Chapter 41 My sister is indeed very cute. No wonder Jiang Mikawa likes

the Chinese style box. A golden wooden screen is quaint and elegant, blocking the lively chatter and banter inside.

Cheng Xiaoyue sat at the table in silence, looking across the table of exquisite dishes at the pair opposite.

She felt so sad that while she uncontrollably glanced at her beautiful sister, she couldn't help but guess what the relationship between her and Jiang Mikawa was.

However, Jiang Michuan's face remained expressionless. The young lady tilted her head to talk to him, so he lowered his head and agreed with her, and then responded with a few words, polite but not enthusiastic.

Cheng Xiaoyue really couldn't tell.

She has never been a careful person, and there is no evidence or logic to the uneasy premonition in her heart.

Cheng Xiaoyue suspected that she cared too much, so she regarded every girl who came close to him as a potential love rival.

So he stopped looking in their direction, lowered his head and took small sips of the orange juice.

From the conversations of the elders around her, Cheng Xiaoyue slowly learned that the He Hui family was the business partner of the Jiang family in Hong Kong City.

He Hui has just returned from abroad these days. She plans to find an internship in China and first familiarize herself with the domestic corporate structure so that she can successfully take over her family's company in the future. Lin Hui happened to be recruiting intern assistants, so she asked her to come to her company to help.

The cooperative relationship between the two companies sounded very close. Cheng Xiaoyue's fingers hanging on her knees curled up unconsciously, and her small face suddenly lost its bright look.

She lowered her little head listlessly, and suddenly felt that the tip of her heart was unbearably hot and irritable.

But in front of so many elders, she had no place to vent her worries. She could not interrupt the other party's conversation, nor could she ask for a change of position rudely.

I could only stare blankly at the glass in front of me, dazed in despair.

A table away, Jiang Jichuan sat opposite.

The bright crystal lamp cast a soft light on him, making him look dignified and proud today. Even if he is sitting near the door, he still has a calm aura and demeanor.

He remained polite and decent, tilted his head in response to He Hui's question, and glanced in front of him inadvertently, but suddenly stopped.

Separated by a distance of two or three meters, a small girl sat alone in the hall full of laughter.

She didn't know if today's food was not to her liking, or if she was teased by some naughty boy on the playground again. A trace of confusion and loneliness flashed through her usually clear and bright eyes.

Jiang Michuan stared at her for several seconds.

Beside him, He Hui held her chin, leaned forward curiously, and asked in his direction,

"...I remember that you majored in computer science. Which direction do you plan to study as a graduate student in the future?"

Jiang Jianchuan withdrew his gaze, out of restraint. He still tilted his head slightly and answered,

"Visual direction."

To be precise, it was digital modeling and simulation, but Jiang Michuan felt that He Hui would not be interested in this, and there was no need to further communicate with her on professional issues. Because he knew that her drunkard's intention was obviously not to drink.

He Hui nodded lightly and said with a smile,

"Oh... I almost forgot, your family is engaged in architecture, and the future of space modeling is very good..."

She seemed to want to chat with him, but The person opposite suddenly looked across and interrupted the communication.

"Cheng Shu."

He raised his voice and raised his voice across the round table.

The laughter in the box gradually died down, and everyone looked at him without knowing why.

Cheng Shu didn't know why he suddenly called him, so he subconsciously looked over and said,

"What's wrong?"

Most of the people here were elders. He interrupted everyone's conversation by calling his name abruptly, which was obviously not appropriate. table manners.

Under everyone's gaze, Jiang Jianchuan stood up with a cup in hand and asked politely,

"Is it convenient to change seats?"

After saying this, he came over without waiting for Cheng Shu to answer.

Cheng Xiaoyue raised her head in confusion and saw his tall figure standing behind her, his hanging shadow just covering her.

Jiang Jianchuan put one hand on the back of Cheng Shu's chair, but looked in the direction of Cheng Xingye, and nodded politely,

"I want to discuss a few issues with my uncle."

As soon as he said this, his curious eyes suddenly became clear.

It is quite normal to ask questions from seniors who are successful in their careers. No one would suspect that he had ulterior motives.

Cheng Shu didn't say much, stood up, pushed the chair away, and happily changed places with him.

The chair next to me was gently pulled open, and a familiar scent lingered when I sat down.

Cheng Xiaoyue's body stiffened, and her racing heart revealed her inner expectations.

The next second, Jiang Michuan sat down, and as he became accustomed to it, he pulled the armrest of the chair and moved slightly towards her.

He turned his head to look at the stunned Cheng Xiaoyue, slightly curled his lips, but said nothing. He just gave her a cup of room temperature juice, then turned his head and talked quietly with Cheng Xingye.

Although everyone was a little surprised by the sudden episode, they soon recovered their composure and continued to talk to each other.

Cheng Xiaoyue's heartbeat was beating like a drum. Although she tried her best to restrain herself and stay calm, she was still uncontrollably drowning in his tenderness. inside.

At a dinner party, the house was full of distinguished guests, chatting and laughing.

Although Jiang Michuan's eyes never fell on her, he sat quietly beside her and inadvertently calmed down all her uneasy emotions.

....

After the meal, several elders drank tea in the tea room next door and talked about business matters.

There were only four of their peers left on the round table. Cheng Xiaoyue silently took a small fork to insert the fruit after the meal and ate it.

Strawberries, blueberries, raspberries...

Cheng Xiaoyue picked her favorite fruits and stuffed them into her mouth. Suddenly, she heard the beautiful sister opposite smiled and asked,

"What's your sister's name?"

Cheng Xiaoyue was stunned and was suddenly struck by the juice in her mouth. He choked and juice overflowed his lips.

She hurriedly went to get a tissue to wipe her mouth, but suddenly a big hand stretched out from beside her.

Jiang Mikawa held the tissue to her lips, gently wiped away the crystal juice for her, then folded the tissue in half and placed it neatly next to his tableware.

His movements are skillful and natural, and it looks like he has developed habits over the years.

Cheng Xiaoyue froze, and the next second she realized that He Hui was still waiting for her answer, and said quickly,

"My name is Cheng Xiaoyue, you can just call me Congee."

He Hui took the two people's close relationship into consideration. In his eyes, a trace of surprise flashed in his heart.

But out of etiquette, she didn't ask anything. She just calmly picked up the water glass and took a sip. She smiled and teased Jiang Michuan,

"You two have such a good relationship. If Cheng Shu hadn't told me, I would have thought that porridge was... Where's your biological sister?"

Cheng Shu snorted, "He's got a good idea!"

He had already noticed that Jiang Jianchuan had no sister himself, so he always wanted to snatch rice porridge to be his sister.

If he hadn't been too busy sometimes, Jiang Jianchuan had taken advantage of him, so that Cheng Xiaoyue was becoming more and more attached to him now, as if he already treated him as his own brother!

Compared to Cheng Shu's dull sense, as a girl, He Hui's sixth sense is obviously sharper.

She noticed that the aura between the two people opposite was subtle, but she didn't know what kind of relationship they had, so she added in an insinuating way,

"My sister is indeed very cute. No wonder Jiang Mikawa likes her."

Her words were extremely straightforward, which made her Cheng Xiaoyue was suddenly startled, as if someone had taken off the fig leaf in an instant, and she was caught off guard and her thoughts were completely exposed to the sun.

In her peripheral vision, she seemed to see Jiang Jianchuan's brows moving slightly, revealing a look of disbelief.

However, the next second, Cheng Shu sneered disdainfully,

"If you like a little girl, you will have one yourself. Don't always think about competing with me for porridge!"

Cheng Xiaoyue choked suddenly, and now she didn't care at all. Go up and notice the expression on Emikawa's face. He was so shocked that he almost turned into stone.

Self, oneself, student, one, one? ? ?

Just this similar relationship between brother and sister is enough to suffocate her. If it were a father and daughter...

it would sound even more perverted!

The smile on Cheng Xiaoyue's face subsided, and she angrily picked up a fork and stabbed the fruit hard, wishing she could use the fork to poke Cheng Shu into a big funnel!