He walks against the light with her

Chapter 22 I like the CEO, but I don't like the little lady

Chapter 22 I like the CEO, but I don't like the little lady

Holding the dish, he waved it in front of Shen Yan's eyes: "Shen Yan is you, and Second Master Shen is also you. It's destined, and we can't escape."

Boss Shen who was called took a bite of the apple and didn't speak.

Zhou Zhi glanced at him, "I remember that neither you nor Shen Erye like apples."

Shen Yan stopped chewing, moved her hand a little, and looked at the apple.

"Hey, who is so capable that you can change your taste?"

Zhou Zhi took out the tomato scrambled eggs.

Give him time to make up an answer.

After a while, Zhou Zhi returned to the kitchen.

Shen Yan remained silent and continued to eat apples.

Heh, don't even want to make up the answer?
It was only in front of Shen Yan that he dared to be presumptuous: "Is that the girl from the fruit shop?"

"It's not her, don't talk nonsense." Double negative, expressing affirmation.

Okay, don't admit to pulling down.

Zhou Zhi suddenly changed his attitude, quite serious: "You should know that girl has a lot of background."

"Did Chen Hao tell you?" Chen Hao was the one who Shen Yan asked him to investigate Jiang Li last time.

Zhou Zhi didn't answer directly, but said: "If it's Shen Erye, a person like this, how far away will he be, how far away, especially her father, he is not a good bird."

I remember what Jiang Li said.

He only cares about whether I cry or not, and never cares about whether I hurt or not.

Shen Yan raised her lips and smiled slightly.

It's not really a good bird.

"By the way, you may not be interested in one thing, but Second Master Shen must have it." Zhou Zhi restarted the fire, ready to cook the next dish, "but it's hard to say now, maybe you will be interested too."

After taking the last bite, Shen Yan threw the apple core into the trash can, and turned on the tap to wash his hands: "Say."

Stir-fried vegetables with shiitake mushrooms.

When the vegetables were put into the pot, there was a burst of "crackling".

Zhou Zhi said: "It's not a good bird. Someone dug up his wife's grave a while ago, and someone stole her ashes. After that, he came up with this amount and asked someone to find out who did it."

Jiang Xu's deceased wife was Jiang Li's mother, Ji Nuanyin.

Then Jiang Li should know about this too?
Will she be sad?

The corners of Shen Yan's lips twitched unconsciously.

At this time, Zhou Zhi was holding the spatula in one hand, and gestured with the other hand the number "two", shaking it in front of him.

Since it is not a good bird, the bid will not be too high, Shen Yan guessed: "200 million?"

Zhou Zhi smiled: "Then you underestimate Mr. Jiang's feelings for his wife."

Oh, 2000 million.

This price is worthy of the status of the Jiang family in the capital.

However, the answer was unexpected: "[-] million."

Shen Yan was stunned: "So willing?"

She was willing to spend money on the dead, and she was willing to put her own daughter in such a small village.

It's really a bird's thinking, and humans don't understand it.

Zhou Zhi stir-fried it a few times, and took out the dishes: "My wife has been dead for so many years, and that bird has never remarried. He is so affectionate and worthy of the number of [-] million. Of course, if he wants to invite Second Master Shen, he will have to pay for it." It has to be this number."

Shen Yan asked: "Did he come to the door?"

Zhou Zhi smiled: "Otherwise, why would I come to you? It's [-] million. If you don't make money, you're a fool."

Shen Yan said "Oh" indifferently: "I'm not interested."

He is Shen Yan, just Shen Yan.

Zhou Zhi expected such an answer, but he didn't give up: "It doesn't matter if you're not interested, Second Master Shen is, why don't you let him out and talk about the details?"

It's a pity that he couldn't retract freely.

Shen Yan glanced at him, then looked away and looked out the window.

A nonchalant attitude.

have to.

Negotiations failed.

Zhou Zhi continued his efforts: "Otherwise, if you think about it during the day, let's talk about it at night?"

The moon is dark and the wind is high, and the wind and rain are all the tunes that Second Master Shen likes.

No matter day or night, Shen Yan didn't want to talk about it: "Let that bird find someone else."

Zhou Zhi refused to give up: "There is no need to discuss?"

His expression was pitiful.

As if to say, look at the child, the child needs money.

Shen Yan didn't even bother to look at him, let alone answer the third time.

Zhou Zhi seized the last chance: "Well, now I'm staying in a hotel in the town. After you think about it, come to me. No matter what time it is, I'll wait for you."

Shen Yan: ...

The more I heard this, the more awkward it became.

Zhou Zhi stepped forward with a smile, stretched out his hand and tugged at the collar of his coat: "Remember, I like the big boss, but not the little gentleman, so you don't have to pity me, just hit me hard."

Shen Yan: ...

roll!
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At six o'clock in the afternoon, the sky gradually darkened.

Chen Yuexiang was called to the entrance of the village by a phone call from her mother's family, and Jiang Li stayed at home to watch Miao Miao.

The little girl was playing alone in the yard, sometimes picking flowers and vines, sometimes hitting glass balls, sometimes squatting down and looking at unknown bugs in the corner, and sometimes staring blankly at the sky.

Jiang Li was in the back room, standing leaning against the door frame.

Suddenly, Miao Miao turned around and waved at her: "Sister, sister!"

Jiang Li walked over, looking down at the little dumpling that was only as high as her thigh.

Miao Miao smiled innocently, then pointed to the sky: "Sister, handjob, there is handjob."

Jiang Li didn't look up, nor did he speak.

Miao Miao knew that sister Jiang Li didn't like to talk.

Since my sister doesn't like to talk, then listen to her.

"Sister, my mother said that my father went to a far, far away place with a handjob, and he will come back after a long, long time. Sister, when do you think Dad will come back? When I grow up, will he come back? ah?"

Children are so easy to deceive.

But the easy thing to lie is now, and it won't take long for her to know that the so-called promise of "coming back in a long time" is just a lie.

Jiang Li can't lie, let alone have empathy, and can't comfort others: "Your father is dead and will never come back."

Miao Miao didn't understand what "death" meant.

Chen Yuexiang protected her so well that no one ever mentioned this word in front of her.

Miao Miao blinked, half understanding: "Sister, what is dead? Why won't Dad come back?"

What is dead?

Jiang Li didn't know how to explain it.

Life or death, she never cared.

Other people's, own.

it's the same.

She knelt down and looked at the little girl who was wrapped in a pink coat with indifferent eyes: "The bones are turned into a handful of ashes, and they will be gone when the wind blows."

Children's emotions are actually very difficult to handle.

One second he was happily playing in the yard, but the next second his eyes were red and he started crying.

For example, Miao Miao.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

"Wooooow, mom, mom said, dad will come back, and he will come back in a long time!"

"Sister, I want Dad to come back. When will Dad come back?"

The hard-hearted Ms. Jiang not only refused to coax, but "added fuel to the fire": "If you die, you will not come back."

"Wooooow, daddy..."

Miao Miao cried even harder.

Jiang Li didn't understand what there was to cry about.

Although she doesn't bother the child to cry, she knows that it is not good to make the child cry.

"You still have your mother."

It was the best word of reassurance she could think of.

Miao Miao pursed her lips aggrievedly, with tears still hanging from the corners of her eyes.

Suddenly, Xiao Tuanzi approached, and put his plump little arms around Jiang Li's neck: "And sister Jiang Li, I like being with my sister."

The soft face was buried in Jiang Li's neck.

Her skin was wet with Xiaotuanzi's tears.

And... Shimizu snot.

 One day, she burst into tears: "Shen Yan, I am covered in sins and blood. Do you want me like this?"

  He approached her and looked at her: "Then I will protect you from your sins and wash away your blood."

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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