Kong Chenhe hurt his friend: "Super delicious!"

Yu Xinting was sad and had to explain Yang Jingxing's vulgar taste to Ai Ziran...

Yang Jingxing quickly finished a piece: "If you still want it...then it's all mine." He held it for fear that others would snatch it.

Ai Ziran, hey, looks a bit like Yu Xinting, and tries to communicate again: "...Mr. Yang, you are just as I imagined, you are a special person, but you are not as special as I imagined."

Yang Jingxing nodded: "I am very good at eating. Do you think I am very handsome?"

Ai Ziran said seriously: "You are very different from the one in the photo! I thought you were a very serious person who would wear... a powersuit, drink whiskey, and talk about art or politics."

Yang Jingxing asked Yu Xinting: "How did you vilify me?"

Yu Xinting solemnly declared: "There are no... photos of the performance. It's just for casual viewing. I didn't say anything."

Kong Chenhe guessed: "Is it a photo of the school anniversary?"

Yu Xinting nodded: "Well, I sometimes visit the school."

…

Yang Jingxing finished eating quickly and asked about the time. It was past nine-thirty and the topic had just started, but he was about to leave: "...Don't talk too late."

Yu Xinting thought highly of Yang Jingxing: "You can also cook noodles."

Yang Jingxing shook his head: "Still eating... By the way, I almost forgot the gift."

Yu Xinting was also suspicious of Yang Jingxing's character. When she saw him digging into his trouser pockets, not only was she not surprised, but she looked worried and nervous.

Yang Jingxing opened his wallet, and there was obviously a stack of U.S. bills, but what he pulled out was a small card: "This is An Xin's." There was also a folded envelope: "This is Jiajia's, I didn't steal it.

look."

Yu Xinting happily took it again. It seemed that she and Ai Ziran were really close to each other. She said directly: "Can you help me send it to the Plaza Hotel..."

Yang Jingxing shook his head: "No, I want to try to see if I can have an affair."

Yu Xinting disagreed: "No!"

Yang Jingxing glared: "You still care about me, this is not your territory."

Yu Xinting was anxious: "No..."

Yang Jingxing picked up the cookie box: "Don't eat too much, I'll take it away."

Yu Xinting still remembers the tradition: "There are also apples and oranges that haven't been juiced yet."

Yang Jingxing shook his head: "Of course you should be careful when driving home."

Ai Ziran also stood up with the Chinese and nodded: "Goodbye, Mr. Yang."

Yu Xinting and Kong Chenhe still wanted to give them away. Yu Xinting thought of asking for a taxi, but Yang Jingxing refused. She didn't take enough New York subway, and she didn't know how to change lines.

When they arrived at the door of the room, Yang Jingxing's force to stop them had no effect. Yu Xinting and Kong Chenhe followed them out again, causing Ai Ziran to follow them.

Yang Jingxing was annoyed: "Okay, okay, I'm going back to Manhattan, not Puhai."

Still arriving at the elevator door, Yu Xinting became worried and suggested: "Then you call."

Yang Jingxing laughed: "When I get lost, I call. If I don't call, I arrive."

Yu Xinting frowned very much: "...I don't know then. Go down and see if there is a taxi. The concierge can help."

Yang Jingxing taught him a lesson: "Go back quickly, don't look down on me."

As the elevator closed, Yang Jingxing responded to Ai Ziran's wave.

After going downstairs, Yang Jingxing said goodbye to the concierge, thanked him for taking care of Yu Xinting, and then finally walked onto the streets of New York alone. However, depending on the environment, the possibility of an affair was really small.

Yang Jingxing returned to the subway station the same way, quite frugally, and did not stop anyone who saw a taxi. At this time, Line 7 was much deserted than before, but there were still people of all races.

At a quarter past ten o'clock, Yang Jingxing returned to the hotel. The customer service seemed to be still waiting, asking the guest how his day was and suggesting that he have a drink before going to bed...

After returning to the room, Yang Jingxing called Yu Xinting: "Oh, I didn't meet her. You should go to bed early."

Yu Xinting was confused: "I got a little fat some time ago, so I went for a run."

Yang Jingxing still encouraged: "You must persist. Health is the greatest wealth. It is better than anything else. It is better to have more friends... Have you read Jiajia's letter?"

Yu Xinting giggled: "Look...children mature so quickly now, they are like little adults."

Yang Jingxing said: "You have matured and are no longer a young man."

Yu Xinting seemed to be analyzing the quality of this sentence and remained silent for a while.

Yang Jingxing said: "Hang up, I've finished eating the biscuits, go brush your teeth."

Yu Xinting said: "...Good night then."

Yang Jingxing called home again to report that this was the right time to choose. Xiao Shuxia was more concerned about her son's rest than to dwell on it for too long.

Yang Jingxing took a break and called Liu Miao and Xia Xue respectively, angrily denounced the evils of capitalism and strongly urged the two girls to study hard in the embrace of the motherland and make progress every day.

Later in the evening, Yang Jingxing received another call from Gan Kaicheng. Gan Kaicheng laughed loudly and said that he was really being sentimental. It turned out that Yang Jingxing was alone in the empty boudoir...
Chapter completed!