At the wedding, my wife confessed her love for her white moonlight

At this moment, Wei Qingmei has shed her former image of a strong career woman and now appears gentle and charming.

She is naturally beautiful.

Except for a few fine lines at the corners of the eyes, her skin still looks very tender.

It's just that his complexion is a little bad, his face is bloodless and pale.

But such fair skin, combined with her red lips, makes her look more feminine.

Jiang Ning couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "Old Bentley is still Bentley after all!"

"Mr. Jiang, thank you for saving my son last time. I will remember this kindness for the rest of my life." Wei Qingmei said.

"Sister Wei, I didn't come to you to ask for credit." Jiang Ning said, "I really want you to help me check it out."

Jiang Ning came to see Wei Qingmei because he wanted her to give him some advice.

The bidding for the Everbright project will be opened in less than a month.

On the day of the bid opening, representatives from all the major bidding companies will go on stage and demonstrate the strengths of their companies in the form of PPT presentations.

This is a very important link and also a decisive one.

If this link can be handled, Jiangning will be basically stable.

Jiang Ning has already prepared the PPT materials that need to be presented.

But he is a newcomer in the logistics industry after all.

Worried that her PPT wasn't detailed enough or well-crafted, she planned to ask Wei Qingmei for advice.

Wei Qingmei is the decision maker of the project, and she has the final say on whether the products are qualified or not.

If Wei Qingmei could give guidance on his PPT, this PPT would definitely get full marks.

This backdoor is quite unique!

"Let's put the guidance aside for now." Wei Qingmei said, "Mr. Jiang hasn't had dinner yet, right?"

Wei Qingmei had just got home after a busy day. She was hungry and very tired. She didn't have the energy to think about Jiang Ning's PPT.

"Oh, I haven't eaten yet!" Jiang Ning said.

"That's right. To thank you, I'll treat you to a family dinner." Wei Qingmei smiled and said, "Of course, my cooking skills are not very good, so you have to bear with me."

Jiang Ning smiled and said, "It doesn't matter if the cooking skills are good or not. It mainly depends on who cooked it. I am eating because of the thoughtfulness of Sister Wei."

These words were heartwarming to hear. The more Wei Qingmei looked at Jiang Ning, the more she liked him. She even imagined that when her son grew up, he would be as handsome and outstanding as Jiang Ning.

"And Sister Wei, it sounds weird when you call me Mr. Jiang. Just call me Jiang Ning or Xiao Jiang from now on!" Jiang Ning said.

"Okay, Jiang Ning." Wei Qingmei smiled softly, "I'm going to cook, please wait a moment."

"it is good!"

Watching Wei Qingmei twisting her waist and walking into the kitchen, Jiang Ning let out a long sigh and sat on the sofa with his head raised.

Wei Qingmei has lived alone for many years. The decoration of her home is very simple, without as many trivial items as those of an ordinary family.

Looks fresh and clean.

However, just as Jiang Ning was looking around, he suddenly heard a scream coming from the kitchen.

"what!"

"What's wrong, Sister Wei?"

Jiang Ning rushed into the kitchen and saw smoke coming out of the oil pan. Wei Qingmei was covering her wrist with a look of pain on her face.

"It's okay, I accidentally got scalded by the oil." Wei Qingmei said somewhat embarrassedly.

She's really not a very good cook.

Usually we have a nanny, but she had some urgent business these two days and went back to her hometown.

She had put too much oil in just now, and she wanted to pour some out, but her hand shook and some spilled, splashing directly on her wrist.

"Sister Wei, let me see how badly you're injured."

Jiang Ning stepped forward and held Wei Qingmei's arm. He saw that there was a thumb-sized scar on her right wrist, and the wound was faintly red.

"Sister Wei, you have to apply ice immediately, otherwise big blisters will form." Jiang Ning has experience in dealing with this kind of thing.

Chu Xiaoran used to like eating takeout, but he thought it was unhealthy, so he often went to Chu Xiaoran's place to help her cook.

In the beginning, burns from hot oil were common.

"Sister Wei, is there any ice in the refrigerator?"

"Have!"

Jiang Ning hurried to the living room and took out some ice cubes from the refrigerator.

Then he returned to the kitchen and put ice on Wei Qingmei's wrist.

Because the ice was slippery, Jiang Ning could only wrap it with his own hands and hold Wei Qingmei's wrist.

In this position, their arms touched each other and their bodies leaned against each other involuntarily.

The skin-to-skin contact made Wei Qingmei blush and she said awkwardly, "I'll do it myself!"

"it is good."

As soon as Jiang Ning let go, the ice cube slid down.

He hurriedly reached out to grab the ice, but instead of grabbing the ice, he grabbed Wei Qingmei's hand.

At this moment, Taishe died.

The two of them could dig out a three-bedroom apartment with their awkward toes.

"Uh! I'll go get some more ice." Jiang Ning quickly turned around and went to the living room.

Looking at Jiang Ning's tall back, Wei Qingmei's heart was beating fast.

She has lived alone for many years, and her emotional life is like a stagnant pool of water.

But right now, a ripple appeared in this stagnant water.

Soon, Jiang Ning returned to the kitchen.

This time, he wrapped the ice cube in a paper towel.

He first blew on Wei Qingmei's wound carefully, and then applied ice paper on it.

In an instant, a cool feeling went straight from her arm to Wei Qingmei's heart, and her body couldn't help but shiver.

So cool!

Wei Qingmei looked at Jiang Ning with a serious expression, her heart melted, and she smiled gently: "It's okay, you take a rest first, I will continue."

"Sister Wei, you should have a good rest!" Jiang Ning said, "Let me do it!"

"You can cook?" Wei Qingmei was a little surprised.

How could a pampered rich second-generation like him actually cook?

"You look down on me!" Jiang Ning said jokingly, "Just wait, I have to show you my skills."

Wei Qingmei was also very interested and stood aside: "Now you are the protagonist."

"it is good!"

Jiang Ning swiftly picked up the kitchen knife and cut the condiments with skilled knife skills. Then, he turned on the fire again and started stir-frying.

Watching this scene, Wei Qingmei suddenly felt very warm.

Yes!

It had been a long time since a man had cooked for her.

A home like this is a home that truly has the flavor of home!

Suddenly, a pair of hands reached out from behind Jiang Ning, as if to hug him.

He was stunned at first, then found that it was Wei Qingmei who put the apron on him.

"Don't get it splashed on you."

Wei Qingmei said as she helped Jiang Ning tie on an apron.

"Thank you!"

"You're welcome."

The two smiled at each other, and the atmosphere was extremely harmonious.

There is also a hint of ambiguity.

Jiang Ning is indeed a veteran. Within half an hour, several exquisite stir-fried dishes were served on the table.

"I said I was inviting you to dinner, but I asked you to cook for me. How shameful!" Wei Qingmei said, "To make up for my mistake, I'll buy you a drink."

Wei Qingmei took out her treasured fine wine and poured it for Jiang Ning.

The two started chatting while eating.

Wei Qingmei had never had such a comfortable night, as if she had found her real home.

Before I knew it, I had drunk a few more glasses.

She couldn't hold her liquor well, but as the alcohol took effect, she started to feel dizzy and her behavior became more and more unrestrained.

"Does it still hurt, Sister Wei?"

"It hurts a little, and it seems to be swollen!" Wei Qingmei said in a delicate voice.

"Let me see!" Jiang Ning moved over across the table.

"It's hard to see this way." Wei Qingmei suddenly stood up, walked around the table, sat next to Jiang Ning, leaned against him, and stretched her arms into his arms: "It's easy to see this way."

Jiang Ning held Wei Qingmei's wrist and saw that it was indeed a little swollen.

"Sister Wei, let me go downstairs and buy some medicine for you!" Jiang Ning said.

“No need!” Wei Qingmei stood up and pressed Jiang Ning to his seat. She stared at him with a look of longing in her eyes: “Just stay here honestly.”

"Forehead!"

Jiang Ning was a little dazed.

At this time, Wei Qingmei pretended to be dizzy and sat directly on Jiang Ning's lap.