Let you be a great man, not a scumbag

Jiang Cheng picked up his cell phone and sent a message to Wang Jian, asking them to eat first without waiting for him.

Wang Jian immediately said that the serving speed here was very slow, so Jiang Cheng didn't have to rush over.

"Brother Jiang Cheng, I want to eat foie gras..."

"Brother Jiang Cheng, I want a drink..."

"........."

Seeing that the two of them were silent, Annie rolled her eyes and very cleverly pulled Jiang Cheng to feed him.

"Annie, can mom feed you?"

"No, I want brother Jiang Cheng to feed me," she said, taking Jiang Cheng's hand and shaking it from side to side, acting like a baby.

"Okay, okay, little ancestor." Jiang Cheng helplessly picked up Annie's children's knife and fork and forked a piece of beautifully presented foie gras to her.

An Xin looked at the two of them with a smile, and then asked Jiang Cheng: "By the way, which school are you studying at?"

"Modu University of Economics and Business." Jiang Cheng replied.

An Xin nodded: "This university is good. If I remember correctly, this school should be ranked among the top 200 in the country. It's pretty good."

Jiang Cheng shrugged indifferently: "The environment is not bad, mainly because there are no majors that interest me, so I directly chose finance, which is more common."

An Xin nodded: "I have some impression of the principal of the school. If there is anything I need help with in the future, just ask."

Jiang Cheng did not refuse and said generously: "Okay, thank you, Sister An."

Seeing Jiang Cheng calling her that, An Xin's movement of sipping the red wine stopped for a moment.

She put down her wine glass, touched her smooth face, and asked in a dull tone: "Jiang Cheng, do you think I'm very old?"

Jiang Cheng could clearly feel the change in An Xin's mood and asked with a puzzled look on his face: "Why do you ask this? Sister An, you are so beautiful and not very old. Many people your age have just stepped out of society."

"Really? Then why do you always call me sister?" An Xin frowned and asked with an unhappy look on her face.

Hearing An Xin's inexplicable words, Jiang Cheng was speechless.

She remembered that although An Xin was only 25 years old, Jiang Cheng thought that he couldn't call her sister, right?

And Jiang Cheng remembered that he rarely called her sister.

Most of them call her by her first name.

Women are women, and they are equally sensitive to these age-related titles.

Jiang Cheng felt that An Xin was a little different tonight than usual, her tone and attitude were more casual and relaxed.

In the past, An Xin still felt a little reserved, and she would never behave like a little woman and ask questions.

Jiang Cheng got closer and took a closer look at An Xin, and found that her cheeks were slightly red and her eyes were blurred, as if she was drunk.

Looking at the half bottle of red wine on the table, Jiang Cheng's heart suddenly became clear.

"Are you drunk? Don't drink so much."

An Xin did not answer Jiang Cheng's question, but murmured: "Don't call me sister anymore. I like it when you call me by my name."

Jiang Cheng chuckled lightly and replied following An Xin's words: "Okay, as long as you like it."

Seeing Jiang Cheng and An Xin chatting, An Xin just looked at them with a gossipy face and didn't bother her. She held Jiang Cheng's hand from beginning to end and refused to let go.

He was playing with Jiang Cheng's hand as he was doing.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Jiang Cheng said to An Xin, "I still have to go have dinner with my roommates. It's not good to keep them waiting for too long."