Perfect Feast

After hearing Zhang Jing say this, Liu Yang had to laugh bitterly. The heart said that it was still drinking? Don't look at your appearance. I'm sure you're drunk already...

“What are you laughing at? Do you think I'm drunk? Let me tell you something, Liu Yang, I'm not drunk... even if I drink one more bottle... how many 35 years old can a man be in his life? As mayor of a major economic development city, I am indeed young. But as a woman, I am old...”

Liu Yang did not know that today coincided with Zhang Jing's 35th birthday, and when she heard this sentiment, she did not feel comfortable. At the age of 35, you sat on the throne of the mayor of Renzhou and watched as he was about to succeed the city secretary. At this age, you say you're old, don't you want to shame the city's cadres?

Though the ancients said thirty, how many people in this society stood before the age of thirty? Most men still eat old people at the age of 30, let alone women at the age of 30.

You can have 35 today. It's like you shouldn't be sentimental, you should be having fun, right?

And so he got up the nerve to ask Zhang Jing, “Leader, a woman as capable as you, you can be such a big official at such a young age, the one in your family should also be amazing, right? Never heard you mention it. What does he do? ”

Liu Yang asked the meaning of this sentence, which is that you should know enough. At your age, either your family has a deep background, or your husband's family is amazing, otherwise...

This sentence really stings the ear a bit for Zhang Jing, like a little knife, suddenly poked Zhang Jing's critical area.

Zhang Jing's family background is really not simple to say, she can be such a big official, relying on more than one relationship. Young and tall, good figure and appearance, but failing in personal feelings. Ever since she was a child, she had only experienced a period of failed love and was essentially blank in emotion.

The urge of her family, her colleagues' confusion, the gossip of others, the attacks of the hostiles… all of this torments her already empty mind.

How many times does she really want to find a man to marry herself? But it also takes a lot of courage to really find a man with no emotional foundation to marry himself out. Ever since she stepped foot, she has been in a hurry to stop and really don't have time to admire the scenery along the way.

Many men were met, and countless others were interested in her, but Zhang Jing never married herself out because her first love in her voice was still like a thorn, stuck in her heart. She dared not accept the attention of other men and had to rely on her cold coat as a cover to wrap herself tight.

People unfamiliar with Zhang Jing hindered her identity, and naturally no one said such things in front of her. Anyone familiar with her, afraid of her sadness, is even less likely to say this in front of her.

Now, Liu Yang was bold enough to stick a knife in Zhang Jing's heart.

Zhang Jing lowered his face. One face was bright red, and the red flashed with rage. Her fingers squeezed tightly against the glass, her thin fingers, and because of the pressure, the femurs seemed to stick out of her skin.

However, Zhang Jing finally sighed slightly, and the ghost said: “No one who knows me dares to say that, you are the first... but, in fact... how can they know that some things are held in my heart, I also want to talk to someone..."

“Leader, what do you want to say? I'm listening...” I don't know what's going on, watching her sit on the chair, showing a weak and windy appearance, Liu Yang's heart suddenly hurts, he couldn't help but say it.

But after that, Liu Yang was shocked.

Who are you? I am only Zhang Jing's secretary. Leadership secrets, you know, are not good things.

“Hey... Actually... I'm not hiding it from you, I'm still alone to make you laugh, huh...” Zhang Jing's face is very red, with a bit of drunken charm, looks quite charming: “Liu Yang, you said, as a 35-year-old woman, am I failing enough? ”

Liu Yang was surprised: "Leader, are you kidding me? How can a woman as capable, long and good-looking as you be alone? ”

“What else do I have in mind to joke with you? Really, I'm still alone. Sometimes I feel kind of empty. It's a pleasure to have dinner with you today. It's kind of...” Zhang Jinghuang looked at Liu Yang with a blushing smile. "Did you know that you were the first man to spend my birthday with me... heh, although you are... but you are still a man, aren't you? ”

Liu Yangxin said nonsense. Am I not a man or a woman?

But when he finally understood what it meant to say in a quiet mouth, he fell silent. Everyone has their own story. Obviously, Zhang Jing's noble appearance also buries a sad history.

A woman's greatest success lies not in how big an official she can be, but in the unhappiness of her family. There was a man who loved her deeply, and there was a naive, lively, lovely child, and that was what women needed most.

From her deep eyes, Liu Yang seemed to see through her mind and clearly saw the desire for such happiness in her eyes, but... she could not help herself in this kind of thing.

“Leader, are you fed?” Zhang Jing's heart is mourning his unhappiness. How do you know that Liu Yang said such a frivolous word?

“What, I'm afraid I'm drunk and I'm gonna have to send you back?” Zhang Jing smiled softly and said softly: “I told you, I'm not drunk...”

Not completely drunk, but at least half drunk.

Because of his half-drunk appearance, Zhang Jing looked particularly charming, with a charming charm between his hands raised and his feet raised. That feisty look really fascinates a normal man. Especially a man like Liu Yang, who is basically not immune to pretty women, but also drinks a lot of wine.

Liu Yang stood up and reached out and grabbed Zhang Jing's hand: “Come on, if you're full, I'll take you somewhere else, I'll surprise you...”

“What are you doing?” Zhang Jing struggled for a while without breaking Liu Yang's hand, but her tone already brought a little anger. But when I heard him say he was going to surprise himself, I had to follow him up and let him take me out.

On the 33rd floor of the Renzhou Hotel, the brilliant Presidential Suite is poetically vague, and the soothing piano songs clanging and banging like a stream of small bridges strike the mind.

Sitting in front of a long white strip of western dining table, through the flame of the thick arm candle on the table, the face of the other side is hidden in this blurry halo, but it adds a sense of security to Zhang Jing's psyche.

The man in the snow and white coat used a white towel wrapped in a bottle, his other hand behind his back, and gracefully poured red red wine into the high-foot glass in front of him.

“Well, now you can go down...” As the man across the street said softly, the waitress standing next to him and the girl playing the piano got up and left, and there were only two people sitting on either end of the long table in the large room.

For the first time, I used money from another woman's card to please the woman in front of me. Liu Yang didn't feel embarrassed at all.

Perhaps Zhang Jing's voice in the fish shop touched him. Perhaps, his slightly sad eyes made him desperate to make her happy.

Tonight, her 35th birthday, a woman like her, should have been arrogant like a princess, accepting blessings that belong to her.

On the table, three layers of high birthday cake candles have been blown out, and I silently made a wish at his instigation...

Since when, Liu Yangkou's “leader” has been replaced by Zhang. Zhang Jing doesn't know if this is what he ordered him to call it, or if this guy feels good about himself and feels like he's close.

“Sister Zhang, here's to you, Happybirthdaytoyou!” Although his face could not be seen clearly, Zhang Jing could still see that he had raised the cup on the other side of the table.

“Thank you...” I lifted my face and looked at him in a drunken manner. My sexy, full-bodied lips opened slightly and said softly: “Thank you, thank you for helping me... to relieve my grief and loneliness. This is the happiest and most meaningful birthday of my life, and I will never forget it...”

Women are naturally romantic, this scenario cannot be calm or excited. Everything this man did to her across the street made her feel so warm.

This is a thank you, Zhang Jing said it in his heart. At this time, there was no difference between the mayor and the little secretary. At least at this moment, two people are friends, and their relationship is equal.

After saying this, Zhang Jing also reached out and held up the high foot cup in front of him, gently shaking the cup in his hand, then leaned back and drank most of the red liquid.

Seeing her drink so hastily, Liu Yang slightly frowned, trying to say not to let her drink so fiercely, but thinking about today she is a birthday star, she also raised her head to drink the wine in the glass and said with a smile: “Sister Zhang, wherever I go in the future, as long as I can do it, I will definitely go to the soup to make a fire! ”

Zhang Jing heard him say that, a heartbeat that was already exciting. Liu Yang in the field of vision, that blurry image immediately appeared clearly in front of her.

He sat across from himself, so handsome, so tall, so handsome. Let her, an old woman in her thirties who had never tasted the care of a man, swing her heart in the spring and shake her heart!

Zhang Jing watched Liu Yang's eyes get hotter and hotter, getting more and more lost, his lips trembling. With a low voice almost only he could hear, he lowered his head and said: “You... doing this will make me feel like I can't leave you...”