Chapter 104

From the stitches and techniques of sewing to guess, who would that person be?

Anyway, it can't be Ji Yanran, a daughter who can't even use a needle.

Ask Ji Yanran. She can't tell her.

Forget it. Let Ji Yanran step on shit this time.

Jingling, jingling.

The seat on the table rang.

Ji Qianchen picked up the microphone and connected: "hello."

"It's me." Gu Yunxiu's warm voice came.

Ji Qianchen put down his skirt and straightened his body with the microphone: "brother Yunxiu, how do you know my plane?"

"Your mobile phone hasn't been connected. I asked my colleagues in the design department about the landline. There were just a few colleagues who met when they were studying abroad together." Gu Yunxiu calmly explained to her.

His voice is always running like a clear spring, dropping on the top of his heart, and it's very comfortable to listen to.

"So, you call me, do you mean that you have finished reading the design drawing?"

"Well, I've read them carefully, and I've also given you suggestions for revision. They've all been sent to your mailbox. Please check them."

"OK, thank you brother Yunxiu. Please have dinner next time."

"Well, you're invited. You'll come to eat if you want to die."

Gu Yunxiu's eyes are clear, his head is lowered, and he laughs at Ji Qianchen.

Since Ji Qianchen became Ling Xiaohan's wife, it's really dangerous to eat with her.

Jiqianchen chuckled, "what's the joke? Is it so dangerous to eat with me?"

"Haha, just kidding, don't take it seriously." Gu Yunxiu smiles and perfunctorizes the past.

"By the way, there's another thing. I have a design here. I'll take a picture for you to see later. Please check it for me. Whose design technique is this?" Ji Qianchen put the receiver in his ear, then took the skirt and spread it out on the table.

"Well, I'm not sure I know, but I can ask people in the design circle to find out. If her design technique is famous, someone will recognize it soon." Gu Yunxiu's warm words are like the gentle spring breeze blowing into Ji Qianchen's ear.

"Brother Yunxiu, thank you. You've helped me too much." Ji Qianchen opened his mouth gratefully, his eyes full of acerbity.

"Tell me that again. I won't help you in the future." Gu Yunxiu pretends to be angry.

Ji Qianchen giggled, knowing that these were just jokes from brother Yunxiu.

Take out your cell phone and take some high-definition pictures of the buttons at the back.

Then it was sent directly to Gu Yunxiu via mobile phone.

"I know brother Yunxiu will help me. I've sent it to you. You can help me to have a look. I admire this technique. It's thoughtful and perfect."

"Since it's your request, brother Yunxiu will try his best to help you."

After the call, Ji Qianchen picked up his mobile phone and sent a wechat back to Ling Xiaohan.

"Well, I didn't show you what I wanted to see."

After a long time, wechat didn't reply.

Ji Qianchen has lost his temper, holding his cell phone and thinking about whether Ling Xiaohan is busy? Why didn't you reply to her wechat? Are you chatting with other women

Fie fie FIE, Ji Qianchen, what do you think.

When it's time to get off work, Ji Qianchen grabs his bag and rushes to the gate.

After a long wait, rob came to drive.

After getting on the bus, Ji Qianchen leaned lazily in the back seat of the car, "radish, why is it so late today?"

Rob is paying attention to the road ahead and thinking about how to answer Ji Qianchen's question.

"Young lady, in fact, the young master is very busy these two days, even the next week. As soon as I put down my work, I came here. The young master said, "don't let you wait long."

"He's busy?" Ji Qianchen's eyes were wide, and he didn't think of it at all.

During the work period, the person who casually returns her news, his phone call and hears her gossip is a busy, dizzy and confused president.

Ji Qianchen's heartache was stained with a thick layer of guilt.

"Ah, the young master refuses to tell you every time. He has to spare time to accompany the young lady no matter how busy he is. It's like this afternoon, he asked the whole conference room to watch Ji Yanran's boring interview with him. After watching it, he didn't have any feelings. Finally, he went on to discuss the meeting."

Rob takes one breath and tells Ji Qianchen what Ling Xiaohan never wants to say.

"Ah? He's got the entire high-level conference room watching with him? " Ji Qianchen's jaw slightly collapsed in surprise.

The placid heart, like a bomb, is thrown into the lake, causing thousands of ripples.

"Yes, young master really hurts little madam."

Rob's words seem unintentional, but they are intentional.

The young master has done so much for the little lady. He should let the little lady know something.

Only in this way can the couple's feelings be promoted."But I don't know how to repay him. He has nothing to lose."

Ji Qianchen sighed and said that he was really old.

In her freshman year, she was a young, frivolous, ignorant girl who did everything to catch up with Ling Xiaohan.

But now she I don't even know what to do.

"Young lady, young master lacks love." Rob pursed his lips and blurted out.

"Poof Lack of love? "

Ji Qianchen's stomach Fei, her love has all been given to him, how can it still be lacking.

"I may not only refer to the love between men and women, but also the family relationship."

Rob's point is up to now, and he dare not go further.

"Father loves mother?" Ji Qianchen's eyebrows wrinkled slightly and murmured.

"It depends on how the young lady understands it."

Rob smiled and drove and stopped talking.

Ji Qianchen considered for a long time, and finally knew how to help Ling Xiaohan to make up for the missing things.

She lived in a warm and warm family from childhood. She could not understand the experience of Ling Xiaohan, but at least she could share the warmth and love she felt with him.

So she decided to take Ling Xiaohan back to her mother's home tonight.

"Turnip, turn around, don't go back to yunjingwan." Ji Qianchen suddenly opens his mouth.

Rob was shocked. "Where is the little lady going?"

"Go to Lingxiao international." Ji Qianchen asked with a smile and a sly light around his eyes.

I bought some delicate snacks downstairs, and Ji Qianchen stepped into the elevator with a brisk step.

When she reached his exclusive floor, she pushed the door straight in.

Ling Xiaohan raised his head and caught a glimpse of the bright figure in the doorway. He had accumulated a day's tiredness and disappeared.

"Why didn't you go home?"

Ling Xiaohan got up to meet him, his face full of surprise and joy.

Ji Qianchen put the dessert on his table: "here, let's feed you. By the way, I'm going to take you home tonight! "

"Hello?" Lingxiao cold a Leng, directly pick the point in her words.

He smiled, put his arms around her waist, put her at the desk, and touched her waist with his big hands, "how do you know I'm hungry?"

"Hello!" Take a picture of his disordered hand, Ji Qianchen raises his hand and pinches him. "I'm afraid that you won't be able to eat when you're busy. I'm afraid that you'll have stomachache, so I'll cushion your stomach first. Where do you want to go?"

"Whatever, feed me first!" Lingda's president plays a rogue, pinches her little face and kisses her. The hot kiss falls on her chattering little mouth