Looking at Xiang Xiaochuang who was so regretful that he wanted to bite off his tongue, Du Jiawen laughed happily.
"Fool, we were all together yesterday, we were just talking, where did your little mind go?" He pinched Xiang Xiaochuang's nose affectionately, and Xiang Xiaochuang in the mirror subconsciously wrinkled slightly, causing
Du Jiawen laughed loudly again.
"I'm ready. I'll leave the bathroom to you..." Xiang Xiaochuang felt as if every inch of skin on his body was on fire. He broke away from his arm in a panic and escaped from the bathroom.
When I put on my windbreaker, I felt my face was unusually hot. I glanced at an information bag on the coffee table, and thinking of Fang Tianwei's evaluation of Chen Sijia, I couldn't help but reach out and pick it up.
"We'll look at these later. Now let's go have breakfast." Du Jiawen casually stuffed the information bag into his briefcase. Xiang Xiaochuang seemed to have been caught as a thief and was too guilty to look at him.
Fang Tianwei was already waiting in the restaurant in a suit and tie. When he saw the two of them sitting down, with a gesture, the waiter brought their sumptuous breakfast to the table.
"It's really American efficiency." Xiang Xiaochuang smiled and picked up a sandwich, "Chinese-style porridge and side dishes are more appetizing. After eating the sandwiches for a few days, I'm a bit tired of it!"
"Really? I'll take you to Chinatown for breakfast tomorrow. There are two pretty good Chinese restaurants." Du Jiawen promised casually.
"No need, that would be too troublesome." Xiang Xiaochuang shrugged, "I've been eating it for so many days anyway!"
"It won't be too much trouble. As long as it's not during peak hours, it won't be too crowded." Du Jiawen said, "This juice is a bit cold, so drink less."
"Yeah, okay." Xiang Xiaochuang nodded in agreement. These subtle considerations always made her heart warm.
"If I can't come back to dine with you at noon, you can come down and order your own food. You must order a salad. If you don't like steak, just order fish or lobster."
Xiang Xiaochuang glanced at Fang Tianwei and seemed to be laughing when he saw the smile on his face.
"I know, if you are in a hurry, go ahead." Xiang Xiaochuang's face turned slightly red. When did Young Master Du become such a mother-in-law?
Du Jiawen wiped the corners of his mouth with a napkin: "Let's go together after you finish eating."
Xiang Xiaochuang hurriedly finished the meal in his hand: "Okay, let's go."
"Kiss me goodbye!" he demanded like a child.
Xiang Xiaochuang blushed cutely, looked around, and saw that Fang Tianwei had turned his head, so he lightly tapped his left cheek as fast as lightning. Just as he was about to take a step back, he was hugged by Du Jiawen
waist.
"Wait for my call at noon, and try not to leave the room." Du Jiawen did not press a kiss on her forehead as Xiang Xiaochuang expected, but his face became serious.
Xiang Xiaochuang asked hesitantly: "Is there something..."
"I was afraid that Chen Sijia would have some tricks, so I left two people to guard our room from a distance. Wait for my call at noon, and you can go to the restaurant again, do you understand?"
"What will happen to her?" Xiang Xiaochuang felt uneasy and hesitated when he asked.
Du Jiawen shook his head: "Who knows!" He let her go and took two steps, then turned around, took out the information bag from his briefcase and handed it to her.
Xiang Xiaochuang didn't answer: "If you think I'm not suitable to watch it, I won't watch it."
"To relieve your boredom!" He smiled, "Don't be scared, she is not my opponent, I will not allow anyone to hurt you."
Xiang Xiaochuang took the bag and stared blankly as he and Fang Tianwei got into the Rolls-Royce that had stopped at the door of the hotel. He felt in a trance. His fingers rubbed the rough lines of the information bag, and the uneasiness in his heart gradually grew.
The deeper.
Du Jiawen rolled down the glass of the car window, put his fingers on his lips, and blew a kiss. It was obviously a frivolous gesture, but when he did it, there was a natural aura of wealth and nobility that made it difficult for people to feel disgusted.
Xiang Xiaochuang smiled at him and watched his car drive away, quickly disappearing into the busy streets of New York.
The smile gradually faded away, and she turned into the lobby, walking slowly, looking at the information bag in her hand. Did she just look at these things to kill time all morning?
Maybe because he was too absorbed in it, he bumped into someone and dropped the information bag to the ground. Fortunately, the seal was tightly closed and it didn't fall into a ball. Xiang Xiaochuang apologized and squatted down to pick up things.
One hand picked up the information bag one step faster than her. Xiang Xiaochuang was stunned when the other party handed it over: "I was also in a hurry because of something urgent, so I walked a little faster. I was reckless."
His voice is quite pleasant, with a bit of a metallic texture. His wheat-colored skin, deep facial features, and a straight nose unique to Westerners make the entire facial contour quite vivid.
Between his brows and eyes, he exuded a heroic spirit, but there was a hint of vicissitudes and determination that he had experienced on the battlefield.
"It's my fault, I didn't look at the road." Xiang Xiaochuang took the information bag and thanked him. When he was about to leave, he handed over a business card.
"If the lady's windbreaker needs to be washed, I should pay for it." He smiled apologetically and his tone was sincere, making it easy for people to like him.
Xiang Xiaochuang glanced down at his white knee-length windbreaker, and there was indeed a light stain on the hem. He shook his head with a smile: "It doesn't matter, just wash it with water."
The other party gave him an unclear look. Xiang Xiaochuang just shook his head with a smile, took his business card respectfully with both hands, glanced at it symbolically, and vaguely saw that he was the CEO of a company in Chicago. New York is indeed a place where dragons and tigers are hidden.
.
"If anything happens, just call my cell phone. I'm on my phone 24 hours a day. Just say it's the lady I hit and I'll know who it is."
Xiang Xiaochuang said a few polite words quickly, then turned and walked towards the elevator. While waiting for the elevator, he accidentally turned his head and saw the CEO of Chicago, still standing where he was.
At this time, the elevator arrived, allowing Xiang Xiaochuang to avoid such an awkward look. He just gave a polite smile, walked in, and stuffed his business card into his wallet.
Although she still felt a little tired mentally, her curiosity about Chen Sijia overcame her physical fatigue. She kicked off her leather shoes and walked barefoot on the plush carpet. She opened the information bag as she walked towards the sofa.
First, I took out a stack of photos, all of which were of Chen Sijia and another man. They were in intimate poses and had ambiguous looks. Even a fool could tell what kind of relationship they had with her.
Suddenly, Xiang Xiaochuang's eyes narrowed and he picked up a photo.
Chen Sijia is in the arms of a Western man, with the blue sea in the background. That man is the one she bumped into in the lobby!