Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 1992 How can I give it to others...

"Well, yes, after I sent the president downstairs, he went upstairs with a cake, as if he had prepared gifts. Ms. Ye, do you like many people to celebrate your birthday together?" Lao Yang asked Ye Jiaqi's question expressed puzzlement.

All he knew was that Ye Jiaqi didn't come that night, and the CEO waited for her the whole night.

At ten o'clock in the evening, the president drank too much. When he went downstairs, his eyes were red and his breathing was unstable. He almost thought that something happened.

But at that time, the president didn't say a word, but told him to drive to the neighborhood where Ye Jiaqi lived.

He did so.

Calculating the time, the president waited for Ye Jiaqi in the community for nearly an hour.

"No..." Ye Jiaqi was in a daze, and moved his hands uncomfortably, feeling a little uncomfortable and awkward, "That night... Wasn't he celebrating the cooperation with his colleagues to win the entertainment city?"

"No." Lao Yang was surprised again, "No one from the company went to Season, I know that. After get off work, the president went alone, and the private room the president reserved...is for two people."

Ye Jiaqi was stunned.

He booked a private room...to celebrate her birthday?

She had always mistakenly thought that he was going to have a dinner with his colleagues, and, did he even buy her cakes and gifts?
Why didn't he make it clear, this point was exactly the same as before, he didn't want to explain anything, and he didn't want to tell her anything.

"What about the cake? What about the gift?" Ye Jiaqi looked at Lao Yang.

"Cake...that..." Lao Yang scratched his head, embarrassed to say it.

"Huh? What's wrong?"

"The cake... the CEO... threw it away... It's a pity. It's such a big cake. It was bought in an expensive cake shop. If you didn't come, the CEO threw it away."

"Won't he give it to others?!" It's shameful to waste it.

"That's the cake I bought for you, Ms. Ye. How can I give it to others..." Lao Yang said, "As for the gift, I don't know. I only know that the president has a box in his pocket. As for what it is ...you can ask the president."

Lao Yang is really not clear about many things.

Moreover, he was very loyal to Josnian, and he would never take the initiative to inquire or follow him.

Ye Jiaqi bit her lip: "I see."

"Miss Ye, if the president hurt you that night, I hope you can forgive him... He may not have meant it, he may just be very angry... He waited all night, anyone would have a temper... ..."

"Oh." Ye Jiaqi lowered his head and took a piece of brown sugar, "How does he know my birthday?"

"Miss Ye asked this question..." Lao Yang laughed, "It's all in your entry resume."

Ye Jiaqi blushed a little, knowing that he had asked a stupid question.

She didn't say a word, and made snacks in silence.

She made all the things she was best at, including Josnian's favorite matcha millefeuille, but the pastry room in the hospital didn't have enough materials, so she could only make it as delicate as possible.

There are quite a lot of old people and children here, and there are many ovens, and the smell of fragrance is everywhere.

However, pregnant women like her did not.

She moved slowly, setting the oven time and adding ingredients.

Lao Yang has been following Ye Jiaqi every step of the way, and sometimes helps her carry things.

"Master Yang, the president has a very bad temper, don't you feel wronged if you follow him?"

(End of this chapter)