Contract Sweet Wife: The rich boss is too black-bellied

Chapter 150 The Provocation of the Imaginary Enemy
Jiang Ruochu didn't know Ye Xuanyuan had other plans at all, so he sneaked a glance at him, and he looked serious, but Jiang Ruochu accidentally caught Zhang Jingyi's eyes looking at her.

If it was said that although he was a little indifferent to her just now, he was still polite and polite, then the eyes she peeked at him were clearly cold.

Zhang Jingyi avoided the crowd and looked at her from top to bottom, as if she had scanned her whole body, from hair to earrings, from clothes to shoes, as if every inch of her skin had not escaped her eyes.

Jiang Ruochu avoided her gaze with some guilt, feeling as if he was going to be kicked out by her soon.

She used to compare Zhang Jingyi with herself in order to narrow the gap and quickly integrate into this circle. Now that she saw her eyes, she knew that she didn't like herself.

Similar identities, of course, are inevitable to be compared. She, a socialite, wants to be compared with such a so-called "Miss Jiang" who came out of nowhere, Ye Xuanyuan even bothers to introduce her name!She was naturally not very happy.

When he walked outside the arena, he realized that the side of the Bentley was covered with a huge curtain. Ye Xuanyuan clapped his hands, and the curtain fell in response.

A white antique classic car!
Ye Qiwen was startled, walked to the side of the car and looked at it, with joy in his eyes: "Xuanyuan, this model is not easy to buy! I've been coveting it for a long time, and you really bothered me!"

Ye Xuanyuan smiled lightly and said: "It took some trouble, but uncle's [-]th birthday, although there is no birthday banquet, as a junior, there is still a need for sincerity in celebrating his birthday."

Ye Qiwen stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder: "It's rare that you have a heart, uncle likes it very much, I'm really happy!"

Ye Shaorong also smiled: "Xuanyuan, this gift of yours can compare to the famous oil painting I gave you."

Everyone laughed and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

If you don't know the things behind the scenes, this seems to be an absolutely warm and harmonious family.Jiang Ruochu felt a little awkward.

The family is all acting school!
The men chatted and went to Ye Qiwen's study to look at cigars, but Zhang Jingyi and Jiang Ruochu were slowly left behind.

The two of them had nothing to talk about, but Zhang Jingyi spoke first: "Where did Miss Jiang study? Why haven't I heard of you before?"

"I, uh, studied at Longhai University." She responded blankly.

Of course she knew that Zhang Jingyi had graduated from a prestigious American school, so she wouldn't talk too much about it.

"Longhai University? Longhai in this city?" She widened her eyes, as if she had heard something from the Arabian Nights.

"Yes." She answered honestly.

For the first time, her alma mater was despised face to face, and she felt very uncomfortable.

"Then how did you meet Young Master Ye?"

"I met you on the cruise ship." She played the cards according to the established routine, but her eyes were a little dodged. Fortunately, she lowered her head and did not let the other party see.

Zhang Jingyi frowned, as if she was pondering her words carefully.

Back in the house, there was a piano by the window: "Can Miss Jiang play the piano? How about we change our shoes and go out to play two rounds of golf?"

Jiang Ruochu knew that he was not good at these two items, so he laughed and said, "Miss Zhang, don't worry about me, I can't play the piano well, but I heard that Miss Zhang is good at playing the piano."

Zhang Jingyi sat down at the piano by herself, stroked the keys with her fingers, and said, "In this case, Miss Jiang can do as she pleases."

The implication is that she did her best to be a landlord, but Jiang Ruochu didn't hang out with her, so he didn't bother to talk nonsense with her.

Jiang Ruochu knew that he was being despised, so he was a little bored: "Okay, I'll go around by myself."

(End of this chapter)