After my death, the Nanyang prince committed suicide for love

"This little girl is not very old, but she knows my tricks very well."

The old lady stood in the kitchen and handed the bowl to Aunt Xu.

Aunt Xu glanced at the restaurant and said, "Why do I feel that this girl really doesn't like our young master? She's like a forced melon, bitter and astringent."

"You figured it out too? This guy is the one who's paying for it, right?"

Aunt Xu was a little embarrassed when she heard the word "attachment": "Yes!"

"Logically, it shouldn't be like this! That's not what people have been saying before. We've seen that girl stalking our Xun Zhou before, so how could she do that?" Aunt Xu analyzed the situation and suddenly felt something was wrong: "Could it be that Xun Zhou really did something to let the girl down?"

"For example?" the old lady asked, and then she thought, that's not right!

"If it really doesn't work, then you can't say that you're sorry! Is there something else going on?"

Aunt Xu nodded with a look of hope.

The old lady: “Ask later.”

In the restaurant, Wen Jin lowered his head to eat. The dishes on the table tasted bland.

The old lady has been taking care of her health all year round, so the dishes cooked by the chef are extremely light and tend to be vegetarian. Wen Jin has always had a strong taste, and because he couldn't get used to the Shen family's food, he lost more than ten pounds in three months.

It’s not easy to tell Shen Xunzhou that the whole family is plain-spoken, and whoever is different will change.

Unexpectedly, I lived my life again.

Still can't escape this plain dish.

"Not to your liking?" Shen Xunzhou saw her lowering her head and picking at the bowl in front of her without putting a single bite into her mouth.

Wen Jin raised his head and glanced at Shen Xunzhou: "Yeah."

"What do you want to eat? Ask the kitchen to remake it."

Wen Jin was filled with resentment. When she thought about how she was so foolish as to eat things she didn't like for several years just to please Shen Xunzhou in her previous life, she wanted to slap him.

"Can you do anything?"

Shen Xunzhou stared at her, serious and sincere: "Yes."

"Hotpot, Malatang, Spicy Hotpot, Hot and Sour Noodles, Snail Noodles, you make them! I'm waiting."

Shen Xunzhou:........ "Don't you dislike eating these things?"

Wen Jin asked back: "Who told you that I don't love you anymore?"

"Have you asked me? Just tell me I don't love you?"

Shen Xunzhou was a little confused by Wen Jin's question. So before?

Doesn't she like it, or is she trying to lose weight on purpose?

The man tightened his grip on the chopsticks slightly, and Wen Jin asked, "Can I?"

Pah - the chopsticks were thrown on the table. Shen Xunzhou stood up and crossed the table to pull Wen Jin up from the chair, saying in a resolute tone: "I'll take you out to eat."

"I didn't say I was going out to eat."

"Wen Jin," Shen Xunzhou stared at her and spoke word by word: "I really can't arrange these for you here with the old lady, but there are solutions."

"If you have a problem, tell me. I can solve it instead of smothering me in a pit with a stick."

"In the end, you resent me and I blame you, and it doesn't do any good for either of us."

"Shen Xunzhou........."

Wen Jin was half dragged and half carried into the car.

Shen Xunzhou told Jiang Ge to go to the nearest shopping mall.

When getting off the car, Wen Jin was in a stalemate.

The latter understood and called Jiang Ge: "Go, pack up all the hot pot, spicy hot pot, spicy hot pot, hot and sour noodles, and snail noodles that can be packed down."

Wen Jin:........

Jiang Ge: ???

"You're just a lunatic."

Wen Jin pushed the door and got out of the car cursing. The shopping mall near the hospital was not as prosperous as the CBD business district, but it was not bad either. Wen Jin found a hot pot restaurant and went in.

Ordered a spicy pot.

When the waiter served the dishes, she kindly reminded Shen Xunzhou: "You will stink after eating hot pot. Does Mr. Shen have any spare clothes in the trunk?"

"Care about me? Or make fun of me?"

"Half and half!" Wen Jin used chopsticks to stir the ingredients in the bowl.

"As long as you are happy, I am not important."

"As long as I'm happy?"

"Ah."

Quite touching.

But unfortunately, her love brain has been cured.

Wen Jin was halfway through the hotpot meal.

Shen Xunzhou's phone rang. The person on the other end might be asking about taxation. Shen Xunzhou replied with a few words. With strong professional knowledge, she was able to answer the other party's questions in a few words.

Wen Jin ate in silence with his head down.

Immediately afterwards, Shen Xunzhou's calls came in one after another as if a floodgate had been opened.

Facing the boiling hot pot, Wen Jin's mind was full of conversations coming from the other side about project approval, project loans, how many points the third party would take, and so on.

It seems like there is a Tang Monk sitting opposite me.

Wen Jin sighed heavily, put down his chopsticks, and took out a tissue to wipe his mouth.

Looking at Shen Xunzhou, he pursed his thin lips, quite impatient.

Shen Xunzhou's fingertips holding the phone tightened slightly, and he said to the other end: "I'll call you back later."

"Sorry, work call, have you finished eating?"

Wen Jin did not respond and took a step back. They were all adults. Shen Xunzhou was in charge of Kaiyuan Real Estate. He had projects coming in and out of the project. In addition to the various approval reports that could not allow mistakes to be made by his own company's people, he also had to deal with the government.

understand.

So I don’t want to say more.

"Let's go!"

"You haven't answered me yet, are you done eating?"

Wen Jin's chest rose and fell slightly, then fell again: "I'm done eating, let's go!"

I really don't want to get entangled anymore.

"Send you back to Qiufeng Garden?"

"can."

On the way back, Wen Jin propped up her head and looked out the window. Shen Xunzhou's phone rang. Through the black car window, Wen Jin saw that when he picked up the phone, he glanced in her direction, as if asking for her opinion.

When his gaze came over, Wen Jin slowly closed her eyes.

Don't give him any extra information.

They were silent all the way until the car stopped at the Qiufengyuan parking lot. Wen Jin got out of the car and Shen Xunzhou followed him out: "The matter with the West City Investigation Team has been resolved, and they won't look for you again. As for the staff member you mentioned, he has also been handed over to their leader to deal with."

Wen Jin was stunned. He didn't expect Shen Xunzhou's hands to be so fast. It only took one day.

"If it can be solved, why didn't you just suppress it early on? Do you want me to go in and take a look?"

Shen Xunzhou said without hesitation: "I have thought about it, but some things should be done before you become famous. If someone investigates it later, we should be upright."

"The little things now will become hailstones hitting you when you stand in a high position one day, Wen Jin. I can't leave you with any worries."

Wen Jin paused.

After all, he is Shen Xunzhou, and he does things perfectly.

"Thank you."

"I did it willingly, so I don't need your thanks."

Wen Jin nodded: "In that case, I'll go up first."

"Wen Jin," Shen Xunzhou grabbed Wen Jin's arm and continued, "Your father came to see me today and gave me a check for 50 million."

"His wife spent your money, so she has to pay it back. Just keep it."

"Do you really think so?"

"Of course," Wen Jin said seriously, "I will let you accept it even if you don't want to, because only if you accept it, I can use Wen Qiyun's hand to deal with Zhao Wan'er."