She is not a two-faced person, with a face in front of others and a face behind her.
But she is not good at this kind of interpersonal social engagements.
However, her identity cannot be ignored by everyone's greetings.
She lowered the smile on her face and breathed a sigh of relief.
No social laughter.
The elevator went directly to the underground parking lot. She pressed the unlock button on the car key, and the headlight flashed with a jingle. She saw the parking position of the car, strode over and drove out.
When she arrived at the bookstore, she carefully selected and bought two complete collections of home-cooked dishes.
She returned to the company and sat on the sofa to watch.
From time to time, I would look over the desk.
Jiang Yaojing is having a video conference with the headquarters.
He was lazy and leaned back with his body relaxed.
I don’t know what he said, his expression sometimes wrinkles and sometimes stretches.
Song Yunyun was very quiet and did not disturb him.
His coffee cup is empty.
Song Yunyun went to make another cup for him and put it on the table.
Jiang Yaojing looked up at her, but she smiled, but said nothing, turned around and walked towards the sofa.
She took a sip of the juice and continued to turn on the recipe.
When I was tired of sitting, I took off my shoes and lay on the sofa.
Jiang Yaojing picked up the coffee, took a sip, and when he put it down, he looked at her.
She seemed to enjoy the quiet time.
He raised his lips faintly.
His eyes returned to the computer conference video and became serious again.
Time passes by little by little.
Song Yunyun was a little anxious at first, but Jiang Yaojing's meeting was not over.
Wu's mother is not here, and Han Xin is taking care of her two children at home, so she must have no time to cook dinner.
She came over and said in a very low voice, "I'll go back first?"
Jiang Yaojing knew why she was in a hurry to go back, so he called the secretary in.
"You go to book a restaurant, and then go back to my house and pick up two children and my mother to the restaurant."
He went there after finishing his work.
The secretary said, "Yes."
Song Yunyun had no choice but to sit back and wait.
It was dark before he finished the meeting.
Song Yunyun stretched, "You're finally finished your work."
Jiang Yaojing came over and Fushun made her hair messy, "Are you anxious?"
"I'm fine, mainly because I'm afraid that my mother will not be able to take care of the two children."
Jiang Yaojing said, "It's not that fast to find servants who are good in all aspects."
Song Yunyun knew, "This is not urgent, I will be at home."
Jiang Yaojing said, "You always ask for leave, which is not a long-term solution."
Song Yunyun looked at him and said nothing.
The two left the company together. On the way to the restaurant, Song Yunyun asked him, "What do you like to eat? I'll learn it and make it for you in the future."
Jiang Yaojing, “…”
"We share the same bed, don't you even know what I like to eat?"
Song Yunyun, “…”
She asked back, "Then do you know what I like to eat?"
Jiang Yaojing, “…”
He didn't know either.
"I will pay attention in the future. We were all too busy with work before and didn't have time to pay attention to each other."
Song Yunyun held his arm, "I like lightness. Actually, I am not picky about food, just eat healthy."
This is probably a common problem for doctors.
For diet, I like lightness and require health.
Jiang Yaojing said, "I'm not picky about food."
"Tell me some things you like to eat, I have learned to make them for you to eat."
Jiang Yaojing pondered for a moment, "I like stir-fried Dutch beans, stir-fried mushrooms with small vegetables, squid soup, braised fish, and steamed shrimp."
Song Yunyun smiled.
Because what he said was all the things she made in the cooking last time.
It is very simple, without any technical content, and is light home-cooked.
"I like to eat as long as it is made by you." Jiang Yaojing said.
Song Yunyun replied, "I will try my best to learn to cook more and let you get 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 and wash your hands to make soup for me?"