Qianjin's counterattack: Mr. Gu stay away from me

Facing Zheng Jiaming's questioning, Jing Shengxia couldn't say a word, she choked up, guessing in her mind, Zheng Jiaming's tone was clearly to protect Leng Qiuhong, could it be that he really had a heart for Leng Qiuhong?

Thinking of this, Jing Shengxia didn't dare to say a word, she withdrew her tears, "I know I was wrong, don't be angry, then what do you think I should do next?"

Hearing that Jing Shengxia's mood had calmed down, Zheng Jiaming looked up at her and said, "Take it easy for a while."

Such an order made Jing Shengxia difficult. Of course, she didn't want to just sit and wait for death, but she knew that if she continued to make trouble, not only would she fail to suppress Leng Qiuhong, but it would make Zheng Jiaming pay more attention to that woman, so she could only agree.

"Don't worry, I won't make trouble anymore, it's just that we've been engaged for a long time, why don't we get married while I'm free during this time!" Every woman wants a perfect marriage proposal Besides, she Jing Shengxia knew that if she waited for Zheng Jiaming to speak, she might not know how long it would be. She couldn't wait, and Leng Qiuhong's appearance made her feel in danger.

Zheng Jiaming's sliding nib rested on the paper, and the ink was quickly smeared. Without a moment's hesitation, he said, "There is no rush to get married."

From Jing Shengxia's point of view, this answer was expected, but it still made her heart ache slightly. She knew that the man in front of her hadn't forgotten that woman Jing Wanqiu. She knew it all along, but she was just deceiving herself.

For a moment, Jing Shengxia felt that she was very pitiful. It was really sad to fall in love with a man who didn't love her.

The only reason she was able to stand by Zheng Jiaming's side and become his fiancee was because she was sensible enough, she knew his likes and dislikes, and she didn't even dare to mention them.

Jing Shengxia comforted himself, wait a little longer, as long as he waits a little longer, Mrs. Zheng's position must be his own.

But right now, Jing Shengxia felt that if she stayed here any longer, she would be humiliating herself. She hurriedly said, "Then I'll go first." Zheng Jiaming didn't look up, and didn't even say a word of goodbye. The assistant stepped forward, "Miss Jing, the president told me to take you down."

Regardless of whether Zheng Jiaming really ordered this, Jing Shengxia felt a warmth in her heart when she heard this. She would rather believe that Zheng Jiaming ordered it specially, and she knew that Zheng Jiaming didn't have a good impression of her.

The next day happened to be the weekend, so Jing Shengxia arranged her work later and arrived at Zheng's Group early in the morning. Before Zheng Jiaming came to the company, she was waiting at the front desk. She had just taken a sip of coffee when she saw the man knocking on the door from the door. walked in.

For so many years, she can always recognize Zheng Jiaming at a glance. She walked over quickly and took the man's arm. Zheng Jiaming was a little surprised by her sudden appearance, "Why are you here?"

"I want to eat cake, it's still that cake shop, can you go with me, go, go!" Jing Shengxia said with a bit of coquettish taste, and there are employees who come and go, like Jing Shengxia It was the first time everyone saw the goddess acting like a baby, so they stayed.

Being watched, Zheng Jiaming was a little embarrassed, he could only obey Jing Shengxia, "Okay, let's go, go to the cake shop." He said and took the woman's wrist from his arms, and walked out of the company's gate first, the driver was waiting in the car , I was planning to go to the parking lot, but I didn't expect the boss to come out so soon.

Zheng Jiaming got in the car, Jing Shengxia trotted and sat in it, "Please go to the cake shop you often go to." Jing Shengxia ordered the driver, and her happiness could be heard even in the tone of her voice.

After a while, the two arrived. In order to avoid commotion, Jing Shengxia got out of the car wearing a mask all the way and walked into the store. The waiter recognized Zheng Jiaming and knew that the woman next to him was Jing Shengxia, so he gave it to her very thoughtfully. They arranged a slightly hidden location.

Not to mention a figure at the door, the time has been calculated since the two of them entered the door. Now that the actors are already in place, Leng Qiuhong took down the magazine covering his cheeks.

She stirred the milk tea in front of her, and suddenly raised her hand and shouted, "Please have a matcha-flavored mousse." In Jing Shengxia's memory, only the former Jing Wanqiu liked this kind of strange combination. , so she looked up a few more times.

I didn't expect that the woman who caught my eye turned out to be Leng Qiuhong, and Zheng Jiaming also saw it. He knew Jing Wanqiu's taste. I didn't expect that this newcomer who was born out of thin air was not only similar in figure to Jing Wanqiu, but even his dessert preference was similar to that of Jing Wanqiu. the same.

Jing Shengxia couldn't control herself, the appearance of this woman gave her too much sense of crisis.She had to ask clearly, before Zheng Jiaming noticed, Jing Shengxia got up and quickly walked to the seat in front of Leng Qiuhong and sat down, "Why do you have the same taste as Jing Wanqiu?"

During the conversation, Jing Shengxia's back was soaked in sweat. At this moment, the waiter brought over the cake. Leng Qiuhong turned a deaf ear to Jing Shengxia's question. Instead, he picked up a spoon and took a sip. Sure enough, he still liked it from memory. Taste, she smiled with some satisfaction.

Jing Shengxia was a little annoyed by ignoring herself like this, she patted the table with a "pop", and Leng Qiuhong looked up at her impatiently.

"What do you want to do? This is a public place, Miss Jing must pay attention to her identity."

Even though he said that, the words clearly didn't mean to look down on Jing Shengxia, instead they were full of contempt.

"Let me ask you, why do you have the same taste as Jing Wanqiu?"

Leng Qiuhong just brushed a strand of fine hair by his ear helplessly, and replied innocently, "I don't know what you are talking about? Who is Jing Wanqiu? I don't know him!"

After some words, Jing Shengxia looked so innocent that he was so angry that he couldn't help but want to do something. But recently, there are rumors that he suppressed newcomers, and Jing Shengxia also knows that he can't do anything out of line.

Seeing the stalemate here, Zheng Jiaming hurried over, he took Jing Shengxia into his arms like a gentleman, and said to Leng Qiuhong apologetically, "I didn't expect that Miss Leng also likes this taste, it's me My fiancée is getting emotional and disturbing Miss Leng."

"It's okay, Mr. Zheng and Ms. Jing are really in love." Outsiders couldn't tell, but Jing Shengxia always felt that there was irony in Leng Qiuhong's words. Zheng Jiaming smiled at Leng Qiuhong with a gentle and elegant appearance, " Miss Leng and Miss Jing's sister are so similar, my fiancée misses her sister so much that she can't control her emotions, I hope Miss Leng doesn't mind."