Grumpy host, she just wants to do business

Chapter 204 The Poor Autistic Little One ([-])
The woman knew that her own topic could not attract him. Seeing him playing with the Rubik's Cube for so long, she suddenly said, "Ah Zhun likes to play Rubik's Cube! Auntie's son also likes to play with Rubik's Cube, why don't you let him play with you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he wanted to snatch the Rubik's Cube from his hand to attract his attention.

But the boy's hand was too fast, and he turned sideways skillfully.

Madam fell down because of inertia.

The young man raised his chin slightly, and glanced at her with a pair of shallow brown pupils, and then looked at a dead object.

It seemed that nothing and nothing could enter his eyes.

So indifferent.

I don't know what can make this person in front of me crazy.

The woman stood up and smiled awkwardly.

As soon as she raised her head, she met Mr. Jiang's dark eyes, and she also saw Mr. Jiang's dislike.

He dragged his son who was still obsessed with Jiang Zhun's appearance downstairs.

People who couldn't hold back at first suddenly let go of half of their attachments.

They don't want to be flattered on a horse's hooves.

You were accidentally blacklisted by the moody leader of the Jiang family in front of you.

Then this life is over.

The little boy Jiang Zhun held the Rubik's Cube with his slender fingers, and his eyes fell on the first floor. He glanced at the people downstairs vaguely, and saw the short and thin body staring intently at the delicious food in front of him. A thick mist spread out of the eyes in an instant.

[Ding, the favorability value is -1, host, please keep up the good work. 】

Miss Tan Sang is holding a puff that has been bitten twice in her hand at the moment, her cheeks are slightly bulging, and there is still cream that she didn't lick clean on the corner of her lips.

As soon as he heard such a notification sound, Tan Sang felt that all the delicious food in front of him no longer tasted good at all.

His eyes were aggrieved.

The word unhappy was written all over his face.

Tan Sang’s mother, Miss Tan, is a strong woman who has always put her career first. This kind of scene usually involves gathering connections, so she turned to little Tan Sang and said:

"Just stay there, mom has other things to do."

Tan Sang looked at the delicate and good-looking mother with no emotion on her face, completely indifferent, and nodded slightly.

In the eyes of Zhang's mother next to her, she saw that she was sad and lonely.

I really feel sorry for my baby.

In fact, Tan Sang didn't feel uncomfortable at all, on the contrary, he didn't feel anything.

She is not looking forward to family affection.

She has to do her job well now.

Thinking like this, he tilted his head and looked at the beautiful young man in the glass on the second floor, in a spotless white shirt, with clean and slender fingers, delicate eyebrows and indifferent eyes.

Tan Sang clicked his tongue.

It's a disaster to be so charming when you are only ten years old.

As the sky darkened, the crystal chandelier gave off a dim and warm light, and the exquisite vases placed in the center of the long dining table were filled with delicate flowers of various colors, most of which were purple.

The table was also lit with candlesticks, and the delicate candlesticks flickered with light, adding some atmosphere to the dinner.

The day passed quickly, and Mr. Jiang also knew that his grandson really didn't like outsiders.

Only the right-hand assistant Miss Tan and the sweetie Tan Sang are left.

Although there are only a few people, Mr. Jiang is always worried that Jiang Zhun will not be able to bear it.

The cloudy eyes were filled with anxiety.

But Jiang Zhun didn't seem to be feeling any discomfort.

The servant placed clean dishes and chopsticks quickly and neatly.

The dishes were exquisite, and Tan Sang was salivating after seeing them all. The chopsticks in his hand were already eager to try, and he was waiting for Mr. Jiang to speak.

(End of this chapter)