It has been a month since Jiang Yingdi went to Tibet, and the turmoil about him and President Yu Ningsong on the Internet has gradually subsided.

At least during the month he lived upstairs in Shen Muning, few paparazzi would follow him.

……

In Xiaofang's eyes, brother Xian has been peaceful this month.

Even talking to him is quite serious.

Apart from swiping my phone with my head down every day, I haven't done anything out of the ordinary.

Quiet...it's really not like his Brother Xian.

Xiao Fang thinks that he might be used to being abused by Brother Xian, and now that he looks like a dude, he actually thinks... Could it be that Brother Xian has been pierced by his soul?

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But not!

Jiang Dayingdi is only busy with his relationship, and has no time to go out and make troubles.

……

The paparazzi friends are one step further away from Song Xi, but our actor Jiang Da is one step closer to his family, Xi Xi.

In Jiang Yingdi's own words——

This is really close to the heart wow!Beautiful (*≧ω≦).

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Social Brother Xian: Xixi!It's lunch time! ! !

Song Xi is in a meeting at the moment, his face is as cold as frost, and his slender fingertips forcefully tap the report in front of the chief financial officer, "Look for yourself."

His speaking speed has always been unhurried, but every word is as if covered with a layer of frost, extremely cold.

The entire conference room was silent, and the sudden ringtone of the news made people straighten their backs. Song Xi raised his eyes coldly, and before he could utter the words of reprimand, he realized that it was his mobile phone that rang.

The people present didn't say a word, they glanced quietly at Mr. Song, only to find that the face that was as cold as ice just now had a hint of warmth. Ear.

The people present had been under the low pressure for more than two hours, and they were worrying about when their President Song would end the meeting, but they didn't expect it to be just a piece of news.

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Where did Xi come from: Huh?Is lunch delivered?

Three days ago, Jiang Xian ordered a three-month nutritious meal for Song Xilian at a five-star hotel after he found out that he couldn't eat lunch well.

Song Xi thought helplessly, how inexplicably, his diet was controlled by Jiang Xian.

It was almost like he was in charge of all three meals.

The bad thing is that he usually eats dinner no matter how late it is. After all, he has a bad stomach and can't survive without dinner.

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Social Brother Xian: It should be here, remember to eat.

Where does Xi come from: Good.

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...? ?

Song Xi originally thought that Jiang Xian would talk nonsense as usual, and even if he ignored him, he would send him various messages and chatter non-stop, but he waited and waited, and it took 5 minutes! !Why didn't Jiang Xian send him a message?

...? ?

10 minutes passed.

...? ?

Song Xi pursed his lips and looked at the lunch the secretary put on his desk, but didn't intend to open it.

10 minutes passed.

...? !

Song Xi poked Jiang Xian's name on the phone dialog box with his finger...no response.

Unwilling to be reconciled, Song Xi poked Jiang Xian's name on the top of the dialogue box with his finger... Still no response.

No message came!

……

snort!

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Song Xi wanted to poke it a few more times, but he heard a knock on the door.

"Come in." Song Xi immediately straightened his hands, looked up and saw the secretary came in with a bunch of documents, and happened to see the lunch that was still in the middle, "President Song? Isn't lunch to your liking today?" It's a pleasure to eat every day.

Song Xi pursed his lips and said nothing, the secretary felt in a daze that their president seemed to be angry with someone, just skipping lunch...

It must be her illusion.

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