Wen Jing stood up suddenly with a loud sound, and the sudden movement frightened Sister Ping.

Wen Jing took a quick step, rushed to Sister Ping, snatched the bag from her hand, and gave her a bright smile.

That big mouth with red lipstick startled Sister Ping again.

Why would you wear lipstick of this color when you have nothing to do at work?

Forget it, could you please stop grinning at her? You can clearly see the shredded meat and vegetable leaves on her front teeth!

Didn’t you say that you only ate half an egg? Where did the meat and vegetables come from?

"Sister Ping, thank you for the mango, I'll accept it."

Sister Ping looked weird.

"Didn't you just say that you were allergic to mangoes?"

Wenjing neatly took out the mango from the bag, put it under the tip of his nose and took a deep sniff, with an intoxicated look on his face.

"Sister Ping, I'm actually not allergic to mangoes. I'll keep it because of your kindness.

With such good mangoes, don’t take advantage of that fat woman Xiao Zhang.”

Before Sister Ping could say anything, Wen Jing took out a small fruit knife from the drawer, made a cross on the tip of the mango, peeled it open twice, opened her mouth wide and bit down hard.

The delicious juice ignited her taste buds and made her feel like she was in heaven.

“This mango is simply amazing!

Just like star fruit, both are so delicious!

Sure enough, I was right about the person. If the person is good, the fruit will be good too!"

Under Sister Ping's surprised gaze, Wen Jing ate the mango in three or two mouthfuls, making a sucking sound like a pig.

After eating the mango pulp, Wen Jing didn't stop. She took the mango core, which was as thin as paper, in her hand and used her teeth to scrape the remaining pulp on the core.

Over and over again, she didn't put it down until the core of the mango became as white as paper and there was no trace of pulp left.

It wasn't over yet. She looked at the leather on the table, her eyes shining brightly.

I took the mango peel and used my teeth to scrape the mango flesh stuck to it, almost eating the thin skin into my stomach.

Finally, she licked the fruit knife and the mango juice on her hand with unsatisfied intentions, her lips were yellow with red.

That's because the lipstick smudged, making the already not small mouth look even bigger.

Sister Ping was stunned when she saw Wen Jing's embarrassed eating look.

"Damn it, this eating scene is too scary, isn't it? Have you been locked up in prison and starved for thousands of years?"

How come she didn't know Wen Jing was so wretched before?

She finally calmed down and coughed twice.

"Wen Jing, what do you think of the boy I introduced to you?

Do you want to make an appointment to meet?"

Wen Jing was immersed in the scent of mango, and her mind was filled with Lin Xing's handsome appearance. She made no secret of her disdain for the person introduced by Sister Ping.

"Sister Ping, that person is not suitable!

Height, appearance, income, and occupation are all not up to my standards. They are far below the standards. I can only give him a five-point rating.

Let’s not meet again and waste each other’s time.”

Hearing what she said, Sister Ping secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately we won't meet.

She regretted making the introduction.

She owed Wen Jing a favor these days, and she happened to have a friend's son who wanted to find a partner, so she introduced him to Wen Jing.

If Wen Jing were to have dinner with that boy, the boy would definitely be scared away when he saw the obscene look on her face.

Isn’t it ridiculous that Wen Jing’s own salary is 2,500 yuan, but she despises others’ salary of 15,000 yuan?

You are not tall, but you still have the nerve to despise others for being short?

Ordinary looking guy, looking for a handsome guy?

Alas, no wonder this old girl can't get married. It's better not to introduce her to her in the future.

It is impossible for a man to like such a thing.

"What a pity. Next time someone is suitable, Sister Ping will introduce it to you."

Just saying politely, I was too impulsive this time and there will be no next time.

Wen Jing asked curiously: "Sister Ping, which friend did you just say gave you the mangoes and how did you buy them?"

Sister Ping's mind started spinning rapidly.

She couldn't tell the truth. In fact, the mango was a gift from the man who asked her to be a matchmaker.

She didn't like eating mangoes, so she just wanted to do Wen Jing a favor.

If Wen Jing knew that the man bought the mango, she might even beg to meet him.

It's best not to see each other anymore. If Wen Jing is despised by her husband and complains about her at home, her relationship with her parents will be very awkward.

"Oh, my husband's friend didn't know where he got the mangoes. My husband didn't like mangoes, so he gave them to me."

Wen Jing looked disdainful.

"I thought your husband suddenly had a good taste. I want to buy mangoes from this store, but I can't get them."

Sister Ping frowned, this familiar tone of voice was still so unpleasant.

Wen Jing held her chin, suddenly feeling sad.

"Sister Ping, let me tell you the truth, the mango seller is a young and handsome man.

He has been to our inpatient department and visited the patients several times. I have a good impression of him, and I feel that he also has a good impression of me. He even took the initiative to give me fruit buns.

However, our relationship has reached an impasse recently, and I don't know what to do.

If a girl takes too much initiative, will she be out of character?"

The corners of Sister Ping's mouth trembled, she looked so crazy.

She heard from her friends that the mango seller was very powerful. One mango sold for 50 yuan. Other fruits were not cheap either. They were snapped up as soon as they were new.

If he is really that handsome and has a lot of money, then the conditions will be very good.

For an older girl with average quiet conditions, the chances of getting married are very slim.

I'm afraid giving gifts is just polite.

Wen Jing was still thinking about her and felt that it must be wishful thinking for people to like her.

It was already obvious when people ignored her.

If a boy likes a girl, he will take the initiative.

Compared with how Wen Jing complained about her friend's child just now, Wen Jing is so ignorant of herself.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel that her introduction to Wen Jing was a stupid move.

She checked her phone, pretended to be busy, and said, "The director wants to see me for something, so I'll go and do some work first, and we'll talk about it later."

Looking at Sister Ping's back as if she was running away, Wen Jing looked melancholy.

"No one understands me..."

She savored the faint scent of mango in her mouth. The scent had penetrated into her soul, making her unable to extricate herself from it.

Looking at her hands and feet, there was no difference, which surprised her.

She immediately picked up the mirror and looked at her face, with a look of surprise on her face.

"No allergies!

I used to experience immediate effects as soon as I touched mangoes, and my mouth and face would become red and swollen.

I've been eating Lin Xing's mangoes for a minute or two, but there's no reaction at all!

This mango is really amazing!

Delicious and non-allergenic!

Yay! I can eat mangoes again!

No, just go for this mango, even if I’m shameless, I have to catch him!”

She was full of fighting spirit again.

"I'll post on Moments again to see if he will pay attention to me."

She moved her fingers and a text was sent out.

"Just now, my friend treated me to a super delicious mango. The core is as thin as a piece of paper. It's so fragrant and smells like coconut. It's from the Xingwang brand!
To be continued...