The waiter left, Song Jiaren looked at him and said softly: "This is French food, not a food stall."

Chen Ming smiled honestly: "Okay, I'll go out to have a small noodles later."

After saying that, he started cutting steak. He was usually a rough man. Although he was not a big man, he was really useless to use knife and fork, so he cut four pieces of noodles and prepared to swallow it in a big mouthful. For him, it was enough to get into his stomach. The process was not important.

What did Song Jiaren say? Gu Anxi had already cut her portion into neat twenty small pieces and pushed it to Chen Ming, "Eat this and taste it slowly."

She pushed Chen Ming's share and said, "Didn't you say your girlfriend is a teacher? The current teacher is very romantic. What if you dislike you if you eat Western food together in the future? You have to practice all these."

Chen Ming was quite grateful to her, but he was almost spurted after hearing Gu Anxi's second half of the words, "What does a girlfriend mean?"

His eyes were hard to describe, so he naturally could not escape Gu Anxi. Gu Anxi looked puzzled: "Aren't you? Did you even tell me this morning? Is there any problem?"

Of course, Chen Ming was not easy to deny, otherwise he seemed to be very nostalgic about his short relationship with Song Jiaren, and immediately said: "It's nothing wrong."

Gu Anxi smiled and said, "That's right. The boss is not young anymore, and your mother is also in a hurry to hold her grandson. She told me last time that girls only have a good character and wish you could get married immediately and make a grandson come and hug her."

Chen Ming smiled bitterly, but said nothing.

Song Jiaren is not a fool either. She naturally knew that Gu Anxi was saying this to her, but she also heard that Chen Ming did have a girlfriend. No matter how deep the relationship is, it was a stable relationship that was satisfactory.

She said nothing, and kept her decent.

After that time, she felt that they would not have a future.

After the meal, several people didn't say much. It was when Gu Anxi left that he remembered to say to Song Jiaren: "You have a glass of pre-dinner wine and let Chen Ming give you some."

Song Jiaren shook her head: "No, the crew's car is coming with a driver."

Gu Anxi felt a pity. Such a good opportunity, it was impossible to watch the show.

However, Chen Ming was quite graceful and said to Gu Anxi sideways: "You are waiting for me in the car, and I will take her to the parking lot."

Although she was her driver, he always felt that she was dressing too eye-catching today. There were countless pairs of eyes staring at her in the restaurant just now, and he wanted to chop up those.

Song Jiaren smiled faintly: "It's OK."

Gu Anxi consciously got into the car. After entering the car, she lay down by the car window and watched the movement there, and took her cell phone to take a sneak shot.

Hehe, let me show you to my uncle later.

On the other side, Chen Ming and Song Jiaren stood side by side. The night wind was a little cold. He wanted to take off his coat and put it on her with grace, but when he touched it, he found that he had a shirt on his body and gave Anxi a coat, and then threw it in the car just now.

When Song Jiaren noticed his little move, she smiled indifferently: "I'm not cold."

Chen Ming lit a cigarette: "Where is the car parked, I'll take you there."

Song Jiaren pointed in a direction, ‘Then.’

Chen Ming and her walked side by side and spoke casually as they walked: "Are that producer still together?"

Song Jiaren walked a few steps forward before smiling faintly: "No more together."

Chen Mingdun stopped and said, "Why?"

"No reason! It's normal to have a short relationship with producers in the entertainment industry, and there's no need to make a fuss." Song Jiaren took out the cigarette box from her handbag, took out a cigarette, and approached Chen Ming and lit it.

His body was a little stiff, and after a while, he spoke: "Are you still smoking?"

"I will suck occasionally." She took a sip with a very beautiful posture and said slowly: "Chen Ming, don't worry about me, have you ever had a girlfriend? Isn't it great to have a good relationship and get married?"

After saying that, she smiled and pointed to a sports car: "My car."

While saying that, he opened the car door and got in, turned off the cigarette and closed the car door.

Chen Ming was stunned for a moment and immediately chased after him: "Where is your driver? Damn it, Song Jiaren, please open the door for me."

However, Song Jiaren had already driven the car away.

Chen Ming chased after him for a while before stopping, kicked the stone hard, and shouted to vent.

Gu Anxi's car slowly drove over, and the window lowered. She smiled and said, "Why, ignore you?"

Chen Ming was so angry that he opened the car door and got into the car.

Gu Anxi waited for him to fasten his seat belt before starting the car, and said casually: "If you have a girlfriend, she will naturally not have anything to do with you. Chen Ming, don't forget that Song Jiaren is a film queen, and she also has pride and a little temper. If you really want to be with her, then clean up the people around you. If you don't want to be together, how is she going to live or live? In fact, it doesn't have much to do with you, right?"

Chen Ming stared at her.

Gu Anxi drove intently and took the time to say, "Unless you don't give up, or have some other thoughts."

"No." Chen Ming denied without thinking. Gu Anxi didn't say anything else, just drove the car back to the villa.

As soon as he went back, he saw Bo Xichen sitting on the sofa in the living room waiting. She and Chen Ming went in. Bo Xichen heard the footsteps and closed the newspaper: "Are you back?"

Gu Anxi whispered: "Did you have eaten, uncle?"

Before he could speak, she said frantically: "Chen Ming and I accompanied Song Jiaren to have a French meal, but our stomachs were not full."

Uncle Bo carried her ears: "Is this an explanation?"

Her little ears were a little red, and she still looked at him with a beacon, looking at Buling: "I don't think there is anything to explain."

Bo Xichen smiled and let her go, and then talked to Chen Ming. Chen Ming was also open-minded. He knew that they were just a fight between the young couple, so he talked about some projects together. Chen Ming was in charge of security. After a while, the aunt started cooking dishes. While busy, she chanted scriptures to the little one: "Mr. and the young master are back early to wait for you. You know that you have an appointment with Miss Song and you will know that you must not be full. Those celebrities need to take a diet to control their weight. How can you do it?"

Chen Ming interrupted: "But Anxi is thinner than Song Jiaren."

This is true.

The aunt complained, "I don't know why I just can't raise it. Although I have a few pounds, I'm still too thin."

As he said that, he felt puzzled again: "I eat a lot all day long."

At this moment, Bo Xichen coughed lightly: "It's the reason for the physical condition."

The aunt looked at him and said quietly: "It's not the reason for the young master, right?"

Just then, Bo Nianyao took a shower and changed into a two-piece Chinese short shirt. He laughed when he heard it: "Xi Chen, look at your reputation at home is not very good."

Bo Xichen's face was red, and Chen Ming said generously: "It's pretty good, it's pretty good."

Bo Nianyao pulled him down and kindly took a piece of vegetable to Chen Ming, smiling: "Where's the best?"

Chen Ming's mouth was so wide that he couldn't speak...

It seems that the people from the Bo family are different from what he imagined. Did they be led by Anxi?

But no matter what, the meal was full, and the aunt was very good at craftsmanship, and Chen Ming was very satisfied. After the meal, he assigned to the room next to Manager Ma. The two of them were not very familiar with each other, but because they were in a foreign land, they drank some wine in the living room together. After they were almost drunk, they went back to the room and took a shower before pouring them on the soft big bed.

Late at night, alcohol inevitably makes people relax and think about things or people that they don’t want to think about or dare not think about.

Song Jiaren.

He really couldn't sleep, so he got up, wearing only a white vest and black shorts, walked to the terrace to smoke. The night was dark and foggy, but it seemed like a beautiful woman hidden inside, wearing a light yellow dress, would come out of the fog at any time...

Her skin is very white, her face is particularly beautiful, and she is so coquettish all over her body.

He can still remember, remember deeply.

Chen Ming took a puff of cigarette hard, and then thought a lot more—

She had a brief relationship with the producer, and also a kindergarten teacher he had only dated in Beicheng.

Finally, he pinched off the cigarette butt and smiled bitterly: Chen Ming, what qualifications do you have to think about it again?

Back in the bedroom, forced myself to fall asleep...

He slept well here. In the same high-end residential villa, there was a person who was particularly excited and unable to sleep. This person was not someone else, but Wang Kefu.

He was so excited that he was holding a large file bag in his hand, which was awesome and wonderful things inside—
Chapter completed!