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It’s not that she is two-faced, having one face in front of others and another face behind her back.

It's just that she is not good at this kind of interpersonal communication.

However, due to her identity, she cannot turn a blind eye to everyone's greetings.

She put down the smile on her face and breathed a sigh of relief.

Don't laugh in a social way.

The elevator went directly to the underground parking lot. She pressed the unlock button on the car key, and the headlights flashed with a ding. She saw where the car was parked, strode over, and drove out.

When she arrived at the bookstore, she carefully selected and bought two home-cooked recipes.

She returned to the company and sat on the sofa to watch.

From time to time I would glance over at my desk.

Jiang Yaojing is having a video conference with the head office.

His posture was lazy and his body was relaxed and leaning back.

I don't know what was said over there. His expression sometimes wrinkled and sometimes relaxed.

Song Yunyun was very quiet and did not disturb him.

His coffee cup is empty.

Song Yunyun went to make him another cup and put it on the table.

Jiang Yaojing raised his eyes to look at her. She smiled but said nothing and turned around and walked towards the sofa.

She took a sip of juice and continued to flip through the recipes.

When I got tired of sitting, I took off my shoes and lay down on the sofa.

Jiang Yaojing picked up the coffee and took a sip. When he put it down, he glanced at her.

She seemed to enjoy the quiet time.

He raised his lips slightly.

His eyes returned to the computer conference video and became serious again.

Time passed little by little.

Song Yunyun started to get a little anxious, but Jiang Yaojing's meeting was still not over.

Mother Wu was away, and Han Xin was taking care of the two children at home, so she definitely didn't have time to cook dinner.

She came over and said in a very small voice, "Should I go back first?"

Jiang Yaojing knew why she was in a hurry to go back, so he called his secretary in.

"You go and book a restaurant, then go back to my house and pick up the two children and my mother to the restaurant."

He'll come over after he's done with his work here.

The secretary said, "Yes."

Song Yunyun had no choice but to sit back and wait.

It was getting dark before he ended the meeting.

Song Yunyun stretched out and said, "You are finally done."

Jiang Yaojing came over and smoothed her messed up hair, "Are you in a hurry?"

"I'm okay. The main reason is that I'm afraid my mother won't be able to take care of the two children."

Jiang Yaojing said, "It's not that fast to find a servant who is good in all aspects."

Song Yunyun knew, "It's not urgent, I will be at home."

Jiang Yaojing said, "Always asking for leave is not a long-term solution."

Song Yunyun looked at him and said nothing.

The two left the company together and on the way to the restaurant, Song Yunyun asked him, "What do you like to eat? I've learned it and will cook it for you in the future."

Jiang Yaojing, "..."

"We sleep in the same bed, and you don't even know what I like to eat?"

Song Yunyun, "..."

She asked, "Then do you know what I like to eat?"

Jiang Yaojing, "..."

He doesn't know either.

"I will pay attention to it in the future. We were too busy with work before and didn't have time to pay attention to each other."

Song Yunyun held his arm and said, "I like light food. In fact, I'm not picky about food. I just want to eat healthy."

This is probably a common problem among doctors.

Regarding food, I like light food and want to be healthy.

Jiang Yaojing said, "I'm not picky about food either."

"Tell me a few things you particularly like to eat. I'll learn how to cook them for you."

Jiang Yaojing pondered for a moment, "I like stir-fried snow peas, stir-fried green vegetables and mushrooms, squid soup, braised fish, and steamed shrimps."

Song Yunyun smiled.

Because the things he mentioned were the ones she cooked last time.

It's a simple, light home-cooked dish with no technical content.

"As long as it's made by you, I like to eat it." Jiang Yaojing said.

Song Yunyun replied, "I will try my best and learn to cook more so that you can have hot meals when you get home from get off work."

Jiang Yaojing turned to look at her, "What, do you want to put down the scalpel, wash your hands and make soup for me?"


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