Quick wear: healing the beautiful, strong and miserable boss every day

Chapter 203 ② Against (12)

The evening wind blew gently, lifting her long hair, which danced and intertwined like an elf behind her.

He couldn't help staring with bated breath, not daring to take a deep breath, and even forgot the movement of playing.

At that moment, everything seemed to be still and turned into slow motion. The sound of the basketball slapping in the ear and the footsteps of grabbing the ball were still.

She raised her hand to brush her hair, turned her face away, and continued walking, as if she was not interested.

It wasn't until he was hit by the ball that he came back to his senses, and his teammates were laughing at him.

Gan Tingtang scratched his head, and lowered his head in embarrassment, after a while, he didn't see the girl again.

His roommate told him that that girl was Qi Yuqian, and he suddenly realized.

Later, he deliberately tried to get to know Qi Yuqian, not only silently paying attention behind his back, but also creating chance encounters.

The first time we met was in the cafeteria, queuing up for a meal, he pretended not to have a meal card, asked her for help, wanted to add her contact information, and transfer the money to her.

She was willing to give her contact information, and Gan Tingtang was very happy that the plan was going to succeed.

Unexpectedly, Qi Yuqian deleted him not long after receiving the money.

Seeing this result made him sad for a while.

Once in the library, Gan Tingtang deliberately sat opposite her to read a book, and then asked her to borrow notes to read.

Qi Yuqian said that she didn't know him, and that she was not in the same major as him, so she couldn't borrow.

This method didn't work, so he changed another way, pretending that he couldn't find his mobile phone, and borrowed her mobile phone to make a call.

But she said she didn't bring her mobile phone, only a tablet connected to WiFi.

He didn't give up.

It will only make him more and more frustrated.

One day later, when I was in class in the teaching building, it was raining heavily when I was about to leave school.

Gan Tingtang came down from upstairs and saw Qi Yuqian standing at the end of the corridor on the first floor without an umbrella, far away from the crowd, she seemed out of place in the crowded corridor.

He didn't bring an umbrella either, but he had already sent a message to his roommate. He stood on the other side and waited, watching her silently.

The students who were standing in the corridor one after another had already been offered umbrellas.

But she was the only one, and after everyone had left, she still stood where she was.

Among the bustling people coming and going, no one came to give her an umbrella.

Where is her roommate?

Gan Tingtang was thinking.

His roommate brought an umbrella over, Gan Tingtang held the umbrella, after thinking about it, he decided to walk towards her.

"Student, let me lend you my umbrella. Let me stay with my roommate. I see you have been waiting here for a long time."

Gan Tingtang handed out the umbrella.

She turned her face sideways, took a look, then shook her head and said, "Thank you, no need."

The very short and distant words made Gan Tingtang's hand in the air a little embarrassed, and he didn't know whether to take it back.

With his brain running fast, he directly stuffed the umbrella into her hand, "It's okay, just take it, I don't know when the rain will stop."

Before Qi Yuqian could speak, he and his roommate rushed into the rain under an umbrella.

After walking two steps, he turned his head and called to Qi Yuqian, "My name is Gan Tingtang, and I'm in class 36, X-level computer major."

……

As night fell, Xinghe felt a bit cold.

Wen Jinhuan finally recalled Gan Tingtang in college.

There was a lot of traffic outside the car window, and it happened to be the rush hour for commuting, and I was stuck here for a few minutes. The car moved slowly like a turtle, and the whistle outside was bursting.

She has been in the car for half an hour, and she is not halfway through the journey.

After passing the city center, the road conditions to the villa area are very normal, with only a few cars.

Arriving home soon, An Tinglan came back earlier than her.

"Ma'am, you're back, take a hot water bag and warm your hands first."

As soon as she came in, Aunt Fang stuffed her with a warm water bottle.

Then he took the bag for her to hang up.

During the meal, when we talked about work, it was the first time that An Tinglan spoke to her about it.

"Did you go to discuss cooperation with the subsidiary company today?" He asked in a flat tone.

Wen Jinhuan pondered for two seconds, then nodded, "Yes."

She thought that An Tinglan didn't care about these trivial matters, but she didn't expect the news to be known so quickly.

She looked at the expression on An Tinglan's face, but she didn't see anything.

How did he know?

If An Tinglan didn't say anything, Wen Jinhuan wouldn't ask.

……

……

On Christmas Eve and the two days of Christmas, a Christmas tree with flashing lights was placed inside and outside the villa.

There are warm lights everywhere, visually dispelling some chills inexplicably.

Wen Jinhuan prepared apples for everyone in the villa, and even the fruit plate on the coffee table in the living room contained beautifully packaged apples.

At the same time, she also sent someone to send some back to An's old house to Mrs. An and the old man.

In fact, there is still a day today, today is An Tinglan's birthday.

But Mrs. An and the old man didn't come over, saying that they would leave a two-person world for the two of them and let them live well.

Wen Jinhuan took half a day off in the afternoon to learn how to make cakes in the kitchen.

A sumptuous dinner is also prepared.

He came back from get off work just as dinner was all done.

"Come back, wash your hands and eat."

Wen Jinhuan tore off the apron, washed her hands, and came out of the kitchen. She was wearing clothes that smelled of oily smoke, and she wanted to go up and change.

"Sit down first, I'll go up and change."

After she finished speaking, she went up, and she couldn't do without changing clothes.

She hoped that she would appear in front of An Tinglan in a beautiful and fragrant way.

She quickly changed her clothes, sprayed some perfume on her wrists, behind her ears, removed the elastics, and fluffed her hair.

Aunt Fang downstairs said to An Tinglan: "Master, it's time to eat."

When An Tinglan walked into the restaurant, he caught a glimpse of some new dishes on the table, but he recognized one dish.

Wen Jinhuan did it before.

A look of surprise flashed in his eyes, Wen Jinhuan started cooking.

In fact, she hasn't cooked for a long time, compared to the frequent cooking before.

His taste buds had probably forgotten the taste of her cooking.

However, when he saw this dish, his mouth actually secreted the taste that belonged to this dish.

An Tinglan was surprised, she suddenly started cooking.

Aunt Fang saw that he had looked at him a few more times, and quickly explained, "These dishes are all prepared by my wife. I have been busy all afternoon, but I didn't ask us to help."

"..."

She was busy all afternoon, so she didn't go to work?

An Tinglan hummed, went to wash his hands, and came out, Wen Jinhuan had already come down.

She changed into a bright red velvet dress, and a pair of pearl white chunky-heeled stiletto shoes on her feet.

She seems to be very concerned about tonight's dining ceremony, very grand.

Her hair was flicked on the left side of her chest, revealing her jade-white neck and her pearl earrings on the right.

She also put on the lipstick, the color is a little lighter than the color of her skirt, and they complement each other, making them radiant and charming.

He knew that Wen Jinhuan was beautiful and very recognizable. He had seen many celebrities, but only Wen Jinhuan made him feel that she was real, sincere and beautiful.

Not mixed with the slightest fake.

Her frown, smile, and every move are very natural, without affectation.

She's not the kind of socialite who grew up in a boudoir and a silver spoon in her mouth.

She knows how to cook and is willing to cook. She always has a different kind of temperament about her, which vaguely attracts people.

She is tough, gentle but will not be bullied at will.

She grew up in such a family environment, and she has such a beautiful heart, which is very rare.

She raised her eyes and looked at him at the same level. In just a few seconds, An Tinglan thought of so many things.

He pressed his hands to his lips like a fist, pretended to cough lightly, and said, "Did you cook today?"

Wen Jinhuan responded, "Yes."

The servant pulled out the chair and let them sit down.

The location seems to be opposite all the time.

An Tinglan felt the joyful mood emanating from Wen Jinhuan.

He noticed that there was a goblet next to the tableware, so it shouldn't be wrong.

Wen Jinhuan on the opposite side asked, "Will you have a drink?"

"Are you in a good mood today?" he asked back.

Wen Jinhuan replied, "Because today is a day worth celebrating."

Immediately she called Aunt Fang to bring out the red wine. The red wine had been sobered up in advance. This time was just right, the taste and taste were particularly good, and the fragrance was long and lingering.

The red wine that had just been poured out of the bottle already smelled a faint fragrance.

Wen Jinhuan couldn't wait to pick up the goblet, put it under her nose and sniffed it gently, then raised the glass slightly to face An Tinglan, her red lips hooked upwards.

"cheers."

An Tinglan raised his glass cooperatively, touched her in the air, and he took a sip, "It seems that you are in a really good mood today."

Wen Jin smiled happily, "Happy birthday."

"..."

An Tinglan was stunned for a moment, he really didn't remember that today was his birthday.

So what Wen Jinhuan did tonight was because of his birthday.

The French windows on the first floor of the restaurant, the curtains are not closed, the moon is crooked tonight, and the stars are surprisingly more shining than before.

The specially decorated warm lighting outside the house and the white lighting of the restaurant seem to form two worlds, separated by a thick layer of windows.

Wen Jinhuan was sitting with her back facing the window. At this moment, she Yan Yan looked over with a smile in her eyes.

The strong white light shone on her body, setting off her bright eyes.

An Tinglan said in the next second, "Thank you."

Wen Jinhuan took another sip of the red wine, put down the glass, and picked up the chopsticks, "Taste to see if my craftsmanship has deteriorated."

An Tinglan then picked up the chopsticks. First, his chopsticks reached into the familiar dish, picked it up, put it in his mouth, chewed it, and swallowed it.

The taste is still the same as before.

He raised his eyes, met Wen Jinhuan's look of hope, and said truthfully, "It's still delicious."

After hearing his praise, Wen Jinhuan felt even better.

"Then try other dishes that I have newly researched."

Wen Jinhuan watched him pick up and taste every dish, and finally gave him a very high evaluation.

After tasting the dishes, Wen Jinhuan suddenly moved away from the chair and got up, and walked towards the kitchen without saying a word.

The moment she closed the kitchen door, the lights in the dining room were turned off, but unfortunately it didn't become dark.

Light from the glass windows pours in, illuminating the location of a dining table.

An Tinglan sat on the chair without any reaction, not even the sudden turning off of the lights in the north didn't scare him.

The kitchen door was pushed open, and Wen Jinhuan came out with a burning cake with candles inserted, singing a birthday greeting song with a familiar melody and cheerful tone.

"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you."

At the end of the four sentences, she walked up to An Tinglan and continued to sing the birthday greeting song in English, "Happy birthday to you, Happy birthday to you. Happy birthday to you. Happy birthday to you."

Wen Jinhuan urged him, "Hurry up and make a wish."

An Tinglan stood up, the fire reflected her face, her eyelashes were long and curled, casting a shadow, the light from the window was not very strong, not only did not destroy the romantic scene, but it was just right.

An Tinglan rarely even made a wish on the cake on her birthday.

He felt childish.

Just not wanting to spoil the scene, Wen Jinhuan opened his eyes and looked at him quietly, filled with anticipation.

At this moment, he didn't want to refuse.

He fit his hands together, closed his eyes, and made a wish devoutly and focusedly.

What is particularly strange is that his birthday wish is that Wen Jinhuan can always be happy.

He didn't know why, this sentence popped up in his mind.

The candles were blown out, the dining room lights were switched on, they sat down again, and the cake was placed on the table.

"Why did you suddenly think of celebrating my birthday?" He said.

It turned out that he understood what Wen Jinhuan said just before the meal.

The cakes are not like the patterns sold in cake shops outside. They are a bit special, simple, and the cakes are not big, which may be enough for two or three people.

Wen Jinhuan didn't answer his words, and said casually: "I haven't tried the new cake, so I don't know if it's good or not."

"..."

When An Tinglan heard the words, she said, "Then let's open a cake and try it first?"

After finishing speaking, I asked Aunt Fang to bring a knife and fork to cut the cake.

The first cut was given to Wen Jinhuan, and his was the second.

Wen Jinhuan took a sip and thought it was okay, the car didn't overturn.

An Tinglan took a bite with a fork and found that for him, the cream was a bit sweet, and the strawberry flavor was very fragrant, which may be the reason why he doesn't like sweets.

Later, the cake and meals were not finished, but the sense of ceremony was ready.

His birthday this year was on Christmas Eve. After the meal, Wen Jinhuan specially gave him a beautifully packaged apple.

After tonight, An Tinglan obviously had a better relationship with her.

On Christmas day, I also gave her a Christmas gift, which was a necklace with a cute little elk pendant.

He brought it back after get off work, and Wen Jinhuan didn't express his opinion after reading it. An Tinglan stood by the side, feeling a little uneasy, he was afraid that Wen Jinhuan would not like the gift he picked.

"It's pretty, did you pick it?"

"Well, if you don't like it, I'll quit for you." An Tinglan looked at her.

"I like it very much, thank you."

Wen Jinhuan chose to accept the gift, it was rare that An Tinglan was willing to choose a gift for her, it was the first time, she would accept anything.

It's unclear why he chose to give her the necklace, maybe it was because of her birthday on Christmas Eve yesterday, An Tinglan didn't want to owe her a favor, so she couldn't wait to give her a gift in return.

Hearing the words she liked, An Tinglan quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

It was an unprecedented ease that he himself hadn't noticed.

Picking out gifts and giving gifts is harder than negotiating business.

"nice! You love it."

(End of this chapter)