Note the sweet scale

Chapter 739 Which hand picks and chops which hand (3)

After the meal, he immediately packed up the simple luggage and handed it over to Chen Qing who came to pick up the car, and he held Yi Meng's shoulder with concern.

"I'll probably be back in two or three days. If you want to accompany grandma, just stay here for two days. I will tell Chen Qing to pick you up."

"Okay." Yi Meng supported his arm and sent him to the gate, "Call me when you land, and..."

"Don't pick wild flowers on the side of the road, right?" The man smirked.

"You can pick it too?" She waved her small hand and made a chopping gesture, "Which hand picks which hand chops!"

"Forget it, I still have to eat meat with my hands!" Situ Nanke stopped on the steps, "Okay, don't give it away, it's rare that I don't have to go to work today, so I can take a good rest at home, and let Mrs. Feng eat whatever I want. Do it for you, my husband will be back soon."

After kissing her face, he turned around and got into the car. After Chen Qing closed the car door, he still slid down the car window and warned her.

"Call me anytime if you need anything."

She just smiled and waved to him. The driver started the car and watched the car drive out of the alley. Only then did Yi Meng turn around and come back, humming a little tune and closing the door tightly.

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Magic City.

Burke's villa community.

The photographer presses the shutter and looks at the photo in his hand with satisfaction.

"Okay, good... let's take another set of terraces."

Meng Yiran immediately walked to the terrace cooperatively, her eyes met the car driving outside, she turned her face in doubt.

The black Mercedes stopped, and a tall figure got out of the car door. It was none other than Ye Jiangcheng.

Seeing her, Ye Jiangcheng smiled and waved to her.

Smiling back at the other party, Meng Yiran turned to the photographer.

"Take a break, Mr. Ye is here!"

At this time, Ye Jiangcheng had already entered the gate of the villa, "Everyone has worked hard, is Ms. Meng finished filming?"

"It's almost enough to take a few more shots." The photographer replied.

Ye Jiangcheng raised his wrist and looked at his watch, "Then shall we have lunch together at noon?"

After a while, the photographer had finished taking the photos, and the staff were still packing their things. Ye Jiangcheng invited Meng Yiran into the car and took her to a club for dinner.

At first, he was just chatting about work and discussing with her some views on this villa complex. In the middle of talking, Ye Jiangcheng suddenly stopped.

"By the way, I almost forgot to mention that I will invite the director of the commercial to come over later. In order to make it easier for you to be closer to the set, I asked the staff to change a hotel for you."

"it is good."

Meng Yiran smiled and didn't care.

On the opposite side, Ye Jiangcheng held up the glass and brought it to his lips to take a sip of the wine.

"As far as I know, Mr. Situ also lives in that hotel. Ms. Meng has nothing to do with it, right?"

Situ Nanke?

Meng Yiran paused slightly for holding the vegetables, and put the vegetables on the plate, a pair of beautiful eyes lifted up and landed on Ye Jiangcheng's face.

"You mean, which Mr. Situ?"

"President Wen Sheng, Situ Nanke." Ye Jiangcheng shook the red wine in his glass, "If Ms. Meng minds, I'll ask them to change a hotel for you."

"it does not matter."

Meng Yiran put the vegetables into her mouth with a smile, chewed them slowly, her eyes fell on Ye Jiangcheng's face, and while she was chewing the vegetables, she was examining Ye Jiangcheng in her heart.

After the contract was signed, Ye Jiangcheng never had contact with her again, this was the second time since the last meeting.

With the sensitivity of a woman, she soon felt that he was a drunkard.

As the president, she had to worry about which hotel she stayed in, which really made her have to think too much.

(End of this chapter)