When the food arrived, Josnian opened a bottle of red wine for himself.

"Can I drink?" Josnian shook the glass and asked her softly.

"No, you still have to drive. You can't make fun of me and my baby's life."

When Josnian heard this, he stopped his hand and chuckled: "Then I won't drink."

He put the bottle back in its place.

Ye Jiaqi put the flowers aside and started eating.

The air is filled with the scent of rose fragrance, the mood is melodious, and it is very suitable for a date.

Josnian sat opposite Ye Jiaqi, with a long table between them. Despite this, he could still see her every move and her expression.

Ye Jiaqi ate his favorite food, his eyebrows curled up: "You eat too, eat more, let's talk about work later?"

"OK."

Time moves very slowly, "ticking" and "ticking", like a slow-moving carriage and horse.

The curtains were drawn, and the private room had a night atmosphere.

Although this restaurant is located in the city center, it is not noisy and has good sound insulation, making it quiet and peaceful.

They chatted casually, first about the dishes, and then about work.

When it comes to work, Josnian is still good at it.

He said that she listened very patiently.

He told her the entry point of the B plan and asked her to start from the entry point, combine the successful cases and failure models of various countries, and first draft the composition.

However, from beginning to end, he never raised the issue of funds with her.

In the private room, the atmosphere became more and more intense.

As we chatted, Ye Jiaqi smiled: "President, I don't want to be a good wife at all. I want to be a wealthy wife, just eating, drinking, and going to the spa every day."

"Nothing to show for it."

"It's better to be hopeless and live a life that's not tiring."

"Really? I don't think so. If you really wanted to live and drink, you wouldn't brave the scorching sun in July to find a job."

Ye Jiaqi curled his lips: "It's not a last resort."

"As long as I'm here from now on, I won't let you go out and run around."

Ye Jiaqi's heart jumped again. She lowered her head and took small bites of the beef in the bowl.

"Of course, if you want to be a rich wife, I can satisfy you," Josnian said.

Ye Jiaqi smiled: "You seem to be willing to promise me anything."

"Who told me to like you?"

"..." Ye Jiaqi blushed. He was no less good at flirting than a little boy.

Josnian, who had never said "I like" easily before, now said these two words from time to time, but it happened to be very useful to her.

Halfway through the meal, she was very full. She tilted her head and looked at him: "President, does it still hurt?"

"What does it hurt?"

"Do you blame Cheng Yuzhi?"

"Don't complain, he is right. You are a flower in the greenhouse. You should be held and raised with care, and not let you get hurt."

"He really told you that?"

"He's really nice to you." Josnian's tone was a bit jealous.

"Don't always compare yourself with Cheng Yuzhi, you are very good to me." Ye Jiaqi said truthfully, "Women like to compare each other, do men like it too? Wouldn't that look too petty?"

"This is not called comparison, this is called possession. Men don't have the desire to compare, but men are possessive. Do you understand?"

"You have to make your fussing so elegant and refined." Ye Jiaqi gave him a look of disdain.

"..." Josnian looked at her, "Don't you want to eat? Eat more."
Chapter completed!