Chapter 40 Candlelight Dinner

Ye Chen asked He Qian to wash and change his clothes first, otherwise He Jiaming would be worried when he saw this. After washing, He Qian put on the skirt prepared for her. The material was very soft and comfortable to touch. The design was simple and generous. The water blue set off He Qian's skin very white. When she walked down the stairs, Ye Chen's eyes flashed. A touch of amazing color, immediately deep as if the bottomless sea.

"How...how?" He Qian didn't know what to say, so he had nothing to say.

Ye Chen looked at her with a smile: "Well, that's good!"

This is already the highest evaluation of all the comments given by Ye Chen. He is a perfectionist, which is particularly prominent in his work. It is more difficult to satisfy Ye Chen than to destroy the earth.

Ye Chen wanted to stay, but she would not agree. He took her hand and walked in front of him, and He Qian also followed. He didn't walk fast. She just happened to be able to keep up. He Qian was particularly afraid of the dark and was very timid. Although she was brave and sharp during the day, she did not dare to shrink in the room at night.

So when she went out on a date with Ouyang Feibai at night, she always hugged Ouyang Feibai and almost pressed her body to him. Ouyang Feibai laughed and scolded her: "Fang Yu, you are a koala." She proudly retorted: "You should be happy to have a koala hanging on your book! Are you secretly happy to death?" Ouyang smiled and rubbed her hair. Yes, he was very happy. He was willing to be her tree forever.

When going down the steps, Ye Chen said gently, "Pay attention to the steps." Then the hand was held tighter.

He Qian thought to himself, did he know that she had night blindness? He looked so careful.

Ye Chen's car drove steadily and stared intently at the road conditions. The air conditioner in the car was already very low, but He Qian still felt stuffy. What would Ye Chen think of her this afternoon? He must think she is a very casual woman! He hasn't spoken much all night. Is he still angry?

"Mr. Ye..." The explanation came to my mouth, but I couldn't say it. How should I explain it?

"Hm?"

"I... I won the lawsuit." She squeezed the corners of her clothes tightly, and her palms were full of sweat, and she couldn't speak, because he was not her, and she was not anyone else. There was no need to explain, because she had no position, and her heart was stuffy. He Qian opened the window, and the warm summer wind blew, blowing her dark hair.

He Qian was worried about He Jiaming and refused to eat out. Ye Chen kept sending her into the door. He Qian stood inside the door, Ye Chen stood outside the door, and the two were relatively speechless.

Ye Chen said, "Don't you invite me in and sit down?"

He Qian stiffened and smiled reluctantly: "It's getting late. Mr. Ye should go back early." In fact, she was willing for him to come in, but she seemed to be more and more unable to control her feelings for Ye Chen, which made her feel uneasy. She had to sort out her thoughts.

Ye Chen looked deeply at her and rubbed her hair fondly: "Go to bed early."

He Qian's nose was sore and almost shed tears. I remember that Ouyang Feibai also liked to spoil her hair in the past. She said, "My bad temper was spoiled by you." Ouyang Feibai said, "That's just right. Only I can tolerate you, and you just need to follow me in the future!"

Can't forget, really, she has worked very hard. Every time she thinks that Ouyang Feibai's kindness to her is hypocritical, her heart hurts so much that she can suffocate. How can it be fake? Obviously, it's so real.

She thought that Ye Chen would leave after saying this, but Ye Chen suddenly hugged her, stepped into the door, and closed the door with his feet slightly.

He Qian stared at his calm eyes in astonishment, bright, profound and charming.

Ye Chen said, "I won't go. I live at my girlfriend's house today!" He saw He Qian's increasingly surprised expression and smiled with a succeeding smile at the corners of his mouth. "This is the right and obligation stipulated in the girlfriend's contract."

She was stupidly stunned, and I don't know whether the waves in her heart were because of joy or panic.

He Jiaming came out after taking a shower. Seeing He Qian and Ye Chen in the room, he was only slightly stunned and greeted Ye Chen with a calm expression: "Oh!" Familiarity is like a brother who hasn't seen you for many years.

He Qian stared at He Jiaming: "Bad boy, how can you say hello? It's so rude!"

He Jiaming didn't care. He picked up the coat on the sofa and said leisurely, "I slept to death at night and couldn't hear anything. You can choose the bedroom, living room and kitchen. The sound insulation effect of the house is not good. Don't disturb the neighbors." Then he whistled into the room.

Ye Chen stared at He Qian with a smile. He Qian's face turned red like a cooked shrimp. He Jiaming, where did this boy learn these messy things!

"Ye Ye... What do you want to eat?"

Ye Chen hooked the corners of his mouth: "What's in your house?"

Now He Qian was really embarrassed. After rummaging through the whole kitchen, she only found instant noodles, ham sausage, milk and mineral water. She insisted on going home and didn't eat dinner. What should she do now? It's late to go out to eat.

Ye Chen stood behind him, waiting coldly for her to make a decision.

It's not good to give the president instant noodles, but... Anyway, he has to stay and leave if he doesn't want to, which suits her.

He Qian said, "Mr. Ye, let's eat instant noodles."

Ye Chen raised his eyebrows and said, "Okay." Then he sat in the living room reading magazines and became an old man.

Half an hour later, Ye Chen, He Qian and He Jiaming sat at the table. There were three bowls of instant noodles. There was a ham sausage in the noodle soup, but it was not cut. Everyone had a cup of hot milk. This kind of mixed eating method is really... rare!

He Jiaming frowned and asked, "Sister, are you sure this way of eating will not be poisoned? Will it not cause diarrhea?

"What did the stinky boy say! This is called a combination of Chinese and Western, reasonable meals.

Ye Chen seemed to be smiling. He picked up his chopsticks and tasted it. He chewed it slowly. It looked good.

He Qian looked at him in a daze. TMD was so handsome after a meal. How could she be embarrassed as a lady!

He Jiaming asked suspiciously, "Is it delicious?"

"It has a different flavor." Ye Chenxing's eyes were bright, and he couldn't see anything strange.

He Jiaming took a bite, chewed slowly, and said, "Well, it's true. It has a unique flavor."

He Qian was in a good mood. He picked up his chopsticks and took a big bite and put them into his mouth. Ye Chen and He Jiaming got up and walked to the bathroom together. He Qian spit out before chewing: "Puff! Cough, what's the smell? You..." People are already rinsing their mouths.

He Qianqi's face turned blue and white, two foxes!

He Jiaming came back after rinsing his mouth and said depressedly and disdainfully, "Sister, you can't distinguish between sugar and salt, can you? Next time you can directly add seasoning. Although there are various additives and preservatives in the seasoning, it's better than instant noodles cooked with sugar."

Ye Chen looked at He Qian calmly, which made people unable to guess what he was thinking.

He won't think she put sugar on purpose. It's terrible. He must be angry. The quieter Ye Chen is, the more terrible it is.

He Jiaming said, "I went to bed. Fortunately, I ate something outside in the afternoon and cushioned my stomach. Good night!"

As soon as the door of He Jiaming's bedroom was closed, He Qian suddenly felt that the temperature in the living room had suddenly dropped by more than ten degrees. She turned to look at Ye Chen stiffly, and the smile on her face was a little urged: "Mr. Ye..."

"Qian, I'm still hungry." His light talk is a little domineering and a little chic.

"So..." Then let's order takeaway?

Before He Qian said this, Ye Chen continued: "I want to eat you!"

He Qianhua, is he serious or deliberately difficult?

Ye Chen walked to He Qian step by step, and He Qian felt that he seemed to step on her heart every step.

Ye Chen held her in his arms, and the familiar breath enveloped her. Her thin body was almost embedded in his body, and the touch of his body became extremely sharp, and his strong heartbeat made her dizzy.

She really couldn't resist his **, but she didn't want to go on like this. She held his chest and said, "Mr. Ye, I'm sorry."

His dark eyes looked at her coldly, with flames beating inside.

She didn't dare to look into his eyes, as if she was the one who betrayed.

Ye Chen asked coldly, "For him?"

"No!"

"What is that for?" He stared at her for a long time. He let go of her and pushed the door out.

Ye Chen, what a proud person, has always been the object of flattery. Who dares to say no to him? Only He Qian.

It's okay to offend Ye Chen, at least you don't have to worry about how to tell him about drawing a clear line. He Qian lay a little discouragedly and looked at the ceiling. Will Ye Chen tear up his girlfriend's contract tomorrow and then ask her to go bankrupt to compensate for the loss? Will it be involved until midsummer night?

Thinking about the midsummer night, the phone call of the midsummer night came. As soon as He Qian picked it up, he heard the wailing of the midsummer night: "Qianqian, it's not good, I'm in trouble!"

When the word "disaster" spread to He Qian's ears, her heart was already half sinking. Did Ye Chen start revenge so soon?

Midsummer night said, "I sent a very important acquisition plan wrong. I'm finished. What should I do? My career is coming to an end. No company will want me in the future. What should I do?"

What he said in the middle of summer night was incoherent, and He Qian was half aware of it: "Don't worry. Where are you? I'll come to you."

Midsummer night was still on the night shift in Meiye. He Qian hurriedly felt Meiye and asked about the situation. It turned out that Meiye's business was becoming more and more popular. Meiye's boss wanted to expand his business and planned to buy a "blue style" bar. After the bidding began, Meiye came up with the best bidding plan and sent all of them to the blue style before the end of the month. In the president's office, Midsummer Night sent such an important tender to the president's office of Qihang Entertainment Company, the biggest rival, and a project of tens of millions was handed over.

Midsummer night is He Qian's best same-sex friend. He Qian first went to the city to find a job. If it hadn't been for Midsummer Night, I'm afraid she would have slept on the street. She slept in the same bed for more than a year. Midsummer night was warm and cheerful. She couldn't ignore the midsummer night, but this matter was really very thorny. Hands.

Midsummer night cried so much that my eyes were swollen: "I'm really stupid. What should I do? Qianqian, don't you know Ouyang Feibai? I heard that Shengtian Law Firm and Sailing Entertainment have a good relationship.

Hearing Ouyang Feibai's four words, Liu Qian frowned slightly and said, "Don't worry, who did you send the tender to? When will it be delivered?

Midsummer night said, "I sent it to the assistant minister of the president's planning department when I was about to get off work."

He Qian said, "That may not have been shown to the president. Maybe he didn't have time to read it himself. We have to find a way to get the tender back."

In the middle of summer, he said with tears in his eyes, "Would you not want such a big piece of fat meat for your mouth? Qianqian, I'm sure I'm dead."

He Qian meditated: "What's the name of the assistant minister?"

Midsummer night said, "Qu Heyang, oh, Qu Haoyang. Qianqian, can you call Ouyang Feibai? Please, can't I make an ox and a horse for you?

He Qian looked up slowly, with deep pain in his eyes: "Xia, I will try my best to help you. You keep Meiye steady first and wait for my news."