Hai Tong smiles as she calls Shen Xiaojun.
Shen Xiaojun laughed over the phone, “Tong Tong, the rain has finally passed for you two, and I’m relieved that Mr. War is still willing to treat me to breakfast, I was afraid to death that he would think I was a matchmaker holding a red thread.”
Zhang Niansheng was her cousin, but she did not want her best friend and Zhang Niansheng to be a couple’s because the Zhang family was not suitable for her best friend.
Her aunt was usually very nice to Hai Tong, but once she found out that Niansheng liked Hai Tong, her aunt could immediately turn her back.
With a mother-in-law like her aunt, her best friend’s life would not be easy, so Shen Xiaojun would not help her cousin.
She also planned to wait for the opportunity to have only the two siblings when she had a good talk with Zhang Niansheng, die that heart, and come to their shop less often in the future, so as to avoid misunderstanding by Zhan Yin.
The married person, regardless of gender, has to consider the feelings of the other half when dealing with others, even if they have not done anything wrong, the other half will be angry when they see their other half with other men (or women).
Keep some distance and nothing will happen.
“I’m coming over now.”
In order to give face to War Yin, Shen Xiaojun did not even want to do business. One second to remember
“By the way, where to eat? You send me the location, I’ll ride my bike there.”
Hai Tong moved her phone away from her ear and asked War Yin, “Mr. War, where are we going to eat?”
“The buffet restaurant on the ground floor of the Guancheng Hotel, the breakfast there is particularly rich, and no matter where you come from, you can eat the flavours of your hometown there.”
Hai Tong told her best friend, “The buffet restaurant on the ground floor of the Guancheng Hotel.”
“Okay, I’ll go there now.”
After ending the call with her best friend, Hai Tong contacted her sister again, and knowing that she was up, she said to Zhan Yin, “Mr. Zhan, let’s go over and pick up my sister.”
War Yin had no comment.
Hai Tong stuffed her phone back into her trouser pocket and headed back down the hall, got her car keys, took her pet dog and cat with her and waited for War Yin to go out with him.
Following behind Hai Tong, seeing her brisk steps, obviously in a happy mood, War Yin called out to her in a low voice: “Hai Tong.”
“Mmm.”
Hai Tong turned her head to look at him, “What’s wrong?”
War Yin’s eyes fell on her white and slender jade hands.
Noticing that he was staring at her hands, Hai Tong lifted her hands and looked at them for herself, not realising that her hands were raw, she laughed, “Mr. War, what are you staring at my hands for? Just say what you have to say, don’t make me guess, I’m too stupid to guess.”
She was not stupid at all, a ghostly one.
War Yin sighed in his heart.
“It’s okay.”
War Yin wanted to say that he would go to the jewellery shop after breakfast to buy a pair of rings, he hadn’t given her any jewellery since he got his license, but he swallowed back the words.
She, in all probability, would not accept it, right?
Hai Tong didn’t say anything and took the pets into the lift first.
War Yin paused briefly for a moment, cursing himself in his heart for not being able to pull his face back and not being able to say nice things.
Soon, he pretended as if nothing had happened and followed into the lift.
