Chen Xia

Chapter 132 Hot Search
"I only saw your interview when I went to the store today. I shamelessly sat on someone's TV set outside for more than an hour."

"It's so cold today. If I hadn't worn a thick cotton coat, I might have turned into a popsicle."

"My face turned red from the cold. To thank the boss, I bought two big bags of snacks, and I couldn't finish them."

After each sentence, there was a brief silence on the other end of the phone.

Ye Mian was so bored that she escaped from the bed and took a breath of fresh air before getting back in and continuing.

"So you have to tell me directly next time, okay?"

The girl's voice was clear, and although there was no tone of grievance, the content of her words still made people feel pitiful.

The black Rolls Royce parked in front of the villa, the driver got out of the car and opened the door, the cold wind blowing in blew away the heating in the car.

The wind is really bitingly cold.

Jiang Chen imagined the scene of the girl squatting in front of the TV, and his eyes softened.

His tone was gentle but somewhat worried.

"Do you have a cold?"

"No, I'm in good health, and I took a hot bath when I came back."

Ye Mian nestled under the quilt, caught something out of the corner of her eye, and suddenly smiled.

"What are you laughing at?"

As Jiang Chen asked, he stepped out of the car with one long leg, turned around and got into the wheelchair pushed by the driver. The whole process was not rushed, but there was a careless, lazy and noble air.

On such a cold day, he was pinching the phone with his white fingers, the bones of his hands were glowing red, and there was a pampering look in his eyes.

Ye Mian held her phone and smiled, the screen emitting a strong light in the darkness shrouded by quilts, "I'm looking at hot searches, your hot searches."

"mine?"

"Yeah, the clip of your interview has become a trending search. Wow, it's now the top two."

Ye Mian exclaimed in surprise, that entry was very popular, and almost everyone was chatting with each other, as if they were in a competition.

Of course, there will occasionally be a few sour comments in the real-time square, complaining that Jiang Chen is a pretty boy who only relies on his family.

Ye Mian wanted to fight back several times.

But the comments in the real-time square were posted too quickly. As soon as I could see the text clearly, the next second, the post was flushed into the vast sea of ​​people.

Jiang Chen didn't pay much attention to this matter, but the girl was watching, so he asked casually, "What are you talking about?"

"Just wait, I'll read it to you!"

Ye Mian cleared his throat, and picked and read a few interesting comments to him.

"Why isn't this big guy in the financial world bald? It's because I'm narrow-minded."

"The handsome man is eight degrees colder, but my sister's love for you is still so strong."

"Boss, I went to take the exam today, but I couldn't write a single question, so I wrote your name all over the paper, and I got full marks because the teacher said that you can't go wrong if you like someone."

"..."

The late night wind blew wildly in the front yard of the villa.

Jiang Chen entered the living room, took off his coat, slowly poured himself a cup of tea, and just sat on the sofa, holding his phone and listening to the girl's ramble.

The cold temperament around him gradually softened.

No matter how low the outdoor temperature is, the girl's voice is like burning firewood, dazzling and warm.

"I've thought about it for a long time, how can I express my feelings for you clearly within the limited words, if I say too complicated, it may make readers miss the point, if I say too concise, it may Misunderstood the reader, so I have to weigh and think to explain my experience clearly: you are beautiful."

Ye Mian made herself laugh as she thought about it. She took a sip of water with a dry mouth and was surprised to realize that Jiang Chen had not spoken a word.

She suspected that her smile was too low, or that Jiang Chen was busy, so she asked uncertainly, "Jiang Chen, are you listening?"

The room was silent, and the voices of the elders chatting outside the window could be vaguely heard, followed by Jiang Chen's voice.

"Well, I'm listening."

There was a small smile in the man's voice, as if to prove it, he said word by word: "I have to think about it again and again before I can explain my thoughts about you. You are so good-looking."

He said the last four words of the earthy love story in a charming manner, and the pronunciation of the words is very clear with his naturally charming voice.

The soft girl's love words came into his mouth, but it was more like a sincere confession.

Ye Mian's heart suddenly missed a beat.

In the dark, she was wrapped in a quilt and kicked her legs, danced happily, then turned over and lay on the pillow, and said slowly: "You are so pretty!"

But to be honest, when Ye Mian looked at Jiang Chen on the video, she had a strange feeling in her heart.

On the one hand, she feels that Jiang Chen has not changed, he has always been very gentle to her, and he is the most tempered person she has ever met.

But I feel that he has changed, he has become capable and powerful...and he has finally been respected by many people, but he seems to be even more tired.

How can a person not be tired if he works continuously and continuously?

Ye Mian felt distressed, and was no longer as happy as before, but asked with a smile, "Jiang Chen, the new year is coming, can you rest for a few days?"

"Huh?" Jiang Chen smiled silently: "Want to see me?"

Ye Mian was stunned for a moment, but she said frankly: "I think about it, but don't come."

"why?"

Ye Mian frowned, in disbelief that he could ask such a question.

"Your foot injury hasn't healed yet, you should rest more, and you can't run around."

Jiang Chen took off his glasses again, rubbed his sore brows, and his voice was as clear as ever: "Okay, I will rest, thank you Xiaoyemian for your concern."

Having said that, he still had a meeting record by his hand.

It was something I planned to deal with after hanging up the phone.

The girl's concern goes hand in hand with her actions, thinking that Jiang Chen must have had nothing to eat after a busy day.

Ye Mian asked Jiang Chen for his address.

I manually ordered a portion of bone porridge for Jiang Chen on the takeout app, and specifically selected a private restaurant near him. The price was a bit expensive, but it was clean and hygienic.

After the bone porridge was delivered, Jiang Chen was urged by her to drink half a bowl.

Take advantage of this gap.

Ye Mian sent Jiang Chen the small bridge and river scene that he took today.

The warm tube bone porridge exuded warmth. Jiang Chen clicked into the chat box and took a look at the photos.

The evening breeze, which seemed to be thousands of miles away, blew around, carrying the gurgling water of the river, mixed with the simple atmosphere of the countryside, and spread in the closed space.

He paused, looking at the bare tree trunks outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the extremely expensive rockery artificial spring, which formed a strong contrast with the stunning town, and it was not pleasing to the eye no matter how you looked at it.

He blamed it all on the girl.

It seems that only the place where the girl is can have that dazzling and warm atmosphere.

This is a magnetic field that even money cannot stack up.

Extraordinarily fascinating.

But he couldn't leave everything and run away.

He has understood since he was a child.

Waste is not qualified to protect anyone.

(End of this chapter)