Chief, Love for you is wrong

Hearing this, Chen Ze immediately burst into a giggle. Qin Jing looked at him again. Chen Ze pursed his lips and pushed the mirror frame on the bridge of his nose to solve Qin Jing's doubts.

"Well, when I used to see San Shao introduce someone, I only heard him say his name once. The last time I saw him introduce his wife to Tianbao, the male lawyer he met with Bihai, San Shao deliberately explained that Jing was Li Qingjing's Jing. I wondered when San Shao became so wordy and why he explained that. Now I finally understand."

Chen Ze's warm voice had an uncontrollable teasing smile, and Qin Jing blushed with chagrin.

She is really careful. She has to deliberately say liqingjing every time she explains to others. She is afraid that others will confuse her "Jing" with Mu Jing's "Jing". After all, liqingjing's Jing uses much less frequency than Mu Jing's Jing.

Being guessed about the central thing, she pretended to glare at Chen Ze, "you say again, I'll ask Mr. Wen to deduct your salary for ten years!"

Chen Zeli looked hard. "You two husband and wife can't do this ~ ~ ~ last time, San Shao also threatened me with this... Deduct me for ten years, deduct me for ten years, and when will my wife save enough ~ ~"

The two joked and Chen Zecai officially introduced them to Qin Jing.

"Zhu Wenli is specially responsible for the pick-up and delivery of Mrs. Shao to and from work, as well as some precautions in daily life. She is already the mother of a junior high school child and a person from the past. You can ask her what Mrs. Shao doesn't understand."

He turned to Zhu Wenli and said, "I just told you not to worry. Young lady is very easy to get along with. Of course, if I don't deduct my ten-year salary, I'll get along better."

*****

Before going to bed, Qin Jing wanted to call Wen Jili. He was afraid that he was busy and had to send a good night SMS. It was very simple, just five words.

Good night, Mr. Wen

After pressing the send button, there is an unspeakable sweetness in my heart. It is not very rich, but it has endless aftertaste charm.

When Qin Jing came back from the bathroom to brush her teeth and was about to go to bed, her mobile phone buzzed. She hurried to the bedside table, picked up her mobile phone and looked at it. The three words [Mr. Wen] jumped on the bright screen.

Unconsciously, the corners of his mouth tilted slightly. Qin Jing quickly climbed back to bed, covered the quilt and pressed the answer button.

"Asleep? It took so long to answer the phone?" in the phone, Wen Jili's low magnetic voice came.

"Just came back from the toilet!" Qin Jing leaned over and turned the light on the bedside table dark. "Are you going to sleep? How can you go out on business without taking aze?"

"It's not that early." Wen Jili changed the topic without trace. "Is the aunt azze is looking for used to it? If he doesn't feel good, ask him to find another one."

Speaking of this, Qin Jing asked, "why do you suddenly invite an aunt back? It costs a lot of money? I can cook by myself."

I heard Ji Li's low laughter on the phone. Soon, his voice with a smile came from the other end of the phone, "fool, money is used to waste. Money is not wasted. Why do I work so hard to make money?"

"Raise me!" Qin Jing replied calmly. Just as soon as she said it, she wanted to bite off her tongue immediately. No one said it was so shameless ~ ~ she lost her face

Even if Wen Jili couldn't see her expression in other cities, Qin Jing was so red that she directly pulled on the quilt and covered the man in the quilt.