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After getting into the car, she finally spoke: "This 'Voice of the Night' is quite nice; it suits you perfectly."

Fang Yuan's praise was sincere.

This kind of supercar still needs to be as handsome as Jiang Cheng.

Jiang Cheng smiled upon hearing this and stared at Fang Yuan, saying, "You look great in this too. I almost thought you were Zhou Ying. You really look like Zhou Ying."

Hearing this again, Fang Yuan still couldn't remain calm.

She naturally knew they looked very similar.

She was wearing a business suit when Jiang Cheng texted her.

But after receiving the message, I couldn't help but change into these clothes.

Because these were the only clothes she brought besides her business attire.

These clothes were all left in Chengdu by Zhou Ying and were not taken to Shanghai.

They were about the same size, so Zhou Ying's clothes fit her perfectly.

What made her heart race even more was that from the moment they started chatting until she got into the car, Jiang Cheng never called her "Auntie" even once.

Realizing this, Fang Yuan's cheeks flushed slightly, like rouge spreading, and even her ears felt a little hot.

She hurriedly turned her face away, coughed lightly, and asked in a barely perceptible panic, "What are we going to eat?"

Jiang Cheng started the car and asked with a smile.

"Kyoto has a lot of authentic local delicacies. Shall I take you to try some? Or you can go and eat whatever you'd like to try."

Fang Yuan turned her head to look at the shops on both sides of the road in Kyoto.

"It would be a shame not to try the local food. You don't need to go out of your way to find those fancy restaurants. Just go and eat some authentic street food. When I arrived last night, I went to a high-end restaurant with my clients. But the food was pretty much the same as the restaurants in Chengdu and Shanghai. There was nothing new about it."

Jiang Cheng smiled upon hearing this.

“Those big restaurants do lack a bit of the lively atmosphere. Last time I came to Kyoto, a friend took me to a local restaurant. Their braised pork offal and fried liver were very authentic and delicious. I’ll take you there.”

The restaurant Jiang Cheng mentioned was the one Jiang Churan had taken him to before.

That shop is quite far from the Beijing Dance Academy, and Jiang Churan and Xu Yan are both practicing dance at the school right now.

So there's no chance of running into someone on the road if you go there.

Not long after, the car stopped at the entrance of an old alley.

The two got out of the car and walked a few steps inside, where they saw the small restaurant with red lanterns hanging on it.

Two small tables were set up at the entrance, and quite a few diners were already seated there, creating a lively atmosphere.

After finding an empty seat, Jiang Cheng, familiar with the place, ordered braised pork offal with wheat cakes and stir-fried liver, along with two side dishes.

Turning to Fang Yuan, he asked, "Auntie, this chili oil smells especially good, would you like some?"

"Yes, I will," Fang Yuan replied with a smile.

The dishes were served quickly. The stir-fried liver was rich in color, and the braised pork and wheat cake were full of ingredients and flavorful. The aroma wafted out as soon as they were placed on the table.

Fang Yuan picked up a spoon and took a bite of the fried liver. The smooth texture and fresh aroma made it even more to her liking than the dishes at the restaurant last night.

He nodded in agreement: "Although I'm not used to the food, it tastes pretty good."

Jiang Cheng smiled and started eating.

"By the way, how's work at the company lately? Is everything going smoothly?"

Upon hearing this, Fang Yuan's expression became somewhat complicated.

When work resumed at the beginning of the year, Jiang Cheng had her take over the finances from Jiang Tai and Zhengde.

Managing the finances on both sides is indeed quite busy, but it goes smoothly as long as everyone works together.

However, recently, after Jiang Cheng assigned two managers to Jiangtai, her work has faced more obstacles, both overt and covert.

Of course, the force that was hindering them was not the two managers appointed by Jiang Cheng.

Instead, it was some of the older employees who had been demoted, especially Zhao Dezhu, the vice president in charge of procurement.

No, after being parachuted in as prime minister, he has now become the deputy chief of staff.

Zhao Dezhu would sometimes use very minor excuses to obstruct Fang Yuan's work procedures.

However, Fang Yuan did not intend to tell Jiang Cheng about these trivial matters.

At the last banquet for the resumption of work, Jiang Cheng boldly promoted her to the position of Chief Financial Officer of Jiangtai, even though Jiang Cheng proved her work ability on the spot.

However, there are still quite a few rumors circulating within the company.

Therefore, Fang Yuan felt it was better not to let Jiang Cheng stand up for her in this matter.

Fang Yuan lowered her eyelashes, concealing the emotions in her eyes, and her voice softened slightly: "It's alright, I guess..."

Jiang Cheng could easily detect the reluctance in her words.

However, she could also see Fang Yuan's inner conflict.

I'll say it again: he's a good man.

He can help Fang Yuan solve problems, but he won't take the initiative or actively seek solutions for her.

So when Fang Yuan didn't say anything, he didn't press her for details.

"Let me know anytime if you encounter any problems..."

The two recently chatted while eating.

Most of them revolve around Zhou Ying and the local customs and culture of Kyoto.

Just then, a cheerful voice suddenly interrupted from the side.

"Brother Cheng! Sister-in-law! What a coincidence, you're eating here too?"

This address of "sister-in-law" completely stunned Fang Yuan.

The spoon in my hand froze in mid-air.

Her delicate eyebrows and eyes widened instantly, her cheeks flushed red like a ripe apple, and even her breathing became a little erratic.

Jiang Cheng heard the voice and looked up. After seeing who it was, he felt relieved.

Why are you at ease? Because the person who came is Shen An.

As a fellow good man, Shen An has always been very perceptive.

So even though he had met Jiang Churan a few times.

However, when facing Qiu Yihe before and Fang Yuan now, he still smoothly and accurately called her "sister-in-law".

"Shen An? What are you doing here?"

Shen An walked over quickly, holding two bottles of iced soda in his hand.

He first smiled at Jiang Cheng, then his gaze fell on Fang Yuan.

“I often eat at this restaurant. The first time I met you was in this area.”

That's right, the first time I met Shen An, he also brought Xu Yan here for dinner.

Jiang Cheng glanced at him: "Are you alone?"

Shen An handed a bottle of soda to Fang Yuan: "Yes, I came here to get some food. Sister-in-law, here you go. This soda goes perfectly with the braised liver."

When Shen An called her "sister-in-law" again, Fang Yuan seemed a little unsure how to respond.

She wanted to explain, but Jiang Cheng didn't seem to want to.

Jiang Cheng really didn't intend to explain.

Should I tell Shen An that I had dinner with my girlfriend's mother?

Fang Yuan is so well-maintained, let's not even talk about whether Shen An believes it or not.

Even if you believe it, you can't help but be teased.

Jiang Cheng simply smiled and said, "Brother, please let me go."

Upon hearing Jiang Cheng's words, Shen An immediately understood.

He believed that the beautiful woman Jiang Cheng was with at this time had not yet fully confirmed their relationship.

That's why Jiang Cheng said that.

After imagining it for a moment, he immediately said, "Hey, Brother Cheng, I booked a booth at Mr. Thirteen's place tonight. We haven't had a chance to properly thank you for what you've been up to lately."

After saying that, he turned to Fang Yuan and said his familiar lines: "Sister-in-law, come and play with us too. Don't worry, when Brother Cheng goes out with us, he doesn't have the habit of creating a lively atmosphere for the ladies."

Hit hard again by the words "sister-in-law," Fang Yuan's fingers tightened slightly as she held the soda.

She glanced quickly at Jiang Cheng and saw that he had a smile on his lips, showing no intention of clarifying anything.

The heat in my cheeks rose a few degrees.

He could only lower his head and pretend to fiddle with the soda can in his hand.

"What is Mr. Thirteen?"

Upon hearing this, Shen An raised an eyebrow and looked at Jiang Cheng with surprise.

His tone was slightly teasing: "Brother Cheng, your wife doesn't even know Mr. Thirteen? Not bad."

Jiang Cheng, don't you know that Shen An was referring to Fang Yuan as innocent and pure?

After giving Shen An a disapproving look, Jiang Cheng continued, "She just came from Rongcheng and isn't familiar with this place."

Shen An immediately understood and said "Oh," then slapped his thigh, his tone becoming even more enthusiastic.

"Then we definitely have to go! It'll be a great opportunity for my sister-in-law to experience the vibrancy of Kyoto. It's a really interesting bar with a fantastic atmosphere. I guarantee you'll have a blast tonight!"