"I don't have any consciousness. If there's nothing wrong, I won't give it away." He lowered his head and continued to deal with the work in hand. He ordered to leave. No matter how thick his face was, he couldn't stand such trouble. He bit his teeth and strode away, leaving Qu Tianxun alone in the office.
Jiang xuan'er and Yan Yi were cooking in the kitchen and asked Yixin to send a text message to Qu Tianxun. Now Jiang xuan'er has no way to face Jiang xuan'er. I don't know why. It may be because of the thing the day before yesterday, which has been lingering in Jiang xuan'er's heart.
I'm confused. Does Qu Tianxun like her like that?
She didn't know and couldn't imagine that Qu Tianxun is the successor of Shengtian group and the prince charming in the eyes of many people, including Liang Muxi. Isn't this pushing herself in a bad direction? They are not people of the same world at all.
Being together will only make two people more alienated. It's good to look like this. At least it won't put the people around you in danger for any reason. Just don't know how Qingxin is at home now, "ah..."
Inadvertently, the kitchen knife made a big cut in Jiang xuan'er's right hand, and blood gushed out of his fingers. Yan Yi immediately turned his head when he heard the sound, looked at Jiang xuan'er's fingers, wiped his hands gently on his apron, and quickly went to the living room and took two band aids. "You're so careless. You don't cut vegetables first. Let me come."
Jiang xuan'er shook his head. He heard Lin Feng say that Yan Yi's home is also one of the best in city B, but he doesn't know why he still cooks. Although Jiang xuan'er can do it, he couldn't help but wonder at Yan Yi's cooking. He raised his head and looked at Yan Yi's face.
"What's the matter?" After wrapping up Jiang Xuaner's wound, Yan Yi raised his right hand and touched his cheek. His eyebrows became stubborn and looked more beautiful under the light. No wonder Lin Ping and Lin Feng would like her. If he had been a man, I'm afraid he would fall under her pomegranate skirt.
Put his hands behind his back, pulled a sweet smiling face on Yan Yi's face, looked at the half cut pepper next to him, "you look like you should be good at cooking?"
When asked by Jiang Xuaner, Yan Yi was also puzzled. She stretched out her hands and looked at what had happened in the past few years. She didn't know why she cooked, and she never cooked in city B,
He shook his head, and Jiang xuan'er didn't bother. Lin Ping's family runs a restaurant. Yan Yi will do something strange. He just doesn't know what Yan Yi will do after he knows about it. However, this sad thing should wait until that day. After all, it's useless to say so much before that day.
Lin Feng and Yixin are playing chess in the living room. After Qu Tianxun comes back, Yan Yi brings up all the meals. From the previous person, it has become so lively. All this is not suitable. It's like a dream. Jiang xuan'er is the angel in his dream. As long as she has her, she will become very beautiful.
But there are also lost people. The thoughts that support Lin Ping to live are gone all of a sudden, and there is no spiritual pillar in an instant. However, it has only been a day and a half. Lin Ping's face is covered with vicissitudes and even a lot of green stubbles.
"Dad, Dad, please don't do this, Dad..." Xiaobao took Lin Ping's finger and cried. Lin Ping suddenly pushed Xiaobao to the ground. Xiaobao cried loudly without mercy. He picked up the wine bottle on the table with his right hand and poured it into his mouth.
I don't know how much I drank. All I know is that the ground is full of wine bottles. Lin Ping stood up and threw the wine bottles to the ground. Looking at the glass debris on the ground, he smiled. His smile was very bitter, and his tears fell down along the arc. "Why, I like you for so long, why do you still want to leave me, and why can't you warm your heart..."
"Dad, Dad..." Xiao Bao always stood by Lin Ping's side. Lin Ping looked at it in a smooth voice and waved to Xiao Bao. Xiao Bao wiped away the tears on his face with his little hand and walked carefully to Lin Ping. After all, he was still a child and would be afraid. Lin Ping squatted down and took Xiao Bao into his arms. "Why did you say that mom left us, Does mom not love us anymore? "
Hearing Lin Ping say that his mother doesn't love us, Xiao Bao cries even more. Two people cry together in the room, one adult and one child, which makes people sad. It took Lin Ping half an hour to push his son out of his arms carefully..
Now she just doesn't know us, but she will come back. Lin Ping comforted herself silently in her heart. Even for her son, she will come back. She stretched out her hands to wipe away the tears on Xiaobao's face and asked in a low voice, "are you hungry? What do you want to eat? Will dad make it for you?"
"Dad." Xiaobao shook his head wisely. He knew that his father was very sad, so he always accompanied Lin Ping, just like a big child. Xiaobao paused and continued to ask, "will mom really not come back, and really don't want us?"
"No." Lin Ping picked up his son and held it to the table. He took out his mobile phone and found out piggy, after all, he was only a child. What sad thing was only a few minutes. Lin Ping looked at his son's appearance and tried to make Yan Yi's determination more serious.
He decided to go to Qu Tianxun and ask what was going on. As long as he could keep her, he would promise no matter what conditions, including the home where he grew up since childhood. It was originally because of the good memories of the two people, how could he be compared with Yan Yi.
After dinner, Lin Ping took Xiaobao to Shengtian group, walked to the front desk, nodded politely, and said her name and the person she was looking for, which made the little sister at the front desk almost lie down. The person who said it was Lin Ping last time was very different from the person who said it was Lin Ping this time.
Each has his own temperament. The one with a black mask can't see what he looks like at all, but his body shape is definitely a beautiful man. This one is like a white faced scholar, clean and with a child, a typical warm man.
However, seeing that Lin Ping is so serious, she can only call Qu Tianxun's office. If she can't see him, it's Qu Tianxun's business. It has nothing to do with her. She can't manage these. After hearing Qu Tianxun's voice a few times, the front desk lady said Lin Ping's name.