Chapter 93
Ten minutes passed, and she didn't see Mr. Jiang come back.

At this time, the waiter came over and said politely, "The gentleman has already left. Before he left, he said that all your dining expenses will be charged to his account. I wish you a pleasant meal."

Qi Cheng hooked his head.

Get up and leave.

Zong Nian was waiting in the car outside.

Cheap daughter's first blind date, he was so nervous.

Seeing Qi Cheng coming, he quickly opened the car door, "How is it? Do you see him right?"

Qi Cheng shook his head, "He left immediately, and we only chatted for a few words."

Zong Nian frowned, why did he only talk for a few words?

Is his cheap daughter very bad?

Obviously last night, he asked the other party what he needed, and the other party said that he lacked a girlfriend, so he brought out his daughter.

Forget it, if you don't like it, then don't like it.

He figured it out quickly, and comforted Qi Cheng a few words.

"Daughter, don't be discouraged. Mr. Jiang is a dragon and a phoenix among people. It's not unusual for him to have a higher vision. Let's go on a blind date in the future."

Qi Cheng glanced at Zong's father in the passenger seat.

I wonder in my heart, is this comforting my daughter, or is it bad-mouthing her?
She didn't speak anymore, thinking all the way, where did she meet Mr. Jiang.

His appearance is not inferior to that of the most popular young boy, he is very good-looking.

But... She has been in Beijing for so long, and she has never seen such a good-looking person.

Should have never seen it.

*
The young man stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror, with wet hair falling on his white forehead, his upper body was naked, revealing his strong and beautiful chest, his lower body was wrapped in a white towel, his slender and bony fingers twisted a cigarette, the smoke filled the air, and his desire To the extreme.

As if thinking of something, he casually extinguished the cigarette butt in the white porcelain ashtray on the table.

His cold fingertips pressed against the phone beside him.

The phoenix eyes drooped slightly, covering up a little indifference.

The girl on the lock screen has a beautiful smile and is a bit cute.

It's just that I don't recognize him.

Jiang Chuzhi smiled mockingly.

He engraved her in his blood, but she didn't even recognize him...

The sliver of friendliness he had when he was young has now turned into a longing that keeps him up all night.

Perhaps to her, it was just a careless charity.

But he took it seriously, thinking that she liked him very much.

It doesn't matter, he's patient enough.

After waiting for ten years, this day is not missing.

Jiang Chuzhi sent Zong Nian a message, "An appointment will be made in ten days."

*
ten days later

Qi Cheng went to the playground where Papa Zong asked her to go.

In the spring breeze, the girl wore a light-colored sweater and a plaid skirt.

After waiting for about ten minutes at the milk tea shop in front of the playground, she saw Mr. Jiang again.

Mr. Jiang was smoking a cigarette with his fingertips, wearing a well-fitting black suit, and his slender figure carried a slight sense of indifference.

"Mr. Jiang." When he approached, Qi Cheng greeted him warmly.

Mr. Jiang seemed a little happy, and threw the cigarette butt into the trash can beside him.

His pale lips curled slightly, he lowered his head slightly, and looked at Qi Cheng carefully.

Qi Cheng's scalp was numb from his stare, and he smiled, "Does Mr. Jiang want to drink milk tea?"

"Yeah." Jiang Chuzhi chuckled.

"Well, what do you want to drink?" Qi Cheng asked again.

"Whatever you want." The young man's voice was lazy and loose, like Yun Juan Yun Shu.

The more he stared at the other person, the more familiar he felt.

But I just can't remember...

When returning with milk tea, Qi Cheng couldn't hold back, and asked, "Mr. Jiang, have you met me before?"

Jiang Chuzhi smiled.

(End of this chapter)

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