Chapter 228 Thank You

Jiang Qilan still drove his little black car.

Cheng Ling opened the door and sat in the passenger seat.

After Jiang Qilan fastened his seat belt, he hesitated for a while before speaking.

"Miss Cheng, you..."

Cheng Ling interrupted him, "Just call me Cheng Ling."

Jiang Qilan changed his words from his good demeanor: "Cheng Ling, what do you want to have for dinner? I'll make a reservation at a restaurant right now, and I hope I can get a private room... After all, you are so famous now, and I don't dare to risk letting you go to public places."

"...Don't worry about what my family said about inviting guests to dinner. They just said it casually. No need to bother Chief Jiang..."

Jiang Qilan also learned the lesson and interrupted Cheng Ling, "Call me Qilan...or you can call me Brother Lan. People who are close to me call me that in private."

"Brother Lan."

A plain call came to Jiang Qilan's ears, as if an electric shock had passed through him, and half of his body was numb.

"Well," he raised his hand and rubbed his right ear, "even if your family doesn't ask, I personally would like to treat you to dinner... I hope you won't refuse."

Cheng Ling pursed her lips, hesitated for a moment and said, "Then let's eat at your house. No need to be extravagant, just home-cooked food."

"……Really?"

"Really." Cheng Ling nodded.

"Then wait a moment and I'll call home."

Jiang Qilan couldn't wait to take out his phone, as if he was afraid that Cheng Ling would change his mind if he was too late.

Before making the call, he pointed to the glove box in front of the passenger seat, "Are you hungry? There is some food here."

Cheng Ling opened the glove box, which contained various snacks, dried fruit bags, preserved meat, finger biscuits...

A slight smile appeared on Cheng Ling's lips.

This man obviously forgot everything, but just like before, he always prepared food for himself.

She took out a package of dried fruits, tore open the package, pinched a piece of almond, put it in her mouth, and chewed it slowly.

Then I heard Jiang Qilan answer the phone: "Well, I have already received the call from Miss Cheng. She is going to have dinner at our house tonight... There is no need to order food outside, just let the kitchen do it... Taboo? Please wait a moment..."

Jiang Qilan held the phone and asked Cheng Ling, "What are your preferences and taboos? Did you have a fever yesterday? Is there anything special you should pay attention to?"

There was food in Cheng Ling's mouth. She covered her mouth with her hand and said, "I don't have any taboos."

"She said she has no taboos... Well, you ask Chef Wang to prepare more meat. She seems to like eating meat. Hmm... Huh? Where did he go? Well, okay." Jiang Qilan hung up the phone.

Cheng Ling looked at him.

Jiang Qilan took a breath, "...Jiang Qiyun is not at home when he goes out. He said he had made an appointment with his friends and asked us to entertain you."

Cheng Ling breathed a sigh of relief, "Okay."

"Why...why do you have a fever? I think you look pretty good..." Jiang Qilan said, raising his hand and gently touching her forehead with the back of his hand, "You don't have a fever anymore."

Cheng Ling felt a little stiff: "...Maybe he is acclimatized."

Jiang Qilan withdrew his hand.

"Then let's set off."

He started the car.

I don't know if it was because of the Cheng family's questioning of him, but he always felt that the atmosphere between him and Cheng Ling was a bit awkward.

The two of them didn't speak again.

In Maple City in the evening, there is a lot of traffic, and you have to wait for more than ten minutes to cross an intersection.

The street lights on both sides of the road were on.

The residential buildings on both sides of the street also gradually turned on their lights.

Students were in groups, holding grilled sausages and milk tea, chatting and laughing;

Couples hold hands and laugh while choosing a restaurant for dinner;

The old man pulled the dog on the leash and took a leisurely walk;

The mother and father held the child between them, laughing and talking about anecdotes about the kindergarten.

This is the peaceful country and people's peace that she and Brother Lan once dreamed of.

Cheng Ling felt very peaceful in her heart.

She looked at the busy traffic outside the window and ate two packages of dried fruits, one package of pork jerky, and a few beef sticks in silence.

Another red light.

Jiang Qilan couldn't help but remind him: "Are you hungry? It's better to eat less... don't be unable to eat later. My chef's skills are quite good... I may not be able to compete with you."

Cheng Ling swallowed the dried meat in his mouth and said, "Brother Lan... thank you."

"Thank me for nothing...I haven't done anything to help you."

Cheng Ling smiled lightly: "Special personnel from the special department—can they be approved in such a short time? Brother Lan, I'm not stupid."

Jiang Qilan turned his head and looked at her: "It's nothing...as long as you're fine."

Cheng Ling balled up the wrapping paper: "If you need me in the future, just ask. I won't shirk anything I can do. Don't think about giving me any benefits."

"There are some things that I can't explain to you for the time being, but I hope you can understand one thing. My hope for people to be safe and happy is the same as yours."

Jiang Qilan tightened his grip on the steering wheel.

"Cheng Ling, I have something to tell you." He said.