When the food came, Qiao Sinian opened a bottle of red wine for himself.

"Can you drink?" Qiao Sinian shook his glass and asked her softly.

"No, you still have to drive, you can't joke about my and my life."

When Qiao Sinian heard this, his hands stopped and chuckled: "Then I won't drink it."

He put the bottle back in place.

Ye Jiaqi placed the flowers aside and started eating.

The air is filled with the fragrance of roses, and the mood is melodious, which is very suitable for dates.

Qiao Sinian sat opposite Ye Jiaqi, with a long table between the two. Despite this, he could still see her every move and see her expression.

Ye Jiaqi was eating what he liked, with his eyebrows and eyes curled up: "You eat too, eat more, and we will talk about work later?"

"OK."

Time goes very slowly, "tick" and "tick" are like slow-moving cars and horses.

The curtains are pulled, and the private room has a very night-like atmosphere.

Although this restaurant is in the city center, it is not noisy and has a good sound insulation effect, making it quiet in the midst of noise.

They chatted casually, first for a while, and then talked about work.

When talking about work, Qiao Sinian is still working.

He said that she listened and was very patient.

He told her Bplan's entry point, and asked her to start from the entry point, and based on successful cases and failures in various countries, she first drafted the composition.

However, from the beginning to the end, he did not ask her about funds.

The atmosphere in the private room is getting stronger and stronger.

As he chatted, Ye Jiaqi smiled: "President, I don't want to be a good wife at all. I want to be a rich wife, just eat and drink, and do SPA every day."

"No prospect."

"It's a good idea to have no prospects, and you don't live a tired life."

"Really? I don't think. If you really want to eat and drink, you won't look for a job in July under the scorching sun."

Ye Jiaqi curled his lips: "That's not a forced one."

"If I'm here in the future, I won't let you go out and run."

Ye Jiaqi's heart hopped a little again. She lowered her head and ate the beef in the bowl in a small sip.

"Of course, if you want to be a rich wife, I can satisfy you." Qiao Sinian 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 worse than a boy when he stirred up people.

Qiao Sinian, who used to never say "like" easily, now she often talks about these two words, but she still enjoys it very much.

Halfway through the meal, she was very full, and she held her head and looked at him with her head tilted: "President, does the injury still hurt?"

"What hurts."

"Do you blame Cheng Huizhi?"

"No complaint, he is right. You are a flower in the greenhouse. You must hold it carefully and raise it, not hurt you."

"That's what he told you?"

"He is really good to you." Qiao Sinian's tone was a little jealous.

"Don't always compare yourself to Cheng Yuzhi, you treat me well." Ye Jiaqi said truthfully, "Women like to compare and compare each other, do men like it too? Wouldn't that seem too petty."

"This is not called comparison, this is called possession. Men do not have the intention to compete, but men have possessiveness. Do you understand?"

"I have to say so beautiful and refined by being petty." Ye Jiaqi glanced at him contemptuously.

"..." Qiao Sinian looked at her, "Don't you eat anymore? Eat some more."
Chapter completed!