The Romantic CEO

Jiang Yichen's voice sounds a bit lazy: "I've just returned home, and there's been a lot of things recently."

The company's subsidiary companies are going to be listed, and the development case has been stuck and has not been approved for a long time. Jiang Yichen has had too many things that he has not been satisfied with recently.

Jiang's mother snorted discontentedly: "knowing that you are busy, my mother doesn't even call you. I asked my friend to bring some Tibetan medicine for Niannian to tonify the body. You can come here when you are free."

"Good."

"By the way, son, is it true that the news said about you and that little star?" Mother Jiang's voice cooled down.

"No, it's written by the media."

"That's good. I'll tell you, when you get married, you'll be more restrained, you know?"

"Yes!" Jiang Yichen said lightly.

His private life is low-key, and he doesn't like to express himself in front of the media. Recently, his affair with summer evening is also deliberately fried. His working hours are not enough. How can he care about such irrelevant news.

Jiang Yichen took back his mobile phone and took a look at it. It was already eight o'clock in the evening.

We don't have to go to the party.

After taking a bath and changing her clothes, she felt very hungry. Aunt Rong went home from a rest today. She didn't expect Jiang Yichen to come back. She went downstairs with long hair and looked at the man sitting on the sofa reading financial magazines and pursed her lips slightly: "did you eat it in the evening?"

"Does it look like I've eaten it?" Jiang Yichen picked up her eyebrows, and her eyes were tinged with displeasure.

He was used to this indifferent tone: "what do you want to eat?"

Jiang Yichen put down the financial magazine in his hand and pressed his eyebrows: "my stomach is not comfortable. I don't want to eat."

"There is still some hand rolling noodles in the refrigerator. If you don't eat it, your stomach will be more uncomfortable at night," he said. How about some noodles? "

Jiang Yichen stares at her, looks at her carefully to please the appearance, sneers: "follow you."

After taking a breath, she rolled out her hand and walked into the kitchen.

In fact, Jiang Yichen is really difficult to get along with. He is not happy and angry, and his personality is uncertain.

In the first 18 years of his life, Jiang Yichen was a good boy of Miao Hong. His 18-year-old father went to prison and committed suicide in prison. After a sudden family accident, no one knew where he had gone. In recent years, he suddenly began to gain fame in a city and became a hot business power.

I can't remember when I fell in love with him, or that day, he borrowed her bike and didn't say hello, which made her cry because she thought her new car was lost. After that, he apologized and gave her back to buy ice cream. Or that day, she interviewed him at the school sports meeting, and he handed her the medal to her and said it was for you.

She also wanted to marry him, but not in such an embarrassing way.

After a while, Miss came out with the cooked noodles. Jiang Yichen took a look at it. He put the bowl on the table and rubbed his hands: "eat first. There is no food at home."

Jiang Yichen tossed and tossed for so long, but he was a little hungry. He sat down and rubbed noodles with his chopsticks. As soon as he was about to enter, he saw the woman on the opposite side looking at him nervously, but there seemed to be some expectation in his eyes.

Sure enough, after he took a sip of noodles, the soft voice rang out: "taste Not bad! "

Thinking about it is really a little nervous, afraid of being picky, President of Jiangda dislikes her cooking skills.

Jiang Yichen raised his face and studied her nervous and expectant expression. Suddenly, he wanted to laugh, but in the end he said, "generally, I can swallow it."

When she breathed a breath, she thought it was a compliment. Anyway, she didn't hate it. She lowered her head and seriously picked up the noodles in her bowl.

Jiang Yichen moved his eyes away from her and wiped the corners of his mouth with a paper towel, as if carelessly speaking: "are you free this weekend?"

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