Three The Love Buried by Time (Part 3)

There was a hint of surprise and surprise in her starry eyes. He stood there, lost in thought for a long time.

It turned out to be... it was him.

"Yu'er, look! It's him!" Qi Jinnian was as excited as if he were meeting his idol. "He is the one I told you last time, Vice President Yu."

Jing Yu came to his senses.

The man stepped on the red carpet and walked over step by step, waving to the people on both sides. Although he is young, he is calm and courageous, and his elegant demeanor makes people look at him. But Jing Yu never expected that this man would be the vice president of their country.

Now that she thinks about it, it's ridiculous that she once thought he was a member of the underworld. No wonder, he once said that his world has been bloody since he was an adult, and his political path has never been bright.

"Yu'er, why are you so dumb?" Qi Jinnian didn't know what she was thinking at the moment, so he just pulled her and asked: "How is it? Isn't he handsome? Compared with President Bai, the two of them are completely comparable. Bar?"

Jing Yu was absent-minded and did not respond. At this time, they saw the pedestrian walking towards them. Although the people were enthusiastic, they were still very sensible and no one rushed forward.

He greeted with a smile and a charming demeanor. His eyes wandered in her direction, but he passed without stopping for more than a second. It seemed that he did not see her existence, or in other words, even if he did, her existence was nothing special to him.

Qi Jinnian stamped his feet in frustration, "I thought he would see us! All my efforts in waving were in vain."

"Okay, I'm the vice president, not a star." Jing Yu couldn't bear it and pressed her hand that was still waving, "Everyone has passed by, and you can't see even if you break your arm."

"Aren't you disappointed?"

"Why should you be disappointed?" Jing Yu was silent for a moment, and then added in a low voice: "I don't like him."

"Yes, you don't like anyone except Liang Shengyi."

She suddenly mentioned Liang Shengyi, and Jing Yu felt a little pain in his heart. Qi Jinnian suddenly realized that he shouldn't mention this, and said quickly: "I'm sorry, Yu'er, I didn't mean to mention this."

Jing Yu shook his head and tugged at his lips, "It's okay. It doesn't matter."

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At this moment.

On the other side of the square, on a busy street, Wen Yanzhi's car stopped in front of a cake shop. He has no interest in sweets and has never understood how someone could like something so sweet. However, since there are no parking spaces in the entire square, there is only one left here.

He opened the door and got out of the car. In order not to be chased away by the cake shop owner, I walked in and wanted to buy a cake for show.

"Welcome." He just stepped in, and a clear young voice followed the heating.

This voice...?

He raised his eyebrows slightly and looked towards the counter, his charming eyes a little brighter.

The boy was seen wearing a dark blue pullover sweater and an apron on the front. On the head is a white cake hat, which is tucked in, revealing a smooth and beautiful forehead, which looks fresher and younger, as if the rising sun has just emerged.

Sure enough, being young is good! This look looks so pleasing to the eye no matter how you style it.

Wen Yanzhi sighed.

Jingrong was packing the cake of the previous customer. When he didn't hear a response, he raised his head suspiciously. When he saw the visitor, he was slightly surprised for a moment. But he didn't say anything, he just handed the cake to the guest in front, "Please take it. Welcome to come again next time."

The young man has passed the stage of voice change, but his voice is still clear, pleasant and polite. The girl carrying the cake was made happy and blushing, and she said she would come again next time.

"Hey~" Wen Yanzhi leaned crookedly on the counter, looked back at the girl who had left, and then glanced back at Jing Rong, with a hint of playfulness in his charming eyes, "Last time I saw you, I thought you were a dull gourd. One, it turns out that he is so good at coaxing girls."

Jingrong didn't answer his words and just asked: "What do you want to buy?"

Wen Yanzhi was a little disappointed when he saw that he didn't want to answer his question at all. He pointed at it casually, "Take whichever one you like."

Jingrong bent over and took out a soufflé. Wen Yanzhi held his chin with one hand and asked with a smile: "Why do you like such girly... no, girly things?"

Jing Rong didn't answer, but skillfully took out a cake box and packaged it. Wen Yanzhi didn't get an answer again, and was very embarrassed. He had to talk to himself to lighten the atmosphere, "That's right. She has such thin skin and tender flesh, just like a little girl. It's reasonable to like these things."

Jing Rong glanced at him and said calmly: "This is the cake you just pointed to. It has nothing to do with me."

"It turns out that I had to make you unhappy before you would reply to me. What a weird temperament you have."

"I'm at work now." Jingrong handed him the packed soufflé, "Do you need anything else? If not, 35 yuan."

Wen Yanzhi glanced at him and pointed at the freezer several times randomly, "This, that, and the one over there, forget it, you pack all the three rows for me."

"so much?"

Wen Yanzhi raised his head and raised his chin, "I have many girlfriends, so giving one to each of them is just right."

Jing Rong couldn't help but glance at Wen Yanzhi, his eyes subtle. As the saying goes, birds of a feather flock together, he now felt that the friend and sister of the person in front of him were definitely not suitable.

"What's your expression?" Wen Yanzhi felt that his eyes were full of contempt.

"I'll pack it for you right away." Jing Rong took out a large pile of boxes.

Wen Yanzhi leaned over there, watching him busy, and asked him, "Aren't you a senior in high school? Why don't you study hard and come here to work?"

"Today is the weekend. I'm taking a break."

"What weekend do seniors have?" Wen Yanzhi looked at him carefully and asked tentatively, "Are you short of money?"

Jing Rong didn't say anything.

This kid was very tight-lipped about his private affairs, and refused to say a word.

He didn't believe that he couldn't open this kid's mouth.

Wen Yanzhi raised his eyebrows, "As far as I know, your sister usually gives you living expenses. Why, is your sister treating you unfairly now?"

"Don't talk nonsense." Jing Rong raised his head. His eyes, which had always been calm, became agitated on this topic. "My sister is very good and has always given me money."

"Then why do you work outside? Does your sister know?"

Jing Rong lowered his head. "This is my own business."

"Then your sister doesn't know." Wen Yanzhi smiled faintly and was quite interested in his affairs. "Tell me why you need money?"

Jing Rong was not going to reply him, but he seemed to know that he would have such an attitude, and added leisurely: "It doesn't matter if you don't tell me, I'll ask your sister. By the way, what's your sister's phone number? Let me see, I think it's saved in my phone."