Chapter 21 The influence of a bowl of soup

I have to say that Jiang Hongchuan and Jiang Haicheng have very high self-control and emotional intelligence, and Fei Yuan's words only had a short minute of impact on them.

Jiang Hongchuan returned to the group, while Jiang Haicheng returned to the bank. As soon as he got the documents handed over by his secretary, they immediately recovered when he encountered a computer full of work agendas.

At this point, I was surprised to see the two men's concubines who appeared again at dinner.

Although there is air conditioning in the house in the hot weather, she is also indifferent to eating rice.

So one afternoon, she was very bored and stewed a pot of refreshing chicken soup for herself, and planned to rely on this to solve the problem of supper.

Are you losing weight?

It's not that he is curious, but there are too many girls nowadays who eat very little dinner to lose weight. Jiang Hongchuan cannot blame him for having such suspicion when he saw Fei Yuan's so-called dinner.

Have you ever seen anyone who loses weight? Have you ever seen a big pot of chicken soup this night? This is obviously a gain of weight. I was so angry that I rolled my eyes on him and didn't take his indifference seriously at all.

Sure enough, she changed again

This sentence came to his mind in agreement between Jiang Hongchuan and Jiang Haicheng, and his mentality, which had been completely indifferent to her, gradually became curious.

I really want to know what she looks like and why she always changes.

Fei Yuan, who was drinking the soup, looked up and met two pairs of black eyes that were staring straight at her. The soup that was still in her mouth almost spurted out.

Their eyes made her get goosebumps, as if she was being stared at by a cobra, and she was uncomfortable all over.

Why are you looking at me like this? Oh, I get it, I want to drink chicken soup, right?

She instantly changed the topic and took the bowl they had not had time to serve the rice. She directly took a bowl of chicken soup for each person. If you want to drink it, just say it. Anyway, this chicken is spent on your money, why staring at me so disgustingly? It's so scary.

This time the two men stared at the bowl of chicken soup in front of them that looked good, but for her words, they had to say that they frowned again.

Disgusting? Jiang Haicheng repeated her adjective just now and began to wonder if it really came from her mouth? Is she a newborn calf not afraid of tigers, and she is not afraid of them getting angry at all

Otherwise, what is it? Could it be that it is still infatuation? Fei Yuan looked dissatisfied and did not take his threatening tone at all. She continued to fight with her dinner.

On the other hand, Jiang Hongchuan didn't say a word, and drank the chicken soup spoon by spoon. No one knew what he was thinking. Even Jiang Haicheng calmed down and drank the chicken soup silently.

She originally just made it because she wanted to drink it. Even half of her appearance is what she really looks like.

But, could she bet the wrong treasure?

These two men don't even take her tricks?

It's not right. She had just seen a hint of undetectable surprise flashing through Jiang Haicheng's eyes, and even Jiang Hongchuan, who had never spoken, was no longer so cold.

But what's going on with this condensed atmosphere now?

While Fei Yuan was thinking about the two men's thoughts, Jiang Hongchuan had already finished drinking a bowl

Seeing this, Fei Yuan scooped him another bowl, but he still drank it silently.

After repeated repetition, he drank four or five bowls until Fei Yuan began to doubt whether he would have a stomachache.

I'm full, you eat slowly. Put down the bowls and chopsticks, Jiang Hongchuan, who looked strange, walked out of the restaurant under Fei Yuan's astonished gaze, and didn't even give her a chance to speak.

Only Jiang Haicheng was left, so she could only turn her gaze of confusion and knowledge to him.

I advise you to eat enough, you will have something to deal with at night.

To be honest, the chicken soup she praised is really delicious, it should be the best he has ever tasted.

However, is it because no one has ever made them drink, so he has no way to compare?

After pulling the corners of his mouth, Fei Yuan could only curse the stallion in her heart

I don't bother to pay attention to these two strange men. Anyway, I just need to know that they didn't feel disgusted with her because of this.

She didn't want them to have a good impression of her, as long as they gradually increase their attention to her.

After dinner, Jiang Haicheng left Fei Yuan and went upstairs to look at the closed study door, twisted the door handle as he had guessed. Jiang Hongchuan stood alone in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in a daze.

Big brother, she is an optional woman. No one knows better than him the impact of a bowl of chicken soup on Jiang Hongchuan

They grew up together since childhood. Although they all called a woman a mother, this woman was not their biological mother at all.

Although Jiang Hongchuan was not so indifferent in the past, he was at least popular.

But after he had an illness when he was ten years old, he lost his temperature.

I know that women are just men's accessories and playthings

Just like the woman they call her mother, she can be arrogant if she is a wife, but in the end she has to bow to them.

Slowly closed his cold eyes, but what was lingering in his mind was the smell that was permeated with his mouth.

Does that bowl of chicken soup, the chicken soup that was broken by the woman calling her mother, and the chicken soup made by his biological mother also taste the same?

After closing the door and leaning against the door panel, Jiang Haicheng also closed his eyes and remembered that since that time, chicken soup has never appeared in the family, because the woman named Mom would not allow it.

It was a coincidence today, and he couldn't help but wonder how this girl named Lu Feiyuan could choose something that could affect them.