She raised her eyes and glanced at Lu Xixin. She seemed a little worried and changed the topic directly: "It's all in the past, let's not talk about it anymore."
Lu Xixin watched Xia Weiyang's performance quietly, taking in all her actions.
But said nothing.
Seeing that Lu Xixin was not irritated, Xia Weiyang was a little dissatisfied, and deliberately looked at Shen Jiayao: "Jiayao, why don't you take kumquat ointment? Do you want to try it and see what's different from before? After so many years, my craftsmanship has improved.
There has been a lot of progress.”
After saying that, he glanced at Lu Xixin with a profound look in his eyes: "Miss Lu is so generous, so I guess you won't mind. I just sent a can of kumquat ointment to Jiayao. I'm a little worried about his bad throat.
"
Lu Xixin knew that Xia Weiyang told her on purpose, and Lu Xixin didn't care about these little tricks.
But even if you don't care, you can't let others bully you.
Her eyes fell on the kumquat ointment, she tilted her head and thought for a while, and was about to speak.
Shen Jiayao next to him spoke, his tone serious and distant: "Ms. Xia, I don't accept gifts. If you really want to give them, you can contact Secretary Dong and he will handle it."
In one sentence, he directly drew a Chu-Han barrier between Xia Weiyang and him, grouping Xia Weiyang with those ordinary gift-givers.
This man clearly knows the difference.
What a clear distinction between love and hate!
Lu Xixin couldn't hold back and burst into laughter.
Shen Jiayao actually turned around and looked at her innocently: "What are you laughing at?"
Lu Xixin held Shen Jiayao's arm and pinched him quietly.
Sensing her little movement, Shen Jiayao lowered his head and blinked at her.
Lu Xixin was so sweet at once, she lowered her eyes and snickered, her shoulders twitching.
Such an unabashed show of affection made Xia Weiyang's eyes turn red.
Before she came here, she was still calm and calm, preparing to take a closer look and bring back Shen Jiayao's memories bit by bit.
Now that she was stimulated by the two people's obvious show of affection, Xia Weiyang could no longer pretend, her heart was fluctuating violently, and she directly asked: "Jia Yao, I remember that you have pharyngitis and your throat is often uncomfortable. I have been keeping it in mind.
"Look, I have been working hard to study the recipe of kumquat ointment for these years, just so that one day I can give you the most effective kumquat ointment. Don't you see these thoughts?"
She had sacrificed so much for Shen Jiayao, why couldn't he see it? Could it be that he didn't care about the old relationship at all?
Xia Weiyang stretched out her hands to show the wounds caused by cutting kumquats on her hands, and said with a sad tone: "Have you seen these wounds? In addition to kumquat ointment, there are also rock sugar, snow pear soup, and Sichuan clam ointment. I have not known about it for so many years.
I have studied how many ways to make throat soup, learned them all, and tried them over and over again. I took great pains to select raw materials from various places in the world, and selected the most filling and fresh ingredients, just to achieve the best effect.
, make your throat feel more comfortable."
Speaking of this, Xia Weiyang suddenly raised her eyes, pointed at Lu Xixin, and asked: "And what about her? What has she done for you?"
Xia Weiyang sneered: "Oh, she probably doesn't even know that you have pharyngitis, right? Why do you want to protect a woman who doesn't care about you at all?"
"Sorry." Shen Jiayao slowly raised his eyes and said in a lazy tone, "Asarum cured my pharyngitis."
Xia Weiyang: "..."
Xia Weiyang didn't know how she got out of the room. She was like a wandering spirit. It wasn't until she returned to her room that Xia Tian called her and she was stunned.
Shen Jiayao's words just now echoed in her ears: "My pharyngitis is gone and I don't feel any discomfort at all. Ms. Xia can keep the kumquat ointment, Sichuan clam ointment, and snow pear soup for herself. By the way, I have one more thing to say."
Gift——
Useless efforts, no matter how much you do, are of no use at all. At most, they just impress yourself.