Cen Zhiqiao couldn't stand this situation anymore. If it was just about Zhang Bei, she might have asked for mercy. But now it was a political matter, and it was not appropriate for her to say anything. She whispered to Gu Nianchen, "I'll go in and wait."
You', turned around and entered the office first.
Gu Nianchen then winked at Zheng Xue, glanced at Zhang Jiran one last time, turned around, and ignored him, leaving Zhang Jiran lying there slumped, filled with regrets in his heart.
The woman who fell in love with Gu Nianchen!
Cen Zhiqiao stood in front of the window and turned around slowly after hearing the noise. Gu Nianchen had already stepped forward and hugged her from behind: "Are you scared?"
Cen Zhiqiao shook his head: "I was just a little shocked. I originally thought that it would be enough to teach Zhang Bei a lesson, but I didn't expect that his father would be implicated in corruption and bribery."
Gu Nianchen kissed her ear: "I said, no one can harm my woman at all. Qiaoqiao, I will protect you."
She believed it, always believed it. Although there were still some feelings in her heart that she couldn't explain, she still nodded and pretended to smile relaxedly: "I suddenly feel very hungry. How about going to eat? I made an appointment with you last time.
It’s time for dinner, but I missed the appointment, so I’m going to treat you today.”
There was a smile on his face, which made Gu Nianchen's heart melt. He pinched her cheek lovingly, and naturally held her hand: "Is Sichuan food good?"
"Okay." Cen Zhiqiao nodded, showing a rare well-behaved look, nestling next to him, his face full of happiness.
The place to eat was chosen in a very exquisite restaurant. It was a two-story duplex building with red bricks and green tiles. It looked a bit old. He followed Gu Nianchen upstairs. He greeted the proprietress in a familiar manner, which was obvious.
, he is a frequent visitor here.
They did not enter the private room, but a clean side hall. It was still early, and they were the only guests at the table. The window was half-propelled, and thin sunlight filtered through. Cen Zhiqiao thought of a poem called: Changlu City Blue
Covered with autumn grass, the bird and magpie bridge is red with the setting sun.
The surroundings were too quiet, and she started to act pretentious. Listening to the sound of the wind blowing the leaves outside, she really felt like she was far away from the noisy city, and her mind was empty and indescribably beautiful.
A smile flashed across Gu Nianchen's lips. Cen Zhiqiao had been erratic since he walked in. It was obvious that he liked this place very much.
He reached out and knocked on the table: "Can you really eat spicy food?"
Cen Zhiqiao raised his head proudly: "No matter how spicy it is, it's not fun."
Gu Nianchen smiled and lowered his head to look at the menu, "I heard that women who can eat spicy food have bad tempers. It's true."
This is... a roundabout way of saying she has a bad temper!