The host is irritable every day

Chapter 27 Tender grass eats old cows (27)

She doesn't usually boast about herself, but to be honest, she is good at everything, she can defend herself, skateboards, motorcycles, cars, and even racing cars. She also knows a thing or two about piano, chess, calligraphy, and painting. , of course, will cook.

Xu is a habit of staying in the entertainment industry for a long time, Jiang Yan is more sensitive to the movements that should not be in this environment, turning his head, even the frosted kitchen door can't stop him from looking at his well-dressed beloved.

He picked up the towel hanging on the cabinet, and slowly wiped off the water droplets on his bony hands, then pushed open the door and stood in front of Qi Wan.

"Are you awake?" Jiang Yan's gentle voice flowed like clear water, and her handsome and slender hands gently stroked her temple hair.

"Ah."

Qi Wan put her hands behind her back, and gradually moved her head to the direction where Jiang Yan blocked her from looking forward, "Seafood porridge?"

"Well, I specially asked my assistant to bring seafood and specialties early in the morning."

"It's also... to please your girlfriend?" Qi Wan raised her eyebrows, realizing exactly what she meant.

Jiang Yan chuckled, "How about giving it a try? Girlfriend."

...

On the dining table, a large pot of delicious seafood porridge was placed in front of Qi Wan. Under the steaming heat, a large number of shrimps, crabs, and scallops melted in it, giving off the smell of money.

Jiang Yancai helped her fill a small bowl of porridge and waited for it to cool down. Qi Wan couldn't wait to scoop up a spoonful, blew on it, and drank the whole spoonful.

Seeing her slightly changed expression after drinking the porridge, Jiang Yan's face darkened, and his hand on the table was slightly clenched into a fist.

"Good drink!"

After a long while, Qi Wan held her cheek in one hand, her eyes were like a crushed Milky Way, and the little fox was satisfied like wagging her tail.

This time, I forgive him for not being able to carry it last night.

Jiang Yan, who heard the answer in the affirmative, finally breathed a sigh of relief, lowered his eyes and smiled, rubbed the fine black hair scattered on his forehead with one hand, and leaned back in the chair.

After Qi Wan scooped up another spoonful of porridge and drank it, watching the heat rising from the porridge, she stirred it with a spoon in her hand.

"I didn't expect you, a busy actor, to have such good cooking skills."

Jiang Yan bent his lips, and took out a piece of paper from the napkin box. The two of them were sitting across from each other at a table. He stretched out his hand, saw the porridge stain on the corner of Qi Wan's mouth sharply, and wiped it lightly with the paper. .

"It's true that I cook less." He lowered his eyelids, as if recalling something, "When I was young, my family was busy, and I learned to cook when I was afraid of eating takeaway. My mother..."

In an instant, as if some taboo was mentioned, Jiang Yan's complexion changed suddenly, and his eyes drooped immediately, as if he was suppressing his dark and unclear emotions. The veins in the wrist are too obvious.

As soon as the oppressive atmosphere sank, Qi Wan paused with his hand stirring the porridge with a glass spoon, raised his eyes brightly, and was still out of the situation.

After a long time, "Are you still used to eating?"

Jiang Yan's flat voice eased the emotion, he retracted the hand holding the tissue, hid it under the table, and avoided the topic.

Qi Wan pursed her lips and slightly adapted to his change: "Yeah."

The air around her became cold as she responded.

Qi Wan was stirring the porridge with his head empty, only then was he pondering over what Jiang Yan said just before his emotional ups and downs.

It seems like mother?
Did something happen between him and his mother...

"Qi Wan." Jiang Yan raised his eyes and called her softly.

"Um?"

"My flight this afternoon is going to Languo."

Qi Wan slowly put down the spoon stirring the porridge, "Business trip?"

"Play a role as a friend, inspect the work, and discuss cooperation."

"how long?"

Jiang Yan: "Ten days."

...

On the black Mercedes-Benz, Jiang Yan seldom sat in the driver's seat to control the steering wheel, tilted his head slightly, and looked at Qi Wan, who was looking at his phone with his head lowered in the passenger seat, with long and curly eyelashes drooping.

He had only found out a few minutes ago that she had found a new job.

"Why didn't you come to me when you were looking for a job?" The traffic light ahead flashed green. Jiang Yan stepped on the brakes, put it in neutral, then pulled the handbrake, and then looked at Qi Wan.

Qi Wan said "Huh?", turned off the screen of his phone, and leaned over, "You mean by asking, does your company have a good position suitable for me?"

When she asked this question, she had already predicted Jiang Yan's answer in advance. Before anyone could respond, Qi Wan touched her nose and asked, "Is she your secretary?"

It's not a little fox if you can't make fun of it. Jiang Yan was not surprised by her answer, "Private secretary."

"24-hour on-call service?" Qi Wan raised her brows slightly, understanding the words perfectly.

He leaned his head back on the back of the chair idly, rubbed his chin with his fingertips, made a gesture of deliberation, then shook his head and sighed: "If that's the case, then I'll still be Mrs. Movie Emperor."

Go straight ahead and the light is green, Jiang Yan starts the car, and after crossing the road, he takes her words seriously: "You don't have to go to work after you marry me."

"That won't do."

Qi Wan refused and tapped the armrest of the car with the index finger of her right hand, "I can't take any time off."

"I won't leave you free." Jiang Yan firmly grasped the steering wheel with both hands, and his deep dark eyes looking at her became more and more gloomy as he spoke lovingly, "Just spend my money on your busy work."

It really can take off as soon as you get the hang of it.

The corners of Qi Wan's lips twitched, and she said with a teasing smile, "Okay, I'm extremely happy."

The joking tone obviously didn't take his words seriously.

Although Jiang Yan was somewhat annoyed when he knew she was going back to his old job and decided to become a reporter, but thinking that she liked her, he persuaded himself to let her go.

If what happened last time happened again in the future, he must say nothing to let her continue this job.

...

"Girls should have their own career no matter what", this has always been Qi Wan's attitude.

Qi Wan decided to choose this profession because of the original owner's special opinion on the journalist's profession and his professional background.

After Jiang Yan's intervention last time, time entertainment company's online public opinion continued to ferment, and now it is notorious. Three branches closed down one after another within a week, and they injected new funds into the head office.

It's ironic to say that the superiors of Time Entertainment Company, which is usually out of reach, called Qi Wan one after another, asking her to come forward and plead with Jiang Yan, or else clarify that she will be paid after the event, and she will be promoted.

Qi Wan naturally refused, after all, this kind of framing will happen again once.

When Time Entertainment was brilliant, the only arch-rival that could compete with it was called Zhaoya Entertainment, and today was also Qi Wan's first day working there.

It's funny to say, probably because of her incident that caused a sensation all over the Internet, and Zhao Ya Entertainment even used this incident as the reason for the downfall of Time Entertainment, and suddenly offered Qi Wan like a Buddha.

When he came to the new company, his superiors were amiable and his colleagues got along well, and Qi Wan got along well with the company within two days.

During this period, Qi An came to see her to return her black hotel card, and then she used the money from selling the drone to go to school and study her favorite major.

Everything in life is reconnecting.

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(End of this chapter)