The president's sky-high priced wife

Chapter 186 Jiang Yuntian's Decision
Shangguan Ye raised his eyebrows, "What are you talking about, mine is only a half-finished product."

As he spoke, his slender fingers moved slightly, making a movement that almost ruined Shang Meiyun's three views.

I saw Shangguan Ye pulling the ball-shaped dumplings into an ellipsoid with both hands, gently squeezed his fingers, and pinched them into a long oval shape, and then pinched the edges with his fingers, pinched them into water ripples like Jiangbeibei's dumplings .

After kneading, although it is a bit rough, it is indeed crescent-shaped, but it does not look like dumplings, as if the dough was kneaded into this shape on purpose.

At this moment, Meiyun and Jiang Beibei were already dumbfounded, and a word that a fan actually used appeared in Jiang Beibei's mind inexplicably.

But Shang Meiyun stretched out her thumb with flour, and said the word that echoed in Jiang Beibei's mind, "Awesome"

"You are so awesome."

Shang Meiyun nodded as she spoke, but her tone was indescribably mocking, and Shangguan Ye's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

Jiang Beibei burst out laughing, and then found Shangguan Ye looking at her faintly, she coughed, "Shangguan needs more practice, although it's pretty ugly now, just do a few more."

Shang Meiyun taunted mercilessly, "It's a waste of flour just like him."

The expression on Shangguan Ye's face suddenly broke, and he looked at Shang Meiyun, Shang Meiyun gave his eyes back, saying that I am not afraid of you like your mother.

The atmosphere of the three is harmonious and warm.

On the other side of the dining table, Shangguan Yan's serious face was pensive, and he held up the chess for a long time, as if he had encountered a problem. The more he thought about it, the more he frowned.

Sitting opposite Jiang Yuntian, with a refined face and a bit of smugness in the corners of his eyes, he thought to himself, no one can beat me in chess.Even if it's you, Shangguan Yan, it won't work.

Seeing Shangguan Yan frowning, Shang Meiyun was a little curious, put down the dumplings, and ran over there.

When she saw the chess game, she had a gloating expression on her face, "You've lost everything, why don't you hurry up and put down the chess."

Shangguan Yan stared, "You can do what you want."

Then he smiled and said to Jiang Yuntian: "I lost."

Shangguan's mother likes to regret when she plays chess. At first, Jiang Yuntian was amazed that there are still people with such a thick skin, but Shangguan's mother regretted a lot of chess, and Jiang Yuntian got used to it.

Shang Meiyun showed a troubled expression on her face. Although she regretted the chess, she didn't win once, and she sighed unconsciously in her heart.

Standing by the side watching Shang Meiyun who regretted losing consecutively, her head was dizzy. Why did Jiang Yuntian still win when Shang Meiyun regretted the chess? Could it be that his poker skills are worse than Shang Meiyun, and he has never beaten her?

Shangguan's father fell into self-doubt.

Here, Jiang Beibei and Shangguan Ye have been making dumplings quietly. The two of them didn't speak, but they could feel the lingering tacit understanding between their hands.

Jiang Beibei looked at Shangguan Ye, and couldn't help but smile. What did she see?
The formerly cold President Shangguan, now frowning, is earnestly making dumplings.Flour was on his cheeks at some point.

It looked very funny, Jiang Beibei took out his mobile phone.

With a "click", the photo was taken.

Shangguan Ye heard the voice, looked up, and found that Jiang Beibei was taking pictures.

Turn off the voice, this is Jiang Beibei's heartfelt voice, she quickly sent it to the cloud, looked at Shangguan Ye with a pleasing smile on her face.

"Bring it here, what did you take?" Shangguan Ye raised his eyebrows and said, feeling that something was wrong.

"It's nothing, I'll show Shu Yan that we are making dumplings now."

"Then show me." Shangguan Ye felt that Jiang Beibei's expression was wrong, and grabbed the phone.

Seeing the picture on the phone that hadn't been turned off, the man in the photo lowered his head slightly, his drooping eyelashes were extra long, showing a somewhat cute look.What attracted people the most was the flour on his cheeks. The man was making dumplings seriously, and the flour on his handsome face was unexpectedly harmonious.

Looking at the past, I can only feel that the man's expression is extraordinarily gentle.

Shangguan Ye didn't feel this way, he only saw that his face was full of flour, he clicked to delete the photo first, and then returned the phone to Jiang Beibei.

Then there was a sleeve to wipe the flour on his face. Jiang Beibei, who originally wanted to sue Shangguan Ye, saw that there was only a small piece of flour on Shangguan Ye's cheek. Because the sleeve wiped it back and forth, it has now spread all over his face. The smile in his eyes deeper.

The expression on Shangguan Ye's face darkened.

"Let me help you!" Jiang Beibei took out a wet wipe from the table, wiped his hands, then took out another wipe, and stood in front of Shangguan Ye.

Jiang Beibei's fingers were very slender and shiny. She supported Shangguan Ye's face with one hand, and gently wiped Shangguan Ye's face with the other hand.

Shangguan Ye only felt his face was icy and cool, and the wet towel was gently wiping his face, which was extremely comfortable.The hand that was holding him was damp, but the damp was like flames, seeping into the blood through the skin, Shangguan Ye felt his whole body was scalding hot.

He looked at Jiang Beibei's expression, very gentle and serious, his dark almond eyes were full of himself, Shangguan had long forgotten how he looked angry just now, but wished there was more flour on his face.

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In this way, the shopping group of three became a world of two, and the chess team of two became a battlefield of one.

On the dining table, there was a sumptuous dinner. Everyone had dumplings in their bowls. From time to time, there were voices of talking and laughter on the dining table. Taking advantage of the Chinese New Year, everyone had a drink or two, which was very lively.

After dinner, the family sat in front of the TV in the living room, watching the Spring Festival Gala, and talking from time to time.

At this time, Jiang Yuntian cleared his throat, looked at Jiang Beibei, and said in a voice that everyone could hear: "Beibei, I have something important to tell you."

Jiang Beibei looked at the serious expression on Jingjiang Yuntian's face, and said in a serious tone, "Dad, what is it?"

The others also pricked up their ears.

"I think."

"I want to hand over the Jiang Group to you!"

As soon as this sentence came out, everyone showed surprise on their faces, only Shangguan Ye frowned.

"Dad, why are you saying this all of a sudden?"

Jiang Yuntian smiled helplessly, and said with an exclamation in his tone, "Beibei, this is something Dad has thought about deeply. Dad is old, and last time Dad had an accident, you helped deal with the company's affairs, and you handled it much better than Dad."

Just as Jiang Beibei was about to say something, Jiang Yuntian waved his hand, "Beibei, you don't need to comfort Dad, Dad knows his own, Dad has been the president of Jiang Group for so many years, the company just kept your grandfather to stay s things."

"Dad knows that he has no business talent. The last time the company was in crisis, it was because Dad made a wrong decision and insisted on his own ideas, which resulted in such a result."

(End of this chapter)