The green camphor tree has a deep view

Wen Qing's cheeks felt a little hot, so she quickly smiled and sat down, hiding her face beside the steaming hot pot and concentrating on eating.

But the booing atmosphere at the table had not yet ended. The boys who were closest to Zhao Jin were clamoring for Zhao Jin to sit next to Wen Qing. Some even brought Zhao Jin's tableware over, as if they were determined to bring the two of them together.

After all this commotion, Zhao Jin reluctantly sat down next to Wen Qing, but Wen Qing was too embarrassed to look up and her body slightly tilted towards Zhu Yu.

But she couldn't ignore Zhao Jin in front of everyone. After all, Zhao Jin was now the soul of the project team. Since Song Jingshen took over the Song Group, the base station project had been handed over to Zhao Jin.

Moreover, Zhao Jin has always taken good care of her, and everyone in the group knows it. Although no one says anything openly, some people are bound to feel uncomfortable in private.

Fortunately, Wen Qing was the youngest and she wouldn't be able to compete with others for a while. Moreover, she completed the work she was supposed to do without any compromise and treated people gently and kindly, so no one complained about Zhao Jin's care for her.

But those boys who were on good terms with Zhao Jin were worried about him. They would often tease him whenever they had nothing to do, hoping to use this to push the relationship between Zhao Jin and Wen Qing to a conclusion as soon as possible.

Although Wen Qing was not very sure about what these people were thinking, she also felt a vague sense of pressure.

She didn't want others to misunderstand that she and Zhao Jin had feelings for each other, but she also didn't want to lose face for Zhao Jin in public, so she felt very embarrassed.

There was no other way, so she had to sit stiffly and eat. A thin layer of sweat appeared on the tip of her nose and forehead, but she didn't even bother to wipe it off. Perhaps because she was worried, she didn't taste the meat roll. She just hoped that the dinner would be over soon.

When Zhu Yu saw her concentrating on eating and not responding to other people's teasing, he knew that she was no longer interested in Zhao Jin.

Thinking about Wen Qing's situation, Zhu Yu couldn't help but sigh secretly. She hadn't provoked anyone, but she was being roasted on the fire and couldn't get down.

"Why did you come here with a bag on your back?" Zhu Yu made small talk. She was afraid that if Wen Qing remained silent, the boys would encourage her to drink and liven up the atmosphere.

"I've packed some clothes in the dormitory and are ready to take them home." Wen Qing raised her head and whispered to Zhu Yu.

People are often like this. When they have something on their mind, they don't want to talk, but once they open their mouths, their mood unconsciously eases a lot.

Zhao Jin was toasted by several team leaders in turn, and his face turned red from drinking, but he still had a good demeanor. After drinking, he sat steadily next to Wen Qing without any reckless behavior.

Wen Qing was slightly relieved, but the frequency of toasts at the table became higher and higher, even Jiang Xueming, who usually didn't drink, drank three rounds.

Although Wen Qing only drank the orange juice that Zhao Jin prepared for her, she still felt a little dizzy and her body became hot, as if she had been infected by the drunkenness of others.

She suddenly wanted to eat something cold, so she got up and went to the entrance to look for the unopened box of crushed ice.

As soon as I reached the entrance, I felt someone following me from behind. I turned around and it was Zhao Jin.

He had obviously come along temporarily, with a glass of red wine in his hand, and his posture and expression showed some concern.

"What do you want to eat? The fruit is in the kitchen." He asked as he approached her.

"Look for that box of crushed ice." Wen Qing said.

"Oh, that box of ice. It's so hot in the room, and I was afraid it would melt, so I put it in the refrigerator. I'll get it right away."

Zhao Jin placed the red wine on the table in front of the entrance, turned around and went to the kitchen. After a while, he came out with the box of crushed ice.

Wen Qing was just about to say "thank you" when she heard a knock on the door.

Zhao Jin looked towards the door in surprise and said to himself, "Is there anyone coming at this time?"

"Is it Professor Gu?" Wen Qing asked.

"Professor Gu has something going on at home, so he can't come today."

At this time, the knock on the door sounded again, neither fast nor slow, with just the right amount of force, but for some reason, it made people feel the oppression of "If you don't open the door, I will continue."

Zhao Jin glanced at the video surveillance on the door lock, his face changed, and he quickly handed the crushed ice in his hand to Wen Qing, then tidied his hair with his hands before reaching out to open the door.

With a ding-dong sound, the door opened. Zhao Jin smiled and said to the person outside, "Mr. Song, welcome to my humble home! It is a great honor for me to have you here!"

Wen Qing was stunned, watching Song Jingshen walk in. She couldn't hide away, so she forced a smile and greeted him as naturally as possible: "Hello, Mr. Song."

"Yeah." Song Jingshen exchanged a few simple greetings with Zhao Jin and followed Zhao Jin into the living room.

When the students at the dinner saw Song Jingshen, they were surprised at first, but soon became excited. It was a rare occasion for the big boss to come, and several sociable boys couldn't help but try to get close to him.

Song Jingshen glanced at the whole place and found that there were only two girls, Zhu Yu and Wen Qing. Zhu Yu was with Jiang Xueming, so Wen Qing was the only single girl.

It was like a sheep walking into a tiger's mouth, surrounded by wolves. He felt unhappy.

Fortunately, there was only orange juice in Wen Qing's cup, and there was no sign of alcohol on her face, which showed that she was being protected by someone.

And who is protecting her?

As they were toasting each other, Song Jingshen secretly paid attention and saw Wen Qing holding a pink box and slowly sitting down next to Zhao Jin. His eyes suddenly darkened.

Here, as soon as Wen Qing sat down, Zhu Yu came over. They opened the box together, picked up the spoon and ate the ice while talking in a low voice.

"What's going on today? Even Mr. Song is here." Zhu Yu complained softly, "He hasn't shown up for several months, and he suddenly comes here to drink. Is there going to be any adjustments to the project?"

"I don't know." Wen Qing shook her head. She felt the burning sensation growing stronger and stronger, so she quickly took a big mouthful of ice to suppress it.

"Hey, you eat so much ice, be careful of having a stomachache during menstruation." Zhu Yu reminded in a low voice.

Wen Qing smiled and was about to speak when she saw Song Jingshen looking over here with an unfriendly look.

She suddenly lost the mood to talk and continued to eat her ice cream.

It seemed like she came here just to eat today and didn't want to get involved in anything.

But the people around him didn't think so. Before he had taken a few bites, Zhao Jin handed him a cup of hot milk and said in a warm voice, "Drink something hot, don't let your stomach get cold."

"Oh my, the elder brother treats the younger sister differently. When did he heat up the milk? This is too fast!"

"Wen Qing wanted some ice just now, so I heated it up when I went to the kitchen to get some. Don't talk nonsense."

Zhu Yu smiled contentedly: "Senior Brother Zhao did the right thing. Our Qing'er deserves to be well taken care of."

Wen Qing took the milk and said to Zhao Jin with a blushing face, "Thank you, senior brother." Then she took a sip and put the cup aside.

She drank absentmindedly and didn't notice the light milk stains on her lips.

At this time, Zhao Jin handed her another tissue, smiled at her and said nothing.

Wen Qing was stunned for two seconds, then obediently took it, wiped her lips, and buried her head in eating the ice cream.

The interaction between the two immediately caused a burst of laughter, and Zhao Jin's brothers took turns teasing them, pushing the atmosphere to a climax.

"Brother Zhao's efforts were not in vain. We have reached a tacit understanding now."

"You've talked too much again. You've made me feel embarrassed. Be careful or Senior Brother Zhao will make things difficult for you."

"Oh, what's wrong with me telling the truth? Sincerity can move mountains and break rocks. I'm happy for Senior Brother Zhao..."

Wen Qing became more and more anxious as she listened to the teasing voice. She couldn't help but want to argue a few words. As soon as she raised her head, she met Song Jingshen's gaze.