The day I was urged to marry the beautiful president

Jiang Wanqiu looked at Qiao Ling who was standing in front of her, her face full of disbelief.

Jiang Wanqiu and Qiao Ling have known each other for a long time. They were friends when they were in graduate school. Since then, Qiao Ling has had yellow hair, and no one says it's useless.

But today, Qiao Ling's yellow hair was dyed black!
Jiang Wanqiu pinched herself, it's true!
"Hey, what kind of eyes are you looking at!" Qiao Ling brushed the broken hair next to her ear, "Doesn't it look good when it's dyed?"

The previous Qiao Ling had yellow hair, exuding a youthful and fashionable atmosphere.

And now, Qiao Ling's hair has been dyed back. That short hair, coupled with the perfect figure that has been maintained all year round, is less fashionable and more heroic. His temperament seems to have changed.

Jiang Wanqiu walked over and stroked Qiao Ling's beautiful hair, "Tsk tsk, this ever-changing little witch, I don't know who will take advantage of it in the future."

"Lanqiu, Qiao Ling, good morning." Qu Bo came over and was stunned when he saw Qiao Ling's black hair.

"What are you looking at? I haven't seen it before!" Qiao Ling glared at Qu Bo.

Qu Bo shrank his neck, wondering how he had offended this aunt.

"Then what, Mr. Liu Ji of the Liu family has a banquet tonight, here are the invitations." Qu Bo handed over the two invitations, "Late Autumn, this one really has to go, my dad's scientific research center was invested by the Liu family. This young man is not happy, and our entire line has to stop working."

Jiang Wanqiu nodded and took the invitation.

Qu Bo looked at Jiang Wanqiu's slender hand, he really had the urge to hold it, feeling the softness, but he suppressed the urge, exchanged casual greetings, and the three of them went back to their offices.

Not long after, someone knocked on Jiang Wanqiu's office.

"Mr. Jiang, it's me, Ma Ziming."

"Please come in."

Ma Ziming opened the door and walked in. Today, he specially chose a suit, which was very decent. His hairstyle was carefully arranged, tall and mighty.

Jiang Wanqiu nodded her head and continued to work hard.

Ma Ziming sat on the reception sofa at the side, occasionally raised his wrist to check the time, his movements looked very elegant, very gentlemanly, lowered his wrist, Ma Ziming looked at the woman sitting behind the desk, and occasionally frowned when he was working at the desk , Stretched out occasionally, every expression affects a heart.

Ma Ziming didn't make a sound at all, he didn't want to disturb the lovely girl in front of him, so he specially sprayed some men's perfume before going out today.

Just as Ma Ziming was immersed in this environment, the office door was pushed open.

Li Pingan came in yawning, half-lying on the sofa, lit a cigarette and put it in his mouth. The smell of the smoke instantly covered up the smell of men's perfume on Ma Ziming's body.

Ma Ziming frowned, "Boss Jiang is working, you're disturbing her by doing this."

Li Pingan didn't even look at Ma Ziming, lying halfway there, smoking a cigarette while looking at Jiang Wanqiu with resentful eyes.

Who would have imagined the pain of walking nearly forty kilometers in the middle of the night without a mobile phone!Now the mobile phone is in Jiang Wanqiu's car!

Seeing Li Pingan's tired face, Jiang Wanqiu couldn't help smiling. Jiang Wanqiu had never found one thing that could make her so happy. Thinking of this guy walking for a few hours last night, she couldn't help but I want to hum a ditty, if there are no outsiders around, I really want to see how embarrassing Li Pingan is now.

The arrival of Li Pingan made Jiang Wanqiu really unmotivated to work, so she tidied up the documents on the table, got up and said, "Let's go, go back to eat."

Li Pingan stood up without saying a word.

"Mr. Jiang, I'll see you off." Ma Ziming also got up.

"We're going back to my mother's house, what are you going to do?" Li Pingan yelled at Ma Ziming.

Li Ping'an's words stimulated Ma Ziming again, Ma Ziming clenched his fists, his expression remained unchanged.

When Jiang Wanqiu got into the car, the first thing Li Pingan did when he got in the car was to put his mobile phone in his pocket.

Jiang Wanqiu looked at Li Pingan's action, and couldn't help covering her mouth with a smile, then stepped on the gas pedal and went straight to the house.

Jiang Shan and his wife lived in a four-room flat. Yesterday, Jiang Wanqiu was notified to bring Li Pingan back for dinner today. Jiang Shan and his wife were already preparing for it.

Aunt Sun had a feeling of welcoming her son-in-law back, and she elbowed Jiang Shan, "Her father, I dreamed yesterday that I was holding my grandson."

"What are you dreaming about all day?" Jiang Shan reprimanded, "We have to hug two at least! If they don't have four, we can't tell each other apart!"

Thinking of the appearance of holding his grandchildren, Jiang Shan couldn't help laughing.

"Okay, don't be too merry, hurry up and cook, and the two children will arrive soon." Aunt Sun urged.

The two elders began to prepare the ingredients quickly.

At 10:30, Jiang Wanqiu and Li Pingan arrived at the door of their house.

Li Pingan carried in his hands two good cigarettes and two bottles of good wine brought along from the company.

The doorbell rang, and Aunt Sun opened the door.

"Mom and Dad, I'm back." Jiang Wanqiu greeted.

Aunt Sun didn't even look at Jiang Wanqiu, her eyes fell on Li Pingan, and she blamed: "Ping'an, look at you kid, what are you buying when you go back to your own house! Put it away first, and pick it up when you get back." Come in and sit down!"

Aunt Sun greeted Li Pingan into the room. After Li Pingan said hello, he sat on the sofa, motionless, with a tired face.

Jiang Wanqiu took a look, the white silk was still hanging in the bedroom and hadn't been taken down yet.

"Wan Qiu, come with me!" Aunt Sun pulled Jiang Wanqiu aside, "What's wrong with Ping An? Why do you look so boring? Are you bullying someone?"

"No." Jiang Wanqiu kept shaking her head.

"I warn you, Ping An is an honest kid, not as smart as those people you come into contact with in business. Don't bully Ping An." Aunt Sun warned, and ran to the kitchen to help Jiang Shan.

Li Pingan just sat there, motionless.

At 11:30, a table of good dishes was ready, and Li Pingan sat down at the table.

"Ping'an, the craftsmanship is not as good as yours, come and try it." Aunt Sun put a chopstick of vegetables into Li Ping'an's bowl.

"Aunt Sun, thank you." Li Pingan nodded, picked up the rice bowl in front of him, picked up the chopsticks, and forcefully took a mouthful of rice into his mouth. go down.

Seeing Li Pingan ate, Aunt Sun smiled and praised: "Old Jiang, you are good at this skill, it's delicious for Ping An."

Jiang Shan said: "You must be starving. Young people nowadays don't like to eat breakfast. Eat more."

Li Pingan didn't speak, and kept picking up vegetables and rice. He didn't swallow one mouthful, but he ate another mouthful, and his cheeks were swollen with stuffing.

This way of eating made Jiang Shan and his wife feel that something was wrong, and after looking at each other, they quickly persuaded.

"Peace, slow down!"

"I cooked a lot of food today, safe!"

"Safety."