"I... I know, I won't say anything to her." Zhuo Qianyun hesitated and said, "Although I know now, I'm still your girlfriend, but I never thought about using her from the beginning, and naturally I won't have it in the future. I would hire her at the beginning, but because I felt like she was in jail like me, and felt a little sympathetic, so I just wanted to give her a job opportunity."

The coldness in Yi Jinli's eyes dissipated a little, "I won't care about the matter between you and Ye Wenming. As long as I'm still with you, I can work safely. If she has anything to do, you can call me at any time."

After saying that, he gave his mobile phone number to Zhuo Qianyun.

Zhuo Qianyun quickly remembered that there were not many people who could get this phone number in Shenzhen City, but now she actually got it under this situation.

However, Yi Jinli said that he would not care about the matter between her and Ye Wenming, which means that he would not tell Ye Wenming about her whereabouts.

This made Zhuo Qianyun feel relieved.

Yi Jinli stayed in the store all the time, and by the way, he had supper in the store with Ling Yiran.

So, when the work ended on this day, the colleagues in the restaurant knew that Ling still had a very handsome boyfriend.

Those colleagues did not know Yi Jinli's identity, and Ling still only called them "A Jin".

The colleagues also joked that seeing that this boyfriend is quite rich, Ling will still be the life of a noble wife in the future.

Ling can still smile at these words.

If these colleagues knew that he was Yi Jinli, would they still joke like this? Or would they think that there was no possibility for her and Yi Jinli?

Yi Jinli said on the way back, "The boss lady in your store is not bad."

"Well, Sister Zhuo is pretty good." Ling Yiran said, suddenly as if she remembered something, and said again, "By the way, Xiaoyan will have surgery tomorrow. Sister Zhuo and her mother are going to the hospital to guard Xiaoyan. The restaurant will be closed for a few days, and I should not have to go to work in a few days."

"Then at noon tomorrow, won't you be able to eat the takeaway lunch you sent?" he raised his eyebrows.

"..." Is this what he was thinking about? Ling Yiran was a little speechless, but thinking about it, it seemed that lunch had been eaten with him recently, "Why would I make some bento tomorrow to bring it to you."

When she said this, she suddenly thought of her rented house before. Sometimes she had to work overtime or something, and she would prepare the food for him and put it in place. As long as he heated it up, he could eat it.

At that time, she cooked for him by herself. Whenever she saw him eating diligently, she would feel happy.

What people who cook like to see most is that people who eat like to eat it, although those dishes are actually very ordinary, and her skills are also very ordinary.

"Okay." He replied with a smile, "this is what you said, then I will wait for your lunch box tomorrow at noon."

Well, I said everything, but I couldn't go back on my word, so Ling still said, "Then do you have anything to eat?"

"I'm not picky about food. I like it as long as it is made by you." He said.

Not picky about food, in other words... there are no dishes or ingredients that you particularly like. Ling Yiran thought to himself, "Okay, I'll make some randomly tomorrow."
Chapter completed!