The queen's wife is too sultry

"Lu Qing is my uncle, and my mother is Lu Li."

"Jing Ting, you already knew about this, didn't you?"

Ye Zhen's voice was calm and gentle, as if she was asking about a trivial matter.

But Jiang Jingting knew what kind of turbulent undercurrent was hidden under the calm.

"Dean Zhang told you."

"Yes." Ye Zhen nodded.

She asked again, "Why did you hide this from me?"

The two had just come back from the cold outside, her nose was flushed red by the cold wind, but her eyes were staring at him with incomparable clarity and calmness.

Jiang Jingting sighed, and answered irrelevantly: "Lin Mo told me you haven't eaten since noon."

"Are you ruining your body like this, are you planning to let me see your gastritis attack with my own eyes?"

As usual, he gently scolded her for her occasional carelessness, as if he didn't hear Ye Zhen's question at all.

Ye Zhen bit her lip and raised her voice, "Jing Ting, don't change the subject, I'm asking you this matter seriously."

Jiang Jingting's eyes darkened for a moment, ignored her, and turned to the living room.

Ye Zhen immediately chased after her and said anxiously, "Why can't you just tell me such an important matter?"

"Also, when did you know about my life experience..."

Ye Zhen stopped in the middle of her words and stood helplessly.

Because Jiang Jingting took off his suit, went into the kitchen, and closed the door.

She walked to the side with a cold face and sat down, watching the man put on his apron and start to work in the kitchen.

In Ye Zhen's impression, Jiang Jingting never deliberately avoids one thing, and facing it directly is always his most authentic style.

But now about the things Zhang Yuemei said, his attitude of deliberately avoiding them is too obvious.

Ye Zhen fell down on the sofa exhaustedly, while recalling everything Zhang Yuemei said, she distractedly looked at the busy figures in the kitchen.

Even wearing an apron, he couldn't hide his slender figure and the proportion of his wide shoulders and narrow waist.

Through the glass door of the kitchen, she saw Jiang Jingting take out two eggs from the refrigerator, then skillfully break up the egg yolks, wash the tomatoes, his shirt cuffs were rolled up to his elbows, and the ingredients were ready in a short while with his skillful knife skills .

It was obviously an ordinary movement, but he did it with a kind of elegance and handsomeness.

After heating the oil in the hot pan, he poured the ingredients into the pan. The moment the dish with water hit the hot oil, it made a crackling sound. stay-home husband.

But Ye Zhen is very clear that Jiang Jingting is not a gentle and low-key home cook.

He is the young master of the Jiang family, a business genius, the president of RC, and the fate of hundreds of thousands of employees under the group are in his hands. In his life and work, he is extremely calm and rational, and also extremely ruthless.

Now, just because he loves a woman named Ye Zhen, he restrained his decisiveness and indifference, and was willing to taint the fireworks of the world for her. He was busy in the kitchen for a long time, just to make her a bowl of tomato and egg noodles.

The fragrance was overflowing, gradually drifting into Ye Zhen's nasal cavity, the stomach that hadn't eaten for a long time finally had some appetite.

She glanced at the steaming noodles and the chopsticks on the table, and stared straight at the man: "Will you tell me after I finish eating?"

Sitting opposite her, Jiang Jingting crossed his legs, took a sip of his coffee, and said lightly, "You eat first."

Ye Zhen asked stubbornly, "You promise me first."

Jiang Jingting glanced at her, did not speak, his silent eyes conveyed a kind of sternness and majesty to Ye Zhen, without any room for concession.

She has stomach problems and hasn't eaten for half a day.

The importance of this matter is now ranked first.

Ye Zhen and him looked at each other, gave in after less than three seconds, and honestly picked up chopsticks to eat noodles.

Jiang Jingting's culinary skills are still superb. It's obviously ordinary tomato and egg noodles, but he made them very unusual. The soup base is rich and mellow, and the noodles are chewy and smooth.

Ye Zhen didn't boast, but she drank all the soup, because Jiang Jingting controlled the portion very well, it was just enough for Ye Zhen to finish.

After she was full and put down her chopsticks, Ye Zhen realized that entertainers must not eat late at night, let alone eat so full.

But she thought about it again, having a man like Jiang Jingting cook for her was already a matter of virtue in her previous life, she shouldn't worry so much, and she let go of it.

Seeing that she had finished eating all the noodles, Jiang Jingting finally turned pale.

Ye Zhen originally wanted to ask him directly, but suddenly saw that there was only a cup of coffee in front of him, so she couldn't help blinking.

Jiang Jingting explained: "I've already had dinner."

"Then..." Ye Zhen pursed her lips, mustered up the courage to look at him, "Can you tell me now, Jing Ting."

Jiang Jingting sat opposite her, his shirt cuffs were casually rolled up, his figure was tall and upright, his handsome face showed a trace of imperceptible fatigue, he said softly:
"Zhenzhen, if I asked you to make a choice, between me and Lu Qing, who would you choose?"

Ye Zhen froze for a moment, frowned slightly, and said without thinking, "Of course I choose you."

The reason for this subconscious answer is that in Ye Zhen's cognition, there is indeed no more important existence than Jiang Jingting.

Jiang Jingting smiled slightly, apparently satisfied with his girlfriend's answer.

Ye Zhen looked at him vigilantly, "Jing Ting, although your question is naive, I still want to emphasize that even though you are the most important person in my life, it doesn't mean that you can hide something from me that I should know things."

Jiang Jingting said calmly, "Don't you already know what you want to know?"

"As Dean Zhang told you, Lu Qing is your uncle who is actually related by blood, and your mother Ye Qi is Lu Li, the beloved daughter of the Lu family who disappeared many years ago."

"As for Lu Qing's mother, Chu Fei, you've met her too. She's your grandmother."

His expression was calm and terrifying, as if what he said was just common sense that everyone knew.

Ye Zhen stared at him blankly, feeling a strange feeling in her heart:

"Why do you know this...Did Lu Qing tell you, or..."

Jiang Jingting answered irrelevant questions, and looked at her quietly, "Zhenzhen, I knew about it four years ago."

Ye Zhen's pupils shrank, and she was too shocked to speak.

Four years ago, she had just returned to China and entered the show business circle.

For a moment, her expression became extremely complicated, "Why would you..."

"Are you surprised?" Jiang Jingting smiled lightly, "Why would I know?"

"Zhenzhen, out of standpoint, Dean Zhang still hasn't told you many things, but I think you should also be aware that Lu Qing is not as simple as he seems."