Song Jingye said coldly: "Is this what I will teach you about your job?"
He still remembered the previous foreign affairs event. When she was translating for his subordinates, her expression was serious and her eyes were focused, without any personal emotions. She was very professional. When her subordinates came back, they specifically told him that she was a good translator and had strong ability to perform on the spot, etc.
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He had seen her give speeches on other occasions before, and she always looked very serious, so in his mind, she should be serious.
After being scolded by him, Chen Ning originally wanted to say that work is work and private life is private, but she thought about it and said, "I'm sorry."
She'd better apologize. With his personality, the more she explains, the more trouble she will get.
As soon as she apologized, Song Jingye fell silent. He usually spoke less and was used to giving orders. Sometimes he was not lecturing, but his tone was stiff and sounded like he was lecturing.
Seeing that Chen Ning didn't say anything after returning, he felt awkward and secretly sighed that being with a little girl was troublesome and had to be coaxed.
At a red light, it was in the downtown area. On the sidewalk in front, a young boy and girl holding hands passed by. The boy held a cup of milk tea in his other hand, and the girl lowered her head to take a sip from time to time.
Song Jingye asked unexpectedly: "Do you want to drink milk tea?"
This was an apology for his indifferent words just now.
Chen Ning sat back in the passenger seat and saw the couple passing in front of her. When she suddenly heard his words, she thought it was her auditory hallucination.
So she turned to look at him and saw that he was also looking at her, so she nodded directly: "I want to drink."
Then there was another period of silence, but when the light turned green, Song Jingye turned the car into the side road and entered the parking lot from the entrance on the side of the mall.
Both of them rarely visited shopping malls. When they took the elevator from the parking lot, they were both a little confused. Because it was a weekend, the mall was crowded, and they didn't know which floor the milk tea shop was on.
"How about forget it and drink it another day."
It's just a bit inexplicable, especially Song Jingye's temperament is so incompatible with the shopping mall.
"Don't you want to drink?" He said, lightly hugged her shoulders, and took her to the shopping mall display next to her to see the address of the milk tea shop.
Several children passed by them on scooters. After the children left, Song Jingye put down his hand.
The shoulders he held seemed to be burning and trembling slightly, just like her heart at the moment.
Soon she found the milk tea shop. Song Jingye only ordered one cup for her and refused to drink it herself. Chen Ning took the milk tea back and kept holding the straw but was reluctant to drink it. She felt sweet enough without drinking.
When he returned to the elevator in the parking lot, Song Jingye lowered his head and glanced at her. She was sipping milk tea, probably because it was sweet, so she was smiling to herself, and her smile was also sweet.
"Aren't you angry?" he asked.
"I wasn't angry to begin with," she said.
Song Jingye couldn't help but smile. The little girl was very easy to coax, and a cup of milk tea made her so happy.
After sending her home, she drank the cup of milk tea all afternoon. Every time she drank it, her heart felt sweet. Originally, she didn't dare to have any extravagant expectations for him, she just liked him silently, but because of this intersection, this
The interaction made her heart flutter and full of fantasy.