Vol 2 Chapter 44: Mood swing

Chapter 44—Moving
Hearing Zhang Jing's words, Liu Yang could not help but smile a bitterly, and said that he would still drink like this? Don't look at your appearance without being drunk, you must have drunk too much ...
"What are you laughing at? Do you think I'm drunk? I tell you, Liu Yang, I'm not drunk ... It doesn't matter if you drink another bottle ... How many 35 years old can a person live in this life? As a Mayor of the economic development city, I am indeed very young. But as a woman, I am already old ... "
Liu Yang didn't know that it happened to be Zhang Jing's 35th birthday today. When she heard this sentiment, she really did not take it seriously. My heart said that at the age of 35, you were seated on the throne of the mayor of the city, and you still saw that you would take over as the secretary of the municipal party committee. You say that you are old at this age, isn't it to shame the cadres of the city?
Although the ancients said that they stood in their thirties, how many people in this society stood up before the age of thirty? Most men are still old people when they are thirty, not to mention women in their thirties.
You can have 35 today, it seems that you should not be feeling, but you should be secretly happy?
So he also dared to ask Zhang Jing with the spirit of wine: "Leader, a capable woman like you can be such a big official at such a young age, shouldn't that person in your family be very powerful? I heard you mentioned, what is he doing? "
Liu Yang asked the meaning of this sentence, that is, you should be content. Depending on your age, either your family has a strong background or your husband's family is very powerful, otherwise ...
To Zhang Jing, this sentence really pierced his ears, just like a small knife, and suddenly pierced Zhang Jing's vital parts.
Zhang Jing's family background is really not easy to say. She can become such a big official, and it's not just one relationship. At a young age, he is in a high position, and his body and appearance are very good, but he has failed in personal feelings. From small to large, she only experienced a failed love, and she was basically in a blank emotionally.
Her family's urging, her colleagues' comprehension, the gossip of others, the attack of the adversary ... all of these have tortured her already empty heart.
How many times did she really want to find a man to marry herself. However, it really takes a lot of courage to find a man without an emotional foundation to marry himself. Since she set foot on the career path, she has always hurried forward, and she really has no time or mood to enjoy the scenery along the way.
There are many men who meet, and countless men who are interesting to her, but Zhang Jing has never married herself, because her first love in her voice is still like a thorn, stuck in her The bottom of my heart. She did not dare to accept the attention of other men, and could only rely on her cold jacket as a cover and tightly wrapped herself.
People who are not familiar with Zhang Jing, because of her identity, naturally no one said that in front of her. Anyone who is familiar with her is afraid of her sadness, and no one will say that in front of her.
Now, this guy Liu Yang is so brave, he stabbed into Zhang Jing's heart with a knife.
Zhang Jing lowered her face. One face was red in the white, and a little anger flashed in the red. Her fingers squeezed the wine glass tightly, and her slender fingers seemed to pierce the skin and protrude because of the force.
However, in the end, Zhang Jing still sighed softly and said quietly: "People who know me don't dare to say that, you are the first ... but, in fact ... how can they know that there are some things in the air In my heart, I also want to find someone to talk about ... "
"Leader, what do you want to say? I listen ..." I didn't know what was going on. Watching her sitting on a chair showed a fragile look. Liu Yang's heart suddenly hurt, and she couldn't help talking. come out.
However, after speaking, Liu Yang was startled.
What is your identity? He was just Zhang Jing's secretary. I know the secret of the leadership, but it may not be a good thing.
"Ah ... Actually ... I'm not telling you that I'm still alone and make you laugh, huh ..." Zhang Jing's face was rosy, with a charming charm after being drunk, she looked quite charming: " Liu Yang, you said, as a 35-year-old woman, have I failed enough? "
Liu Yang was surprised: "Leader, are you kidding me? A woman like you who is capable, long and beautiful, how can you still be alone?"
"I have any other thoughts to joke with you. Really, I am still alone now, sometimes I feel quite empty. Today, I am very happy that you can have a meal with me, it can be considered ..." Zhang Jing looked rosy With a smile, he looked straight at Liu Yang: "Did you know that you are the first man to accompany me on my birthday ... haha, although you are ... but you are a man after all?"
Liu Yangxin said nonsense, am I not a man or a woman?
However, when he finally understood what Zhang Jing said in his mouth, he suddenly became silent. Everyone has their own story. Obviously, under Zhang Jing's noble appearance, there is also a sad history buried in it.
The greatest success of a woman is not how much she can be an official, but because her family is unhappy. There is a man who loves her deeply, and a naive and lively and lovely child, which is what women need most.
From her deep eyes, Liu Yang seemed to see through her mind, clearly seeing the longing for this happiness in her eyes, but ... she couldn't help her in such things.
"Leader, are you full?" Zhang Jing was lamenting her unhappiness. How could Liu Yang actually say such a non-marginal word.
"What? Afraid I'm drunk and I want you to send it back?" Zhang Jing smiled slightly and said calmly: "I said, I'm not drunk ..."
Not completely drunk, but at least half drunk.
Because of being half drunk, Zhang Jing looks very charming and charming. Between her hands and feet, she exudes a charming charm. That charming look obsessed a normal man. Especially Liu Yang, a man who basically has no immunity to beautiful women, and who also drank a lot of alcohol.
Liu Yang stood up and reached out and grabbed Zhang Jing's hand: "Let's go, if you are full, I will take you to another place, I will give you a surprise ..."
"What are you doing?" Zhang Jing struggled for a moment without breaking Liu Yang's hand, but there was already a hint of anger in her tone. But when he heard that he was going to surprise himself, he could not help but stand up with him and let him pull himself out.
On the 33rd floor of Renzhou Hotel, the glorious presidential suite is poetic and hazy, and the soothing piano music beats people's hearts like a small bridge.
Sitting at a long white western-style dining table, through the flames of the thick candles on the table, the flames of the arms constantly jumping, and the faces of the people across it were hidden in this halo, but Zhang Jing's psychology was added A sense of security.
The waiter in a snow-white gown covered the bottle with a white towel, with the other hand behind his back, and poured the red wine elegantly in the tall glass in front of him.
"Okay, now you can go down ..." With the gentle word from the opposite man, the waiter and the girl playing the piano stood up and left, leaving only the large room to sit in. Two people at both ends of the long dining table.
For the first time, she used the money on another woman's card to coax the woman in front of her, and Liu Yang didn't feel embarrassed at all.
Maybe it was Zhang Jing's voice in the fish house that moved him, maybe it was his own slightly sad look that made him desperate to make her happy.
Tonight is her 35th birthday, and a woman like her should have been proud like a princess and accept the blessings that should belong to her.
Above the table, the candles of the three-story birthday cake had blown out, and he silently made a wish under his encouragement ...
I don't know when, the "leader" in Liu Yang's mouth has been replaced by Zhang. Zhang Jing didn't know if he ordered him to call it this way, or if this guy feels good about himself and feels so close.
"Sister Zhang, I respect you, happybirthdaytoyou!" Although he couldn't see his face clearly, Zhang Jing could still see that he raised the cup on the other side of the table.
"Thank you ..." Raising her face, Zhang Jing looked at him with a drunk face, her lips opened slightly, and said softly, "Thank you, thank you for helping me ... Troubleshoot the sadness and loneliness in my heart . This is the happiest and most meaningful birthday I have ever had in my life. No matter when I will, I will never forget ... "
Women are naturally in love with romance. This kind of scene can't help Zhang Jing's excitement. Everything this man did to her made her feel so warm.
Thank you for this, Zhang Jing said what he said. 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 raised the goblet in front of him, shaking the cup in his hand gently, and then tilting his neck, half of the glass of red liquid was drunk.
Seeing that she was drinking so eagerly, Liu Yang frowned slightly, trying to say that she shouldn't be allowed to drink so fiercely, but thinking about today that she is Shou Xing, she also looked up and drank the wine in the glass, saying with a smile: Sister Zhang, no matter where I go in the future, as long as I can do it, I will go for you! "
Zhang Jing heard him say this, a heart that was already excited suddenly jumped. In the field of vision, Liu Yang's dim image suddenly appeared in front of her.
He sat opposite him, so handsome, so tall, so handsome. Let her, an old woman in her thirties who has never tasted the love of men, suddenly swayed her heart, and her heart shook!
Zhang Jing watched Liu Yang's eyes more and more eager, more and more blurred, her lips trembling, and she lowered her head and said, "You ... you will make me I feel inseparable from your ... "
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