Chapter 185 My Sister Is the Prettiest

Jiang Yi turned around three times and was taken away by Fang Yan. Everyone's eyes still fell on Song Qingyou.

Song Qingyou stiffly twitched the corner of her mouth, "If I said that Jiang Yiyi and I met once, would you believe it?"

Everyone nodded very perfunctorily: "Believe it!"

Song Qingyou asked again: "If I say that Mr. Jiang and I only know each other..."

Everyone’s response was even more perfunctory: “Believe it!”

In fact, all they were thinking was: It would be strange to believe it!

Would a child who had only met him once pounce directly on Song Qingyou?

We just know Mr. Jiang, why was Special Assistant Fang so polite just now? How could Mr. Jiang’s little nephew talk about ‘little aunt’?

Anyway, there was no way they would believe Song Qingyou's 'sophistry'.

Song Qingyou was very helpless:

"Whether you believe it or not, please keep it a secret..."

"Don't worry, without Mr. Jiang's permission, we can't tell anyone."

Lin Hui had an expression on her face that said, "You admitted it."

Song Qingyou coughed twice, "Don't you go to work?"

"Ah yes, we still have to work."

"You're right, work works."

Everyone finished joining in the fun and quickly returned to their seats.

Especially Zhuang Wei, she didn't dare to raise her head after sitting down, for fear that Song Qingyou would think of her and want to settle a score with her.

Song Qingyou, on the other hand, fully thought that after the filming of the program was over, these people would understand that she and Jiang Zhihan had no ambiguous relationship. However, little did they know that from just now, someone had been eating her and Jiang Zhihan's CP...

At noon, Lin Hui invited Song Qingyou to the canteen as usual.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the two stood up, Fang Yan came over.

"Ms. Song, Mr. Jiang said that Xiao Jiang will leave this afternoon. Please go to the 28th floor."

Lin Hui winked at Song Qingyou and said meaningfully: "Since you are invited, I will take the first step."

The latter nodded slightly.

At this time, the more she explained, the more confused she became by jumping into the Yellow River. She might as well just shut up.

Fang Yan pretended not to see the exchange between the two, and made an invitation gesture, indicating that Song Qingyou should go ahead.

While following the photoshoot to another elevator, Song Qingyou took the opportunity to ask:

"Assistant Fang, can I ask, did Mr. Jiang come to the company today this month?"

"No." Fang Yan's answer was definitely without hesitation.

Song Qingyou saw that he didn't look strange, so she sent the v-letter message that she had already edited to Chen Lan:

[Is Zhizhi sleeping? ]

[If so, Sister Lan, help me see if I can wake her up. ]

[If you can't wake me up, check the monitoring to help me determine the time of coma. ]

If he could be woken up, it meant that Zhizhi had nothing to do with Jiang Zhihan.

If not, then she will have to keep an eye on the time it takes for this person and cat to wake up or fall into coma...

Song Qingyou was thoughtful, but Fang Yan behind him was confused.

Before coming, Mr. Jiang told him that Miss Song would probably ask him when he was awake or when he came to the company, so he must not tell the truth.

He didn't expect that Mr. Jiang knew Song Qingyou so well!

The two of them had such a tacit understanding, as if they had known each other for a long time.

But in the past few years that I have been an assistant, why haven't I seen the two of them contact each other?

"Ding--"

The sound of the elevator reaching the 28th floor sounded.

The moment Song Qingyou stepped out of the elevator door, she quickly said, "Assistant Fang, how many times has Mr. Jiang been to the company this month?"

"Three times." Fang Yan was glad that he reacted quickly.

——This answer was also said by Mr. Jiang.

Fang Yan silently marveled at the tacit understanding between the two of them and wiped away the unnecessary cold sweat.

Song Qingyou saw that there was nothing unusual in Fang Yan's answer, and her suspicions began to waver.

At this moment, Chen Lan replied:

[I really can’t wake him up. Do I need to be sent to the hospital? ]

[I checked the surveillance video. Zhizhi has not left the cat’s nest since last night. He seems to have been sleeping, so the time of coma cannot be determined. ]

Song Qingyou thought for a moment and asked her to send Zhizhi to the pet hospital.

If anything happens, it's best to get treatment nearby.

The only problem is the coma time.

The last time Zhizhi came to consciousness, she estimated that the interval was twelve hours.

Will it also be twelve hours this time?

Assuming that Zhizhi fell into a coma this morning, the time to wake up would be around eight o'clock tonight.

If Jiang Zhihan is related to Zhizhi, then he will also faint around eight o'clock, just like the previous time...

Fang Yan brought the absent-minded Song Qingyou to the guest room.

Before she could react, Jiang Yi jumped off the sofa, ran over and took Song Qingyou's hand.

"Sister, let's eat together."

Song Qingyou glanced at the rich dishes on the table, then looked at Jiang Zhihan, and blurted out:

"Mr. Jiang is also with us?"

Jiang Zhihan's expression was as cold as ever: "You're not welcome?"

The clear and cold voice was just like the feeling he gave people.

It was because of this that Song Qingyou subconsciously ruled out the absurd conjecture that Jiang Zhihan might be Zhizhi.

"It should be that Mr. Jiang and Jiang Yihuan don't welcome me."

Before Jiang Zhihan could say anything, Jiang Yi couldn't wait to pull Song Qingyou to sit down, "I welcome sister! Does sister welcome me?"

Song Qingyou, who had been a kindergarten teacher for a few days, subconsciously responded in the tone of a kindergarten teacher:

"Yiyi is so cute, of course you are welcome."

The two looked at each other and smiled, and the atmosphere was harmonious.

Jiang Zhihan seemed to be ostracized: Someone praised cats last night as being the cutest.

Song Qingyou couldn't read minds, she only knew that the cameraman was not far away.

So during the meal, she basically interacted with Xiao Jiangyi and didn't say a few words to Jiang Zhihan at all.

But the corner of my eye couldn't help but drift towards the other person, from the dark green eyes to the angular face

——Song Qingyou suddenly had a clear idea about her preferences.

When lunch was almost finished, she looked at the leftovers and said:

"Actually, there is no need to prepare so many dishes. The three of us can't finish them."

Jiang Zhihan: "Next time I will ask Assistant Fang to prepare less."

"Next time?" Song Qingyou asked.

The expression on his face seemed to say: Is there a next time?

Jiang Zhihan's expression remained unchanged: "Jiang Yi will be coming to the company these days, and he may need Secretary Song's help to look after him."

He called ‘Secretary Song’, so naturally Song Qingyou couldn’t refuse.

It's not a big deal to help the leader take care of the children.

So I agreed on the spot.

After lunch, Song Qingyou spent the entire lunch break painting with Jiang Yi.

After she left, Jiang Zhihan was ready to ask Fang Yan to send Jiang Yi back.

The child grabbed his clothes and said, "Uncle, can I still play with my sister in the future?"

"No need later, just tomorrow."

"Tomorrow?" Xiao Jiangyi tilted his head, "But... Grandpa said that I can only stay with my uncle for a while. I can't come tomorrow or the day after tomorrow..."

The great grandfather he spoke of was naturally Mr. Jiang.

Jiang Zhihan touched his little head and said with a cold face:

"What your great-grandfather said doesn't count."

"oh."

Xiao Jiang nodded.

Jiang Zhihan paused and asked, "How about I let other secretaries play with you?"

Jiang Yi raised his head: "I want to play with Sister Yuzi."

"Why?"

Jiang Yi, who has always controlled his appearance at a young age: "My sister is the prettiest!"

Jiang Zhihan: "Yeah."

Jiang Zhihan: Well, it is indeed the most beautiful.