When the sun rose and the ground was filled with light, a beam of light fell through the clear French windows and fell on Jiang Yang's sleeping face on the big bed in the house.

The fluffy and somewhat messy hair was pressed under her body, her eyelashes trembled slightly, she must have dreamed of something beautiful, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

Zhou Pin tied his tie in front of the mirror, squatted beside the bed, and stroked the woman's forehead, "Jiang Jiang, I'm leaving."

It was past ten o'clock in the morning when Jiang Yang woke up again. After washing up casually, she went out of the apartment and bought breakfast downstairs. This was the first time in more than half a month that she woke up naturally after sleeping.

During those half a month, in order to finish the lawsuit early, she almost never ate or drank to collect all kinds of materials that could be used as evidence. Sometimes she only slept for three or four hours at night, and was woken up by the alarm clock in the morning, like a Spinning tirelessly like a top, she lost a lot of weight.

The business of the breakfast shop downstairs seems to be quite good, there are still many people after ten o'clock, and sometimes Jiang Yang's family will start business when he leaves at six o'clock.

Today is the weekend, and many people are playing in the community. Zhou Pin's apartment is in a mid-range community in Hengcheng, and it seems that he hasn't seen any aunts dancing in the square.

After breakfast, she prepares to tidy up the room.

The phone rang at this time, Jiang Yang was holding a glass of water in his hand, so he simply sat on the sofa and answered the phone. It was Feng En who called, "Hello?"
"Hey, did you win the case?"
Feng En's side seemed to be still working, and there was the sound of paper flipping.She co-founded "Taste" with Zhou Pin and is the second boss of the company.

It's just that Zhou Pin is still running most of the company's work. She usually takes care of some trivial matters of the company, and occasionally helps Zhou Pin with dinner.

"Yeah." Jiang Yang took a sip of water, "Boss Feng won't celebrate for me?"
"Tsk, didn't Zhou Pin celebrate you yesterday?"
"Who said that?" Jiang Yang glowed red.

There was someone on the other end of the phone, a female voice, who said respectfully: "Mr. Feng, there is no other work to deal with today, but there is a meeting in the planning department this afternoon that requires you to come forward, and then Mr. Zhou told me, please come again tonight." Attend a dinner for him, he has something to do."
Feng En responded, and she didn't pick up the phone again until the secretary left the office, "Listen! You! You are burdening me again. Forget it, come out and talk."
Jiang Yang changed clothes casually, shedding the rigor of the studio, and she is easy to get along with in daily life.

The address Feng En sent was Taste Court, a western restaurant under Taste.Although Taste has been involved in the catering industry, it mainly produces snacks and packaged milk. Taste Court is a high-end western restaurant that Feng En is in charge of, and its income is still considerable.

When Jiang Yang arrived, Feng En had already ordered food and was playing with his mobile phone. He was wearing a decent overalls, his hair was tied up high, and he was capable but elegant.

When she sat down at the opposite booth, the waiter just came up with a meal, which was the pasta she liked when she was in college, and Feng En ordered it.

"What are you laughing at?" Feng En looked at Jiang Yang whose mouth curled up.

"No!" Jiang Yang put down her bag and picked up the fork. She had a good appetite today, as if she completely forgot that she had breakfast more than an hour ago.

"Let me tell you something." Feng En didn't move, "You treat me to this meal."
After seeing the movement of the woman on the opposite side, she slowly raised her hand, picked up the knife and fork, and started to explain slowly.

"In order to celebrate your victory in the lawsuit, your family, Zhou Pin, pushed all the entertainment to me yesterday. You heard it on the phone just now, and he pushed it to me again tonight. He is my boss. I dare not say anything, but you are different , you have to thank me." Feng En said clearly.

Jiang Yang thought for a while, "Okay!" He picked up the orange juice next to the plate and took a sip.

After she agreed, Feng En really started to move.

Halfway through the meal, she suddenly asked Feng En if he had brought his ID card or business card. Although Feng En was full of doubts, he also handed one of the business cards he carried with him to her.

Jiang Yang received it in his bag, and continued to eat what was on the plate as if nothing had happened.

"Is there any dessert here?" she asked suddenly.

"Yes." Feng En looked at the empty plate on the opposite side and nodded reflexively, "But I remember you didn't like desserts before." She was a little puzzled.

"People always change!" Jiang Yang called the waiter and ordered a nice dessert on the menu.

When the waiter came over with the tray, she took the dessert off the tray herself, and took the opportunity to put Feng En's business card on the waiter's tray.

The waiter was a little puzzled by Jiang Yang's inexplicable behavior. He picked up the business card and was about to say something when Feng En raised his head and saw that the waiter hadn't left yet. "What else?"
The waiter turned his head to see that she looked familiar, then looked at the business card in his hand, and suddenly bowed.

Feng En was taken aback by this sudden movement, and looked at Jiang Yang inexplicably.But I saw her picking up a spoon to scoop up a little bit of dessert cream, putting it in her mouth and holding back a smile.

The waiter said: "Mr. Feng, we didn't know you came to inspect the work and ignored you. Please don't be angry."
Jiang Yang couldn't help laughing out loud, Feng En just realized it.

Don't worry about it with Jiang Yang, because the store manager also rushed over after hearing the sound, and kept saying sorry.

Feng En was finally forced to inspect the restaurant again, and the matter of asking Jiang Yang to pay the bill fell through.

After the inspection, Jiang Yang was nowhere to be seen, and the secretary called to urge her to go back to the company for a meeting, so she had no choice but to go back to the company with her bag.

After Jiang Yang came out, he took a taxi to go to the shopping mall, and sent a text message to Feng En in the car to say that he left first. I don't know what expression she will have when she sees the text message.

After going to the mall to buy some fruits and picking out a piece of clothing for Li Yueru, Jiang Yang took a taxi home.

It's been so long since I've been back to China, except that I met my mother at the dinner where Zhou Pin cleaned up the dust for me that day, and I haven't said a word yet!
When she arrived, Li Yueru was playing mahjong in the teahouse downstairs with her neighbors in the community.

After seeing her daughter come back, she immediately gave up her seat to the observers, and took Jiang Yang back home.

Her daughter has always been her pride. When Jiang Yang was ten years old, her husband died in a car accident.And she brought up her daughter alone, and made Jiang Yang stand out with a peculiar way of education.

No matter what Jiang Yang did since he was a child, Li Yueru only gave advice, never acted, neither stopped nor agreed.Later, Jiang Yang rebelled in high school and learned to smoke and drink. Li Yueru called her to have a heart-to-heart talk, and then stopped caring about her.

Many neighbors were anxious for Li Yueru at that time, but she herself was not in a hurry and still had to do what to do.Later, Jiang Yang turned back in time, as before.Over the years, even though she has done many wrong things, she has never disappointed her mother.

Li Yueru said: "My daughter, she has enough ability to distinguish what should be done and what should not be done."

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