Qin Yuanyang stayed in the Qin family tonight. After dinner, cen Xinlin went to his side for a meeting and said, "Yuanyang, how is your life abroad? How long are you staying at home?"
Qin Yuanyang perfunctorily said: "fortunately, I will spend the Mid Autumn Festival at home."
CEN Xinlin asked for a long time: "I heard that Zhibing helps you take care of the company's chores, but also to take care of your daily life, isn't that very tired?"
Qin Yuanyang said, "what are you tired of? She owes me that."
CEN Xinlin didn't agree, "there's no saying that you should take care of her when you married her before, right? How can we say that marriage is a marriage, because the couple have to... "
Qinyuanyang headache, "well, I know, this is not a divorce, she is owed me."
CEN Xinlin really wants to knock his head, how can she teach such a son!
"That is you delay her youth. If you really have no feelings, don't delay her any more and let her remarry."
Qin Yuanyang took a breath in his heart and said in a strong tone: "it's impossible. Don't even think about it."
CEN Xinlin saw her son's meaning and said tentatively: "if you bring her back for a meal on the mid autumn day, all the family are here. Do you want her to live outside alone?"
Qin Yuanyang said: "not suitable."
"What's wrong? Don't wait for her to go to another man's house for the holiday. It's no use regretting then."
Qin Yuanyang stepped back and said, "I'll see to it."
CEN Xinlin went back, "mother's words to here, you consider."
Qin Yuanyang is sitting outside the balcony. He looks at the night sky, and his mobile phone screen lights up several times. It's not her information.
She is a qualified assistant, in order to pay off the debt, there is really no place to be picky.
Is it unrealistic to keep her like this.
Qin Yuanyang goes to pour a glass of wine. Xue Zhibing is really his nemesis.
Xue Zhibing lives in Qin Yuanyang's villa. She arranges her luggage. Looking at this familiar place, she feels a lot.
She's back. She doesn't know where the next stop will be. She doesn't know where her home is.
She doesn't know what relationship she has with Qin Yuanyang now. In the past few years after her divorce, she has been like his secretary, assistant and nanny, paying countless debts, which may never end in her life.
She would like to stay with him, but it's too torture. I don't know when he will let her go. I don't know when he will remarry. At that time, I will never need her.
Xue Zhibing takes out her mobile phone. She wants to call him and ask the elders whether they like the gifts she prepared. It's late at night. She thinks about it and puts it away.
She is no longer a member of the Qin family. No matter how satisfied she is, it has nothing to do with her.
Xue Zhibing washed away her tiredness. She didn't get up until noon the next day. She made a little snack and took it out.
She drove to Zou's cemetery. It was more than a year since Xiao Li died.
Xue Zhibing put out the snacks and lit a few sticks of incense. The girl's smile in the black-and-white photo will never change at that moment.
"Xiao Li, when we are old, we will still remember your most beautiful appearance."
"It's a snack I made. You taught me before you died. You must like it."
"Now that my cooking is much better, Qin Yuanyang still dislikes it. He says that the food I cook is bad. I think if you are alive, you will praise me for my progress."