As soon as she entered the kitchen, Lin Xuening asked straight to the point: "You really didn't eat it."
"It's eaten..." Ling Cang opened his mouth. He put his fingers in and dug for a long time. Finally, he slowly pulled out something: "Um, Xuening. It's better to put less egg shells when making fried rice in the future... My stomach is not feeling well and I can’t digest it.”
"Why didn't you say anything just now?"
"Can I tell other women that what you did was not good?"
"Husband..." Lin Xuening smiled happily. She hugged Ling Cang and kissed her hard: "I love you."
The two of them packed up the kitchen and came out. It was already a little late. Lin Xuening suggested: "Ling Cang, you can send Zhang Yiting back. I won't worry if she is alone."
"good."
When Zhang Yiting heard this, she immediately lowered her head and turned red.
The two walked out of the apartment side by side. As soon as they stepped down the last step, Zhang Yiting suddenly asked: "Are you angry?"
"Angry." Ling Cang was stunned: "Why are you angry?"
"Because...I kissed you."
"It's not too late for me to be happy." Ling Cang said this, but there was no expression of happiness on his face because the price of this kiss was too high.
"That's good..." Zhang Yiting lowered her head and took two steps forward. Suddenly she asked again: "Can I... be your girlfriend?"
"Ah." Ling Cang didn't expect Zhang Yiting to say such a thing. He was stunned again.
"Are you... because of me and Ding Shijia..." Zhang Yiting's face turned as red as an apple. Her voice became lower and lower: "Actually, he and I have nothing to do. We just had dinner together twice. We didn't even hold hands. pull……"
"It's not because of this." Ling Cang smiled and took the initiative to hold Zhang Yiting's hands: "But I want to know why you want me to be your boyfriend."
"Because...because you always help me. And because you are very kind..."
"So you say it because you are grateful." Ling Cang received a "too bad" evaluation when he first arrived at Minghai No. 1 Middle School. This was the first time someone praised him for being good. It sounded quite comfortable.
"No." Zhang Yiting hurriedly shook her head: "I like you very much..."
Ling Cang smiled mischievously and was about to put his mouth to hers: "Then give me a kiss."
"No." Zhang Yiting lowered her head, but did not avoid it: "Say it first. Do you agree?"
"Promise. From today on, I will be your boyfriend and you will be my girlfriend." After Ling Cang said that, he put his mouth together again: "Come on, come on, give me a kiss."
"No..." Zhang Yiting shook her head slightly and said, "Last time... was already my first time..."
"Then leave all your firsts to me." Ling Cang said. He couldn't help but kiss Zhang Yiting's lips.
Zhang Yiting was a little resistant at first, but soon complied. But her movements were very jerky. In comparison, Ling Cang was much more skilled.
After a while, the two separated. Zhang Yiting wiped her mouth and said a little depressed: "You are so disgusting..."
"What's wrong with me."
"Put your tongue... into someone's mouth..."
"This is called a French wet kiss." Ling Cang put his arms around Zhang Yiting's slender waist and whispered in his ear: "I'll take you back."
"Um."
Ling Cang had been sending Zhang Yiting home before returning to his apartment. But as soon as he walked in, Lin Xuening's phone called: "You are so beautiful."
"What Yanfu."
"I got another school beauty."
"You've seen it all..." Ling Cang smiled bitterly. He realized that he was really not destined to have an affair. He kissed Zhang Yiting twice and was seen by his two wives.
"I didn't mean it. I accidentally put out garbage when I went out..." After a pause, Lin Xuening asked tentatively: "You won't be angry, will you?"
"Why should I be angry? You're not angry, right?"
"I don't. Although I feel a little sad, I believe that my husband is a capable man and will be favored by many women."
"You are so reasonable...it's a pity that Leilei doesn't think so."
"She..." Lin Xuening was so smart. She immediately realized: "You two are having a conflict."
"To be precise, we broke up."
"Who suggested it?"
"Of course it's her."
"That's weird..." Lin Xuening frowned and said in confusion: "We went shopping this afternoon. She looked the same as usual. She didn't say that you two broke up at all."
"Who knows what she thinks..." Ling Cang sighed and suddenly realized that the root cause of Shen Fanlei's breakup was not Zhang Yiting. It was the lack of communication between the two. She didn't understand herself. There was never any attempt to figure out what she was thinking and feeling.
"Forget it. Let's not talk about it... In short, no matter what choice you make, I will support you unconditionally."