Chapter 323 Look at the face
Cheng Ling was a little nervous.
She and Ji Chengyue were friends.
Brother Lan was Ji Chengyue's son...
She felt guilty for sleeping with her best friend's son. (Although she hadn't done it yet)
If she dressed more gorgeously, it would seem like she was a slut hooking up with someone else's son...
If she dressed more simply, it would seem like she didn't care about them...
If she dressed more professionally, it would seem a little stiff and unkind...
Her mother and younger sister, who could give her advice, were not at home at this critical moment!
Just as she was thinking, she heard the sound of a car coming from downstairs.
Cheng Ling leaned over to the window and was shocked:
Oh my goodness!
Mom and sister, did they move the mall back? !
In addition to the car they were in, there was also a black six-seater business car behind them.
The housekeeper was directing the servants to move piles of shoe boxes and bags of clothing paper bags down from the business car.
The logos on the bags were bright and dazzling. They were all top brands.
Cheng Ling thought, it's a good thing that the Cheng family is well-off, otherwise they really can't afford to support these two young ladies.
Soon, she heard Cheng Xiaomei shouting: "Sister——"
and rushed up.
Cheng Xiaomei carried a few bags and ran to Cheng Ling excitedly.
"Sister! I picked this for you! It's absolutely beautiful! I guarantee that Chief Jiang will have a nosebleed when he sees it!"
Then the slow voice of Cheng's mother came from behind, and she also carried two bags in her hands.
"Don't listen to your sister's nonsense, the ones that reveal a lot will lose the sense of mystery. Try mine. Men like the hazy feeling of half-covering the face."
Cheng Ling took the bag from Cheng Xiaomei and said: "You two bought me clothes today?"
Cheng Xiaomei shook her wrist that was numb from carrying the bag: "What do you mean by buying clothes for you? My mother and I went out today and only bought clothes for you."
Cheng Ling: ...
So, the clothes being moved downstairs are all yours?
Mother Cheng stuffed the bag into Cheng Ling's hand, sat on the sofa, and said, "Don't worry, I know you have different tastes now, and I chose them according to your current style."
Cheng Ling was very touched.
However, this touch disappeared in a short while.
"Mom," Cheng Xiaomei pointed at Cheng Ling's dark blue dress, "This one is too old-fashioned!"
Mother Cheng said, "Didn't Xiaoling say that the person you are going to meet is not only a friend but also an elder, and a woman... Then this kind of dress just looks steady!"
Cheng Xiaomei: "Sister, try this one. It's definitely better than the one you are wearing."
Mother Cheng sneered: "This dress? Are you going to the kindergarten to perform soon? Take it off!"
Cheng Xiaomei: "This is the most popular dopamine outfit now, which makes my sister look particularly young and beautiful!"
Cheng Ling stood in a pile of clothes, constantly changing clothes, feeling that she was almost dying from being tossed around.
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The four members of the Jiang family sat around the table and ate happily.
Jiang Qiyun happily talked about the changes in Fengcheng over the years, and Jiang's father occasionally added a few words.
Only Jiang Qilan ate quietly.
If Ji Chengyue picked up a dish more than three times, Jiang Qilan would quietly pass the dish to her.
After a round of meals, Ji Chengyue wiped her mouth with a handkerchief and asked: "Qiyun, what have you been busy with recently? I see that there is a wound under your bangs that has not healed yet... Is it left by the survival program you participated in last time?"
Jiang's father and Jiang Qilan's work have strict confidentiality clauses.
Many things, even family members, cannot be told.
Talking about Jiang Qiyun is considered a safe topic.
"No, this wound... is a little accident, it's not a problem anymore."
Jiang Qiyun swallowed the food in his mouth and continued:
"I'm writing a song recently. A friend of mine is going to shoot a TV series, and I want to write a theme song for the TV series."
"What friend?" Ji Chengyue asked casually, "What's his name?"
Jiang Qiyun glanced at his father, then at his elder brother, and then said: "Cheng Ling."
Ji Chengyue paused with his chopsticks.
——Cheng Ling——
Ji Chengyue almost immediately returned to his normal expression, picked up another chopstick of food, and said: "Don't stop eating, keep eating."
The Jiang family father and son looked a little relieved, and raised their chopsticks to pick up food.
Unexpectedly, Ji Chengyue suddenly put down his chopsticks.
She stared into her husband's eyes with a serious expression: "The last time I hung up on you, it was because I heard the two names [Cheng Ling]... and then I didn't contact you for a long time."
"Don't you ask me why I am curious about this name? Why did I leave the Jacob War Zone? Why did I return to China?"
"Also," Ji Chengyue turned to Jiang Qiyun, and the smile on his face disappeared without a trace, "Why do you have to look at your father and your brother's faces when you mention Cheng Ling?"