Chapter 431

On the plane back to France, Feng Jin closed his eyes and thought: if Jiang Yancheng could come to France, it would be perfect, but as he said, there is little chance for him to give up the huge domestic industry.

So, is Ziyin not attractive enough to him?

Jiang Yancheng is a very difficult man to surrender.

Back in France, Feng Jin and Gao Ziyin said that she asked Jiang Yancheng to come to France, but Jiang Yancheng refused without hesitation.

"Think about it. Besides, he and I have been there a long time ago. Since he took me away from the wedding, it's over. " Gao Ziyin's reaction is very insipid. He talks while eating, as if what he says is just a matter of others.

The past is as early as the past.

Five years ago, she made a mistake.

During this time, Gao Ziyin's body and bones have been very weak. When he came back from the United States, he often had a headache and his body was weak. When he went to the hospital, he couldn't find out the disease, but he was often weak, as if he was very worried.

Therefore, it is Gao Zhiyuan who takes her place in business trips abroad. Originally, business trips were all her business after she was in this position.

Gaoziyin daily rest at home, Feng Jin coldly, "you are heart disease."

Feng Jin took the mobile phone and sent a wechat to Jiang Yancheng: Ziyin is ill.

Gao Ziyin didn't know about this wechat. She was still lying on the sofa, covering her face with silk handkerchief to protect her from the sun.

Jiang Yancheng is in a meeting, and he is still in high spirits. This time, the baby sitter has become assistant sun. He sits beside him, holding Alan, and looking up at the contents of the projector. No matter how rich and capable Jiang Yancheng is, he can never change the fact that Alan has no mother and children to pity.

Jiang Yancheng looked down at wechat and continued the meeting.

While talking about the contents of the meeting, he thought: Feng Jin has a lot of tricks. Don't be fooled by her, so he didn't care. However, he thought, no matter what, Feng Jin won't cheat.

So, after the meeting, when he was packing, he said to his assistant, "booking, France."

"Direct flight, the fastest. I know Assistant sun holds the child and connects it.

Jiang Yancheng said in his heart: now the handle has been caught.

Jiang Yancheng thinks that he may be old. When he was young, he liked those with strong working ability. When he was old, he liked those who were likeable. Some tastes have changed, while others have not. Assistant sun's catering style is more likeable to Jiang Yancheng than song Xun's one with strong working ability.

Jiang Yancheng sent his child home and said to Jiang Jingcheng that he would go to France. Jiang Jingcheng just said "Oh". All he knew was in this "Oh". Therefore, Jiang Yancheng thought that Jiang Jingcheng might have learned something, but the city government, such as Jiang Jingcheng, never said it. If he didn't say it, Jiang Yancheng should not know.

This time, Jiang Yancheng flew straight to Gao Ziyin's home. Feng Jin went out these days and said that he would meet his old friends and not be at home. He asked his aunt to take good care of Gao Ziyin. Gao Ziyin was either on the bed or on the sofa, and his body was still that way. It was not good.

When Jiang Yancheng came in, no one told Gao Ziyin. As soon as she entered the living room, she saw her lying on the sofa, still covering her face with a silk handkerchief. She didn't want to go to work for several days. She didn't know that Jiang Yancheng was coming. She turned to the sofa and showed her curve. Her waist was concave and her hips were protruding.

"How hard are you playing with ducks? Can't stand it? " Jiang Yancheng sat on the single sofa beside him and said a word.

Hearing Jiang Yancheng's words coldly, Gao Ziyin suddenly turned around and said, "Why are you here?"

The voice was very weak and there was a cough.

"Don't you want me to come?" Jiang Yancheng asked.

"In my concept, there is no one like you." When Gao Ziyin finished, he turned back.

Jiang Yancheng nodded with restrained expression, "what do you want to eat? I'll make it for you. "

Gao Ziyin's heart moved a little. These days, her aunt always makes western food for her. She doesn't like western food and is not used to it. But her aunt can't make Chinese food either. Gao Ziyin has no energy or mind to do it.

"Preserved egg and lean meat porridge." Gao Ziyin said.

Jiang Yancheng got up and went to the kitchen. Gao Ziyin was still lying on the sofa, not knowing how long he had slept. He seemed to smell the smell of rice porridge. Gao Ziyin got up, sat down at the dining table, picked up the spoon and ate it. When he saw the shallots on the porridge, Gao Ziyin ate with great energy.

Jiang Yancheng looks at her sideways. Gao Ziyin's eyes squint at him and continues to eat.

"How long are you going to stay?" Gao Ziyin asked.

"No. There's something wrong with the company. When you get well, I'll leave. "

Gao Ziyin stopped talking and lowered her head to continue to eat. Her expression was always listless.

"Fever? Why are you so tired? Kidney deficiency? Are you going to be cruel? " Jiang Yancheng's hand stretched out, a series of question marks, touched Gao Ziyin's forehead, and then touched his own. It seemed that he didn't burn.

Auntie is looking at Gao Ziyin and Jiang Yancheng. They are like a couple. A woman can eat freely, while a man is watching her eat. At this moment, it's like the sun never sets in Provence.

"What would you like to eat in the evening? Hot pot. " Jiang Yancheng asked.

Gao Ziyin lowered his head to drink porridge and was silent for a moment. "How did you become such a temperament now? It's not like you used to be. You never asked people what they ate before. They asked you all the time. I don't remember the moment when you were hypocritical and concerned about people. "

The way he spoke was really hypocritical. He didn't care about the world. He looked like a prodigal.

Even if Gao Ziyin is ill, he still has the same look and is able to watch the excitement.

Never really.

But Gao Ziyin doesn't care if he is sincere now.

"Has it changed? Who knows? When you become a father, some changes are inevitable. As you get older, you lose a lot of confrontation with the world, you have children, and you have peace of mind. " Jiang Yancheng specially emphasized that "he has become a father."

"Can I have hot pot tonight?" Gao Ziyin changed the topic and asked him.

"It's up to you. If you want to eat, I'll buy it."

After thinking about it, Gao Ziyin said, "I want to eat."

"I'll buy it later."

Gao Ziyin doesn't speak any more. He always thinks that when Jiang Yancheng comes, her illness will be much better. Maybe, as Feng Jin said, she is suffering from heart disease. But these days Gao Ziyin doesn't think about him at all. He always wants to forget him. Why did he come and get better?

After eating porridge, Gao Ziyin went to bed again.

Jiang Yancheng went out and didn't drive. He took a taxi to the Chinese supermarket and bought a lot of vegetables and meat, as well as hot pot ingredients. In fact, it didn't take much effort to eat hot pot. It was just that there were so many things and they looked chaotic, so he found it troublesome.

Jiang Yan made a deal with the aunt in the kitchen and asked them to pick vegetables and cut plates.

Before Jiang Yancheng came back, Gao Ziyin had already got up from bed. She was sitting on the bay window with her knees in her hands and looking at the lavender outside. How she liked France, Provence and the smell of lavender all year round.

She's very absorbed.

Jiang Yancheng bought a financial newspaper and came back to read it. He didn't know French. He could only speak a few simple everyday expressions. He learned a little last time when he came to France, and he didn't study it any other time.

Gao Ziyin didn't notice what he was doing and kept staring out of the window.

"Gao Ziyin, what does tauxdechange mean?" Jiang Yancheng sits on the sofa and asks Gao Ziyin who is sitting on the window.

Gao Ziyin didn't hear it, but he was still in a trance.

"Gao Ziyin." Jiang Yancheng put down the newspaper and looked over.

He called her name again, and was familiar with it.

Gao Ziyin heard this and asked, "what's the matter?"

"What does the word tauxdechange mean?"

This word has many meanings. Gao Ziyin wanted to know the context, so he said, "bring me the newspaper."

"Come here." Jiang Yancheng said.

He leaned sideways, his legs overlapping, and seemed to be standing still.

"I'm sick." Gao Ziyin continued to look out of the window and ignored him.

Jiang Yancheng took a look at her. He could only move his body. He got up and went to the window. He pointed to the sentence and showed it to Gao Ziyin.

Jiang Yancheng is standing by the bay window, and Gao Ziyin is sitting. When Jiang Yancheng sees her head, the fragrance of her hair rushes into his nose again. At that moment, all worldly mediocrity and his past are gone. It seems that in Provence, he is nothing but a man. He is no longer Jiang Yancheng.

Gao Ziyin's eyebrows are slightly astringent. She looks at the newspaper seriously. She always works seriously.

"Tauxdechange" means exchange rate. Don't you study finance. Don't you understand that word? " Gao Ziyin said, as if to condemn his ignorance.

"Translate the title one by one for me." He said.

Gao Ziyin looked up at him in displeasure and thought, did he ask others?

Gao Ziyin lowered his head again, "this sentence means that the bank's benchmark exchange rate has risen sharply and the measures to deal with it have fallen sharply."

Jiang Yancheng nodded as if he had a sudden insight, and then sat down on the sofa to have a look.

The room was silent again.

It seems that Gao Ziyin has never been with Jiang Yancheng like this before.

Six years, never.

He never scorned to get along like this.

The only time I got along with each other was the last time I did nothing in the castle for five days.

It seems that doing that is really meaningful to him.

Only the five days of the body left a heavy psychological shadow for Gao Ziyin.

It is rare for him to be so pure-minded today.

Gao Ziyin turned his head and saw that he seemed to be looking very seriously. He asked, "do you understand?"

Jiang Yancheng is still looking down seriously. His eyes seem to be still in the newspaper. He leisurely said, "have you ever played minesweeping?"

"No. Don't play games. "

"Mine sweeping is to judge the number of mines around by known data." Jiang Yancheng shook the newspaper for a moment, as if he had finished reading a paragraph.

"Well, what does it have to do with you?" Gao Ziyin asked again.

"I can tell the meaning of the surrounding words by the word 'exchange rate' you told me. I knew about the exchange rate. I could see it almost. " Jiang Yancheng said that he had put away half a page of the newspaper.

Gao Ziyin turned his head again and again. As expected, he was a schemer, different from ordinary people's mind.

In this way, from the sun shining to the sun setting, Gao Ziyin is very calm today, and he is not as strong as in the past, forcing Gao Ziyin to do this and that.

Gao Ziyin has a good time eating hot pot at night. She hasn't eaten hot pot for several years. She uses an induction cooker. The heat makes her face red. Gao Ziyin eats her own food there and doesn't care about Jiang Yancheng.

She would like to ask, how is he going to stay tonight?