After the phone was hung up, Jingting stood up and put away his cell phone. His beautiful lips raised slightly, and his gentle eyes fell on the girl opposite, "See you in the evening, brother and sister, there is something else in our company, we have to leave first, worship
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"By bye." Xu Jinxia stood up and watched the man leave.
It was not until Jingting's figure disappeared at the door and until the footsteps were gone that Jinxia breathed a sigh of relief and found that thin beads of sweat had oozed out of the palm of the teacup.
She quickly took two sips of tea, calmed her mind, and sat down on the sofa again.
Jinxia calmly recalled what President Jing said just now... and his intention to ask her out today.
On the way back to the company, Lamborghini became a beautiful landscape, a symbol of identity and rights.
The driver was driving the car, Jingting, wearing a black handmade shirt, sat in the back seat of the car. He had a cold aura and deep eyes.
The phone rang again and took it out and saw that it was called by my mother.
His long fingers slid over the answer button, and the corners of his lips raised slightly, "Hey, mom."
"Son, what are you doing?" Kyung Zhixia's voice came over, "Are you busy today?"
"I'm not busy on the way back to the company."
My mother couldn't help but be anxious, "Are you driving by yourself? Then don't call now. You can drive well, be careful and don't be distracted!"
"No, there is a driver." Jingting was afraid that his mother would hang up the phone, so he quickly said to her, "Is there anything you are asking me for? You can talk for a while."
"You are on a business trip tomorrow, right? When will your plane take you?" Jing Zhixia asked. She hadn't seen her son and daughter-in-law for a while, and she missed her very much.
"We came over in the morning, and the time was not very certain."
"Then Xiaomi is here too?"
"Well, let's come together to see you and the kids."
"Okay, guess who I met in Canada?" Jing Zhixia was in a good mood and deliberately kept it a secret.
"Who?" Jingting smiled, "It's hard to guess, there are so many old friends."
"Junyue's grandmother." Jing Zhixia said, "I have been studying here for several years. I have studied tea and flower art thoroughly, and my temperament has become more and more elegant."
Jingting was fortunate to see Grandma Huo once. The old man was covered in silver silk. Although the traces of time were left on his face, the kindness and elegance were emitted from his bones, which always gave people a particularly clean feeling.
"Do you live far?" Jingting asked.
"Not far, she lives in a nearby manor. I met by chance while walking. The children have been going to the manor to play recently."
Jing Zhixia then started to talk about the key points, "That's right. Grandma Huo plans to go back to Jiangcheng. If you drive a private plane this time, you can take her back with you at that time."
"No problem." Jingting was very happy, "A small matter."
"Are you familiar with Huo Junyue?"
"Meet." Jingting replied, "I don't play often, but I often sound like him, a very good person."
"Yes, I heard from her that she majored in chemistry and graduated from the Department of Chemistry at Stanford University. But now she is helping her father manage the company and it is also very popular."
Jingting couldn't help but praise, "Excellent people are often excellent in all fields."
"Yes, yes." Jing Zhixia also agreed with this and was about to see her son. She was very happy. "I'll tell you in advance, you can prepare and take her back to Jiangcheng."