Jing Heng came out of the bathroom and met Jiang Beici who was coming towards him with his arm in a plaster cast.

She glanced at his arm playfully and walked straight past Jiang Bei Ci to her box.

"Jing Heng, I forgot to inform you that Shu Ziyan is my girlfriend now."

Jing Heng stopped walking and turned back to look at Jiang Beici with an expressionless expression, his tone of voice unclear, "Your girlfriend? Master Jiang lies and doesn't even write a draft? He's not afraid of flashing his tongue."

"Ziyan accepted my gift and is now my girlfriend. Didn't you see it outside the door?" Even though the gift was returned, it made Jingheng unhappy, which made him happy.

Jiang Beici smiled lightly at Jing Heng's triumphant look.

That smile was so dazzling that Jing Heng subconsciously tightened his hands in his trouser pockets.

It's just that his face is calm and calm.

"What I saw was you forcing it on her."

Jiang Beici: "..." Is this enough for a man to have clairvoyance? He can see from such a distance.

"Then you didn't see her throw it away, right? After accepting my gift, she is naturally my girlfriend."

Jing Heng sneered, "If she is your girlfriend and she calls me uncle, do you have to follow her and call me uncle, right? Niece-in-law!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Beici's face turned green and red like a chameleon.

Damn it, Jingheng, this bitch, actually tricked him.

But he was speechless and had nothing to say.

If he admits that Shu Ziyan is his girlfriend, he will be a generation inferior to Jingheng. If he doesn't admit it, he will prove that he is lying.

"If Shu Ziyan is your niece, why doesn't her last name be Jing?"

Jing Heng sneered, "Don't worry about eating radish when it's salty. A dung truck passed by the door. Do you want to taste it with a spoon?"

Jiang Beici's face suddenly turned dark.

Apart from Shu Ziyan, the only person I have encountered in this life who is so annoying is Jing Heng, a bitch.

She actually scolded him for meddling in his own business.

"She is not your niece, are you too lenient?" Jiang Beici asked.

"You fantasize about your girlfriend every day, but I don't fantasize about my niece."

Jiang Beici: "..." I'm so damn angry.

Who is the first of the four gentlemen? Who has no eyes to judge him? Can he be called a gentleman with just this mouth?

He is just a proper little person.

"Oh, you are cruel."

Jiang Beici wanted to make Jingheng unhappy, but in the end he made himself unhappy, just like shooting himself in the foot, which made him die of frustration.

But I can't vent yet.

Especially being embarrassed in front of Jingheng made him feel aggrieved.

What he didn't know was how ugly Jing Heng's face looked after he left.

Return to the box.

Because Jing Heng kept thinking about the scene he saw outside the door before entering the imperial dining room, and Jiang Beici's words, his face became very ugly.

Assistant Song Ping on the side felt the most obvious.

He glanced at Jing Heng secretly, but didn't dare to ask any more questions. He could only watch Jing Heng pour himself a drink with a gloomy face, and then took a sip.

By the time I drank my third cup, I couldn’t stand it anymore.

"Mr. Jing, you can't drink anymore. Eat something to pacify your stomach first."

Jing Heng glanced at Song Ping indifferently, and the other party immediately shut up.

When he had about the fifth drink, Jing Heng stood up and kicked away the chair behind him.

The sudden sound scared everyone else in the box into silence. They all looked at Jing Heng in shock, "Master Jing, you..."

Without waiting for the other party to finish speaking, Jing Heng said directly: "I have something to do, so I'll leave first. Assistant Song will be responsible for the subsequent cooperation."

The person in charge of the cooperation did not dare to say anything more and could only respond with a smile: "Okay, if Mr. Jing has something to do, please leave first. I will talk to Assistant Song."

…

Because the food I want to eat can only be ordered privately, even though I have agreed to be friends with Jingheng.

Shu Ziyan was too embarrassed to call Jing Heng.

So Ning Wanwan and I ordered the signature dish from the Royal Dining Room. Although the taste was not to our own taste, it was generally pretty good.

After all, a meal worth nearly 10,000 yuan is quite luxurious.

After the two of them finished eating, they walked out of the imperial dining room and met Song Ping at the door.

"Young...Miss Ning, Miss Shu, what a coincidence." Song Ping knew about Jing Heng and Shu Ziyan, so naturally he didn't dare to call Shu Ziyan his wife outside.

Ning Wanwan had met Jing Heng before, and naturally he had also met Jing Heng's assistant. Jing Heng never showed his face in front of outsiders, but his assistant represented Jing Heng outside.

"Assistant Song, what a coincidence, where is Mr. Jing of your family?"

"Mr. Jing doesn't seem to be feeling well. Go back first. I'll see you off."

The person in charge who was talking about cooperation next to Song Ping heard what he said and immediately took over, "Assistant Song, let's contact you later."

"Okay, then walk slowly."

After the person in charge of the cooperation left, Song Ping turned his attention to Shu Ziyan and said, "I just happened to be going to Jingyuan to deliver the cooperation project, so I'll give it to you."

Shu Ziyan had a pretty good impression of Song Ping. Although she didn't meet him often, he respected her very much.

Although I know it because she is Jing Heng’s wife in name only.

"Wanwan, then you drive back by yourself and I'll take Assistant Song's car."

Ning Wanwan was naturally relieved about Song Ping, "That's okay, send me a message when you get home."

"good."

After saying goodbye to Ning Wanwan, Shu Ziyan got into Song Ping's car.

On the way back to Jingyuan.

Song Ping thought of the scene where Jiang Beici gave Zi Yan something to write to at the door of the imperial kitchen. He also thought of Jingheng going out to use the bathroom tonight and being in a bad mood when he returned to the private room. He couldn't help but tentatively said, "

Madam, do you have a good relationship with Mr. Jiang?"

"Huh? Why do you say that?"

"Tonight at the entrance of the imperial kitchen, Mr. Jing and I saw you two at the door..."

Although he didn't finish what he said next, Shu Ziyan understood that the scene of Jiang Beici stuffing herself with gifts was seen by Jing Heng.

"Did Jingheng see it?" Ever since Jingheng suggested that the two of them get along peacefully, and since she had her period and the man took good care of her, the relationship between the two has become much more relaxed than before, and their names have also been changed.

"I should have seen it." Song Ping replied.

In the past few days, he clearly felt that Mr. Jing's working condition was better than before, and he seemed to be in a good mood. Even if the department head made minor mistakes in the meeting report, he was not severely punished.

One time, he saw Mr. Jing sending a message on his mobile phone. He glanced at it and, oh, he actually saw Madam’s note.

"Oh, he didn't say anything."

Song Ping thought of the coldness that flashed across Jing Heng's face at that time, and answered truthfully: "I didn't say anything. It seems normal. It's just that when we were talking about cooperation, I drank harder than before and my face was colder than before."

There is a lot of information in these words, and it conveys that Jingheng is jealous and angry.

However, Shu Ziyan did not blame Jingheng for drinking more vigorously than before, and thought that it was because he was jealous and sulky when he saw her and Jiang Beici standing together.

"Isn't his face always cold?"

Hearing this, Song Ping was a little anxious.

Oops, my CEO’s wife, Mr. Jing is obviously jealous and unhappy.

He was just too depressed to speak out.
Chapter completed!