The news that An Boyuan and Ye Lishu were divorcing soon reached An Zhisu's ears. At that time, she was in the studio instructing Xu Baozhu and the others on a difficult embroidery technique. She pricked her hand accidentally and it hurt her.
Hissed.
"Sister An, are you okay?" Xu Baozhu asked after seeing her pricking her hand.
An Zhisu shook her head and motioned for them to continue. She took the phone and walked out of the embroidery room.
"Where did you hear the news? Is it reliable?" After walking out, An Zhisu asked Song Jiaren on the other side of the phone.
"It should be reliable. I heard it from my friends in the same industry. It seems that your father's royal lawyer took part of his real estate to notarization two days ago. He said that he wanted a divorce and planned to distribute all the real estate under his name to Ye Lishu." Song Jia
As soon as he heard the rumor, he immediately called An Zhisu.
An Zhisu was silent, very surprised.
"Zhisu, are you still there?" Song Jiaren called out after not hearing a sound for a while.
An Zhisu came to his senses: "Here, I'm just surprised that my dad actually wants to divorce Ye Lishu."
"There's nothing surprising, right? Your father didn't know what the mother and daughter were thinking before, but now he knows that they can still celebrate the New Year without getting divorced." Song Jiaren said without any surprise.
An Zhisu shrugged: "Well, it has nothing to do with me anyway, but Ye Lishu and An Tingnuan must have exploded. Even if they were beaten to death, they wouldn't have thought that my father was so awesome."
"It's definitely going to explode. After the divorce, Ye Lishu is no longer the wife of the chairman of An's Group. She is just a small shareholder. An Tingnuan has no one to rely on, which makes it worse." Song Jiaren laughed, this time An's father
Very powerful.
"Let's see how long she can last." An Zhisu thought to himself that the more An Tingnuan had no way out, the more likely it was that Ding Qi would return to China. This time his father's unintentional intervention really played a role in fueling the situation.
"Don't worry, come one by one. I, Lawyer Song, will be ready to send them to jail at any time." Song Jiaren won three lawsuits in a row, and her reputation in the legal world became more and more popular, and her tone became louder than before.
An Zhisu chuckled: "Lawyer Song, hold still and don't drift away."
"It's definitely impossible to float. I've gained a few pounds recently, Worry Sang." Song Jiaren sat on a chair and stretched out her hand to pinch her waist. Oh no, there was already some fat.
Damn it, it's all Xia Jingze's fault, the cooking is so delicious, she can't control herself and accidentally gains weight.
"I'm convinced that you can gain weight by eating takeout every day. Which takeaway you ordered is so delicious? I'll order it back to try it." An Zhisu has been wanting to ask this question for a long time.
Song Jiaren:......
Of course Song Jiaren couldn't tell the truth. There was no takeout. She hadn't ordered takeout since Xia Jingze shamelessly moved into her house. She just told her what she wanted to eat.
"Oops, I suddenly got a call. I won't talk about it for now. I'll talk about it later. Bye..." Song Jiaren, who felt guilty, immediately followed the "phone escape" and ran away.
An Zhisu stared at the phone strangely and touched her chin. Based on her understanding of Song Jiaren, she clearly felt guilty.
Could it be that there is something he is hiding from himself?
As my best friends grow older, they all have little secrets.
An Zhisu shook his head, feeling as worried as an old mother in his heart.
When I got home in the evening, An Zhisu told Ye Lancheng about the incident. Ye Lancheng was cooking in the kitchen, and An Zhisu was twirling around like a little tail and talking a lot.
"Oh." Ye Lancheng's reaction was very dull.
"You didn't even guess that my father was going to divorce Ye Lishu, right?" Seeing his dull reaction, An Zhisu asked suspiciously.
Ye Lancheng glanced at her sideways: "Do you think of me as a god or Zhuge Liang?"
"Then why is your reaction so dull?" An Zhisu also glanced at him sideways: "I'm very surprised. My dad finally got the idea."
Ye Lancheng was very cooperative: "How about opening champagne to celebrate?"
"Okay, okay." An Zhisu's eyes lit up: "I'll go to the wine cellar to get it."
Saying that he would not give Ye Lancheng a chance to go back on his words, he ran away without a trace.
The corners of Ye Lancheng's mouth twitched.
…
Song Jiaren's assistant found that her boss was a little weird recently. The boss who usually likes to work overtime the most, recently got off work earlier than the other part-time workers like them. Even if there was unfinished work, he would take it home and finish it. He would never stay in the office to work overtime.
The assistant suspected that the boss was in love. After all, his face was rosy and good-looking recently, and he looked like he was being nourished by his boyfriend. It was just love, and the boss was not young anymore, so there was no need to act like he was having an affair.
Of course, the assistant didn't dare to spit it out, she just muttered it silently in her heart.
Today, Song Jiaren got off work on time again, and returned home on time. When she opened the door, a familiar smell came to her nose, drifting from the kitchen, tickling her taste buds.
Song Jiaren's stomach was unsatisfactoryly hungry. She was obviously not hungry at all on the way back, so why did Mao become hungry when he smelled the smell of rice?
"I'm back, let's change clothes, wash hands and eat." Xia Jingze had a cute apron hanging around his neck and was holding two plates of food. When he saw Song Jiaren coming back, his tone was like greeting his wife who was coming home from get off work.
Song Jiaren took a sip of saliva and said against her will: "I'm not hungry. I ate too much tea in the afternoon, so I won't eat at night."
"Don't want to eat?" Xia Jingze put the plate on the table, pointed at the dish covered by the pot lid and said, "I made fragrant pig's trotters for you, are you sure you don't want to eat it?"
Song Jiaren:......
Damn it, can you not mention this dish?
Song Jiaren's hard-earned strength was shattered in an instant. It was her favorite dish. It was Xia Jingze who discovered that she likes to eat pig's trotters, but most restaurants' pig's trotters are greasy, so she only eats them every time.
A new dish invented after looking at plums to quench thirst.
Speaking of this new dish, the taste is simply superb, so delicious, it’s not greasy at all, and it melts in your mouth. Song Jiaren feels that her skin has improved recently because of eating pig’s trotters.
"If you don't want to eat, I will." Xia Jingze has learned a lot about dealing with Song Jiaren recently. He is not angry when she says she won't eat, and he doesn't force her to eat.
But this method of retreating to advance can make Song Jiaren surrender every time.
As soon as Jingze finished cooking this and opened the lid of the pot, Song Jiaren was already attracted by the fragrant aroma.
"Ahem, seeing as you work so hard to cook, I'll just have to eat a few bites." Song Jiaren's face became thicker and thicker.
Xia Jingze moved his face closer: "Why don't you give me a kiss as a reward."
"Do you want me to give you a big mouth?" Song Jiaren raised her hand and threatened.
"Having no conscience." Xia Jingze curled his lips and handed her the chopsticks.
Song Jiaren didn't wash her hands either. She took the chopsticks with one hand, took a wet tissue with the other and wiped it casually twice before starting to eat.
Looking at Song Jiaren, who has become more and more fair and beautiful recently, Xia Jingze is filled with a sense of accomplishment. He has a feeling that he is developing through play. Although the progress is slow, it is better than moisturizing things silently. He can already feel that Song Jiaren is moisturizing.
People no longer reject him as much as before.
If you want a woman to like you and then fall in love with you, you must first let her get used to you. The first thing she sees when she opens her eyes every day is you, and the last thing she sees before going to bed every day is you. The first thing she sees when she goes home is you.
The eyes are you, and the last thing she looks at before going out is you. If things go on like this, you will become an indispensable part of her life.
Xia Jingze was very happy when he thought that he was slowly becoming a part of Song Jiaren. He had to be patient when chasing a girlfriend. He was enjoying this process very much now.