At the age of eighteen, Jiang Miao became a thorn in Cen Mo's side.
Later, the thorn was pulled out, and everyone thought that there was no chance for the two of them.
At the age of twenty-eight, at the blind date table, Jiang Miao looked at the person opposite and smiled sarcastically. The matchmaker thought the two knew each other and asked them to add their contact information.
Jiang Miao waved her hand. She understood the prince's temper. Rather than humiliating himself, it was better to leave as soon as possible. However, she did not expect that a QR code on his mobile phone was handed to him.
"Add me."
Jiang Miao smiled. The man opposite him had a handsome face and a body like a cedar.
"Sorry, Mr. Cen, I personally prefer a technical man, and you... Are not suitable.
After that, he walked away.
Later... Every time I went to this private kitchen restaurant, I would inevitably be poked at when I came home, "Miaomiao, how are my skills now?" "
Jiang Miao was speechless and choked up as she looked at the delicious food on the table...
Purpose: Deliver happiness and warmth