Chapter 178

Looking at jingboyuan's determined and calm back, master Jing's fingers trembled with anger.

The stubborn temper of his grandson is the same as that of his youth!

Back then, all his family members did not agree with him to marry sun keyin. They tried every means to force him to marry the daughter of a well-known family. His late mother did not hesitate to coerce him with death. He never bowed his head. He even committed to marrying his beloved woman for being unfilial and merciless.

Recalling the past, Mr. Jing supported his crutch and sighed slowly. It seemed that he was getting old for a long time.

It's all fate. He has to experience his mother's difficulties in those years.

long time.

Mr. Jing gets up and goes out of the western style building to enter the house. In the open space of the yard, Qu Zheng, his former guard, is dragging a water pipe to wash the car. Now he is his full-time driver.

"Is the old gentleman going out?" Qu Zheng turns to ask Master Jing.

Master Jing nodded: "go to the hospital."

On the way to the hospital.

Qu Zheng has been with Mr. Jing for decades, and he knows the things of the Jing family very well. He also knows what happened to the Jing family for more than a month. During this period, most of the things that Mr. Jing did were done by his hand.

Seeing that master Jing didn't look good, he thought of Jing Boyuan who left his old house not long ago. He could understand what had happened. He said with a relieved smile, "ah yuan is very similar to you. When you were young, you were so serious and stubborn. At that time, we were afraid of you."

Mr. Jing didn't say a word, and Qu Zheng said: "in fact, the old lady is so worried. Two days ago, didn't he invite an expert with great attainments in the field of awakening vegetative people from the United States? He also hopes that the old lady will wake up early. I heard that the American expert is quite famous in the world medical field and has high airs. Those rich people in the Middle East who want to invite him to see a doctor have to make an appointment at least one month in advance. It must have cost a lot to invite him here so soon. "

"You, don't be angry. You are so angry. When the old lady wakes up, she will feel sorry."

Master Jing was amused by Qu Zheng's tone.

At the hospital, the old American doctor with white beard is doing wake-up treatment for Mrs. Jing.

Mr. Jing watched quietly and waited for about an hour before a set of treatment was over. The white bearded American spoke fluent American English and told him some daily care methods and wake-up methods for vegetative people. Mr. Jing could not understand them. The translation beside the American translated to Mr. Jing word by word.

Although this American guy is big and arrogant, he is very responsible. He repeats these words every day and urges his family members to cooperate.

After the doctor left, Mr. Jing sat beside the hospital bed, holding Mrs. Jing's hand full of wrinkles and old age spots. He rubbed it carefully for a long time, just like a treasure. He said slowly, "but Yin, I'll try my best. Our grandson and I have the same virtue when we were young. We'll try our best to marry anyone we like. I can't force and lure."

"Kayin, wake up quickly. If you don't have a great grandson, you won't have one. We don't want those weeping gadgets all day. Don't you like the wisteria tunnel in Japan best? I'll take you every April, OK? We live there from the beginning of flowering to the end of flowering, and walk under Wisteria every day... "

"Ke Yin, I miss you very much..."

Every woman wants to have such a love, from peach blossom face to yellow hair, his eyes always have me, only me.

On the other side.

Jing Boyuan left the old house and drove to B University. On the way, he received a call from Luo Feng.

He stopped the car for three seconds, turned around in the turning lane in front of him and drove to Bowei group.

The car stopped at the gate of Bowei group. As soon as he got out of the car, Luo Feng came forward and said, "Mr. Jing, you have a good doubt. Those two little nurses..."

Before Luo Feng finished speaking, Jing Boyuan raised his hand and motioned him to keep quiet. Luo closed his mouth. When he entered the general manager's office and the door of the office was closed, he continued: "the two little nurses passed on their wife's physical condition. Maybe it was Zhao Yujia's advice. They watched for more than two months. One of them couldn't help looking for Zhao Yujia today. In less than half an hour, Zhao Yujia's account was transferred for 500000 yuan, The collection account is the little nurse who went to him. "

At the beginning, Cheng Ruyu asked someone to investigate who was responsible for spreading the news that ye Qingxin couldn't be born. He found out that two little nurses, Jing Boyuan, had a intuition that things were not so simple. After an in-depth investigation, he found that the two little nurses had a close relationship with Zhao Youjia, a young chief physician of brain surgery.

Jing Boyuan vaguely remembers meeting this man at the banquet of the Yan family.

Another investigation of Zhao Yujia reveals that he is Gu Xingde's illegitimate son and Gu Jiao's cousin.

Jing Boyuan grew up and saw too many adoring eyes. No matter how secretive the other person was, he could see through them at a glance.

How could Gu Jiao's careful thinking of him hide his eyes.

"And this is what we found when the private detective broke into Zhao Youjia's mobile phone. Zhao Youjia used an anonymous mobile phone card to send this picture to Yu Qingyou's mobile phone."

Jing Boyuan's deep eyes flow and looks at a photo presented to Luo Feng. In the photo, the background is at the door of the B-ultrasound room of Jinghe hospital. Jing Boyuan holds Ye Qingxin in his arms. Ye Qingxin quietly droops her eyebrows. Her face seems shy and joyful. Her right hand caresses her abdomen. Cheng Ruyu grins beside them.

To Yu Qingyou

Jing Boyuan's eyes narrowed slowly, bursting with dangerous light.

At the beginning, he only thought that which one made friends with Yu Qingyou disclosed his and ye Qingxin's marriage to Yu Qingyou. He asked Jing one after another, and Jing one after another hesitated and admitted that she had told Yu Qingyou about it by phone, but Jing Boyuan didn't think about it deeply.

I didn't expect that Yu Qingyou's appearance was intentional.

Jing Boyuan soon connected things and figured out a general idea.

First, the two nurses were very close to Zhao you. They always insisted that they didn't mean to say what ye Qingxin was doing, but Jing Boyuan had no evidence; Second, jingboyuan and Zhao Youjia have met each other. It's not a simple role. The city is very deep. Jingboyuan doesn't want to scare the snake. Instead of making him alert and hide, and shooting arrows in the dark, it's better to stare at him under his eyes.

Another move

Jing Boyuan is sitting behind the big class table. His strong body is leaning against the back of the boss's chair. His long legs are overlapping. He holds the picture in one hand, and his fingers are curled up slightly in the other hand. His knuckles are tapping rhythmically on the solid wood table. His eyes are sharp and deep, and his breath is chilly.

"One more thing." Looking at his boss's gloomy expression, Luo Feng could not help but step back and swallow his saliva before he said: "our detective found a room in Zhao Youjia's house with photos of Gu Jiao pasted on the wall. Aren't he and Gu Jiao cousins? It's not what a cousin would do. It's a bit of a pervert. "

After listening to this, jingboyuan's lips were filled with a smile.

The rhythm of knuckle tapping on the solid wood table is more and more slow and long.

Looking at his appearance, Luo Feng stepped back.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Jing Boyuan sipped his lips lightly. Luo Feng looked at him, turned his head and said in a loud voice, "come in."

Qu Qi pushes the door in, holding a folder in his hand, and strides to jingboyuan, with joy on his face. "President Jing, Dongfang newspaper group has acquired it. This is the contract and power of attorney."

Jingboyuan did not participate in the whole process of the acquisition, and Qu Qi was in full charge of it.

The commercial newspaper that published Bowei beauty before belongs to Oriental newspaper group.

"We have invited a lot of financial reporters to attend this acquisition. I believe that tomorrow, the financial headlines of major newspapers will be the news of Bowei group's acquisition of Oriental newspaper group. Once this news is reported, I'm afraid that the whole newspaper industry will have to be cautious for a period of time, and then see who dares to publish the news about Bowei without Bowei's consent." Qu Qi is a little proud.

He just likes his own boss's vigorous and resolute means of acquiring the group of people without saying a word.

The most direct, the most effective and the most instructive.

"Oh." Speaking of this, Luo Feng sneered, "I think Dongfang Fu is a fool. He thinks he can be unscrupulous with the support of the old man. Now he's so sorry, isn't he? I don't know which toilet to hide and cry in. "

Dongfang Fu, 57, is the founder of Dongfang newspaper group.

Jing Boyuan casually sat on the boss's chair and did not say a word to the two subordinates who were slightly proud of their words. After a long time, when they finished speaking, he looked at Luo Feng and said faintly: "I want to make a detailed list of the people I'm looking for to keep an eye on the old man these days."

Luo Feng didn't understand the purpose of his boss's move, but he didn't ask much. He nodded respectfully and said, "yes.".

When the two subordinates left, the office door closed and jingboyuan had no office. He got up and walked to the glass wall to overlook the commercial scenery around Bowei through the bright glass.

There are many tall buildings and they are prosperous. Three fifths of the territory belongs to Bowei and belongs to him.

For a long time, jingboyuan lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, lit a cigarette ash on the side of his leg, and put his other hand in his trouser pocket. His calm attitude shows the success and composure of a man.

It's time for the elderly to know that today's world is the world of young people.

Ye Qingxin knows that Bowei has bought Oriental newspaper. Huang Weijuan calms down, drinks tea, and sneers: "Jingzong has really raised a good son with excellent means!"

night.

As soon as Jingzong returned to his old house, a pile of newspapers fell over.

He turned aside, looked at the source of his anger and asked with a smile, "Dad, what's the matter with you?"

King old son takes crutch ruthlessly to poke ground, "you see the good son that you teach to do good thing!"

Jing Zong picked up the newspaper and saw the news of Bowei group's acquisition of Oriental newspaper group at a glance. Recently, he was busy with the affairs of his department and was in a mess every day. How could he spare time to pay attention to business news? But Bowei's acquisition of other groups often happens. What's the big deal?

After watching the news, he not only didn't follow master Jing to get angry, but praised: "this boy has two talents, and has the courage of my youth."

Pop!

To meet him is a crutch of master Jing.

"You all want to piss me off, don't you?"

Jing Zong kneaded his arm and sat down in the sofa. "Dad, what's your anger about ah yuan's expansion of the group?"

Master Jing was so angry that he couldn't speak.

Qu Zheng explained to one side: "the old man wanted ah yuan to marry the daughter of the ancient family. He finally found a newspaper group that was willing to release the news of the marriage between the two families. Ah yuan bought the Renmin newspaper group the next day, and it was a big show. Today, the financial headlines of all the newspapers are all about this acquisition..."

Jing Zong saw the old man clearly, endured some words in his heart, and said with the expression of common hatred: "ah yuan, it's too much, dare to fight against you like this! Don't worry. I'll call him now and teach him a lesson! "

The phone rang five times before it was answered.

"Ah yuan! How can you bully your grandfather like that? That's too much! Take it easy next time. Do you hear me Well, you're busy. Hang up -- "

The crutch hit him on the back again.

"You bastards are not good things! Roll, roll! Get out of here

Master Jing couldn't hear Jing Zong's perfunctory attitude. Suddenly he had the illusion that he was a lonely family. One of his three sons was absent, and the other two didn't care. He was over 80 years old, and he had to fight with his grandson in his prime.

"Not yet!" In the twinkling of an eye, I saw the eldest son who was clutching and didn't walk. I couldn't help yelling again.

Jing Zong gathered his indifferent look on his face and said, "Dad, you're from the past. I heard that you turned your face with my family for my mother's sake. Why do you have to let ah yuan suffer the setbacks you suffered in those years again? You're just old-fashioned. What's the matter if you don't have a son? Aren't there three girls from the third family? I really can't. when they get married, let one of them give birth to a boy and bring him back to you and your mother as a grandson... "

Mr. Jing sat down on the sofa and stared at Jingzong, "it's easy to say. If you can wake your mother up, I'm not willing to deal with these things!"

Jing Zong: "didn't a yuan invite an American expert? My mother can't get better in a day or two. Don't worry. Take your time. "

It's snowing again. The wind is blowing snow.

The city of time, luxury box.

Jingboyuan collected his cell phone, stood in front of the window and looked out of the window silently. Behind him, Cheng Ruyu called him, "Boyuan, hurry up, it's your turn to play."

Several people haven't got together well for a long time. Cheng Ruyu is going to set up the game tonight.

Jingboyuan took his coat off the shelf with his cigarette in his hand and put it on his small arm at will. He said, "I've got something to do. Let's go first."

"What's the matter? You've both left. Do you want to play?" Cheng Ruyu pushed the card in front of him and said, "Linyuan has just been called away by his sister-in-law. Jifan doesn't know which little girl has taken him away. You have to go now. How do you want us to play?"

Jingboyuan lightly glances at Cheng Ruyu, but ignores him. He reaches for his cigarette butt and presses it into the ashtray, then turns around and walks away.

Cheng Ruyu: "what's wrong with this one or two."

Xiao Yan, who has never been very talkative, said: "people without wives naturally don't understand the world of people with wives."

Cheng Ruyu looked at Xiao Yan with disdain, "it seems that you have a wife." After a pause, he suddenly said with great interest: "however, after all, so many things have happened in the Jing family during this period, which is like making a TV play. I heard that grandfather Jing is going to engage Boyuan to Gu Jiao on New Year's day. I don't know how Boyuan is going to break this situation. Hey, don't you go to see it then? It must be wonderful. "

Xiao Yan gave a cold hum and didn't answer.

Cheng Ruyu was very dissatisfied with his expression, "what do you mean?" He turned to Yu and said, "are you going or not?"

Playing with the metal lighter, Yu Xin Xin gives Cheng Ruyu a lazy look. "Do you think my identity is suitable for that occasion?"

Cheng Ruyu suddenly lost interest, languidly to a soft chair: "really boring."

Jing Boyuan came out of time and drove on the snowy streets of Beijing.

The car drove all the way to B University. After parking, he got out of the car and walked into the gate. The campus was empty at more than 11 o'clock in the night. It was very quiet.

When he stopped in front of a girl's dormitory building, he didn't hold an umbrella and fell a thin layer of snow.

At this time has passed the lights out time, the whole building is dark, only the first floor of the duty room light.

The man's deep eyes look through the snow curtain, layer upon layer, and finally stay in a window. In the closed balcony, there are several clothes hanging. He can't see the color and style clearly. The outline of one of them can be seen as a down jacket that ye Qingxin passed through.

He lit a cigarette, took a puff, slowly exhaled, and suddenly felt very peaceful.

I don't know how long later, when he got back to the car, jingboyuan took out the photo that master Jing had taken from Cangwu Geli, and took out the lighter from his pocket. The moment before lighting, he suddenly laughed, flicked the lighter with his wrist, and then threw the photo and lighter into the storage compartment.

The day before Christmas Eve, dou Wei'er takes Ye Qingxin to the mall and says that she wants to buy a gift for her gold owner he Jifan.

Ye Qingxin also moves her mind to buy a gift for jingboyuan. After a long walk with Dou Wei'er, she falls in love with a men's overcoat. It's dark gray, straight and straight in style, and calm in fashion. It's different from the style she saw last time, but it also makes her heart beat.

Look at the price. 5888.

According to Ye Qingxin's consumption level, it's very expensive.

She doesn't know what size clothes jingboyuan wears. The clothes in his cupboard have no brand or label, so they should be all custom-made. Ye Qingxin looks at jingboyuan's figure and height, which are almost the same as the models in the shop, and asks for the number on the model.

Dou Wei'er bought a belt for he Jifan, which cost tens of thousands.

On the way back, ye Qingxin found an express company and sent the coat to Bowei.

Dou Wei'er rolled her eyes. "It's only a few minutes' drive from here to Bowei. You're in a hurry to send it now, and you have to send it. Is that your interest?"

With a smile, ye Qingxin fills in the express bill and watches the staff pack the clothes together with the bag. Then he leaves with a good deal of money.

Dou Wei'er doesn't know what happened to her recently, and she doesn't intend to say it.

Two people have dinner in the home style restaurant outside the school, watching Ye Qingxin slowly eat two bowls of rice, dou Wei'er is a little surprised, "Xinxin, what's the matter with you recently? It's a good appetite. "

Ye Qingxin wiped his mouth and joked: "I may have to develop again."

Dou Wei'er: "suddenly thought of something, she asked Ye Qingxin:" are you going to Shanghai in two days? "

Ye Qingxin replied: "well, 27 and 28 days is a fashion show. We have to rehearse two days in advance and leave the day after tomorrow."

"Tomorrow Christmas Eve, is it time to have a candlelight dinner or something with your boss? By the way, a parting shot. "

Ye Qingxin

In the evening, jingboyuan calls. Ye Qingxin wants to say that he has sent clothes to him, but he swallows them again.

At noon the next day, she received a bunch of roses and a letter.

The familiar font in the letter reads:

As you wish.

Wait for me.

Wait for me to take care of everything.

Ye Qingxin read these 13 words over and over again many times, but his mouth could not restrain the rising.

Yesterday, she put a note in the pocket of her coat, on which was written the eight words that Jing Boyuan had written to him: every year, every day.

His "as you wish" is in response to her words, and his "waiting for me" is to give her a promise and comfort.

It's 23 days before January.

Ye Qingxin suddenly missed the man and wanted to see him now.

With this in mind, she really went out of school and took a taxi to Bowei group. She didn't know if jingboyuan was in the company. When she went to the first floor of Bowei, she was told by the front desk that jingboyuan was not there, and the front desk didn't know where she had gone.

It was about the effect of Luo Feng's "Madame" last time, and the two receptionists were extremely polite.

Coming out of Bowei, ye Qingxin looks at the residual snow in the flowerbed. She slowly breathes out the turbid air. The hot air atomizes in the cold air. She goes to the edge of the flowerbed and sits down.

The gate of the group was open and windy. She wrapped her scarf tightly and did not call Jing Boyuan. She just sat there with her hands down.

I don't know how long after that, three black cars stopped at the gate of Bowei and several men in business clothes came down.

As soon as jingboyuan got out of the car, he saw a little girl sitting in front of his company.

The appearance of shrinking neck and hands is pitiful.

Seeing him, the girl immediately stood up and took a step forward. She seemed to want to come over, but she immediately took back her feet and looked at him with a pair of big black and white eyes.

Seeing her like this, jingboyuan smiles and orders people around her. They leave one after another and enter the company.

Ye Qingxin trots forward and pours into the man's arms.

Jing Boyuan has tenderness in his eyes. Regardless of whether he is at the company gate, he reaches out to catch her. His voice is soft. "What's the matter?"

Ye Qingxin buried his face in his arms and said, "I miss you."

Jing Boyuan pulls away the little girl who hugs her waist, "how long have you been sitting here? Why don't you go in? Isn't it cold? "

Ye Qingxin shook his head, "don't go in, don't want to delay your work." Eyes looked at the black Cayenne, "can you go to your car?"

Jing Boyuan's unfathomable eyes just looked at her. Ye Qingxin's face gradually turned red under his gaze. She bit her lower lip and said in a low voice, "I want to kiss you. It's not good to go upstairs. It's convenient to go to the car."

The man deeply coagulated her eyes, voice suddenly low, tone can not be discussed: "go to the office, eat together in the evening."

Ye Qingxin grabbed his waist clothes with both hands, hung his long eyelashes and asked, "is this against the agreement with my grandfather?"

Jingboyuan pinched her face, feeling delicate and moist, and said with a smile: "since you appeared in front of me, you have violated the agreement. Do you still care about breaking more?"

When ye Qingxin thought about it, he reached out to take jingboyuan's arm. Then he thought that he was in the company. He let go and quietly followed him.

Jing Boyuan sent her to the office and went to the conference room for a meeting.

Two hours later, when I came back, I opened the door and scanned the office with deep eyes. I didn't find the little girl. Just then, a cheering came from the entertainment room.

Jingboyuan smiles, walks over and throws the document on the tea table.

In the rest room, on the indoor golf course, ye Qingxin is holding the golf club in both hands, gesticulating that she wants to hit the golf ball in front of her into the hole not far away. The posture is very nonstandard in the eyes of experts. Hearing the sound of footsteps, she turns her head and looks embarrassed. "I won't, playing."

Jingboyuan came forward, hugged her from behind and helped her adjust her posture.

The smell and breath of a man's mature body envelop Ye Qingxin. His arms are firm, warm and safe. Ye Qingxin is absent-minded and has a fever in her ears. She doesn't listen to what Jing Boyuan says.

"That's it. Give it a try." Jing Boyuan said and let her go.

Ye Qingxin's mind is suddenly blank, just like the feeling that he was called by the teacher to answer questions when he didn't listen carefully in class.

She pursed her lips, put down her golf club, rubbed it into jingboyuan's arms and said, "no, I'm not as good as you. I don't want to teach you any more." Then she put her arms around the man's neck and said, "are you finished?"

Jingboyuan held her waist.

The room is well heated. Ye Qingxin takes off his down jacket. Inside is a loose white sweater. He is wearing tight pants on his legs. His figure is well arranged.

Big palm gently stroked the girl's waist, and Wen Yan said with a smile: "the work will never be finished."

Voice did not fall, leaf fell in love with the lips kiss, small tongue very shamelessly into the man's mouth.

Jing Boyuan was stunned for a moment, and immediately turned away from the guest.

Ye Qingxin was overwhelmed by him on the green carpet, and both of them were somewhat emotional. However, when they were ready to further communicate, ye Qingxin's stomach rang out in frustration.

Jingboyuan kisses her neck. Looking up, her dark eyes clearly smile, "hungry?"

Ye Qingxin blushes and nods.

Jingboyuan touched Ye Qingxin's hair with a smile, got up from her, pulled her up, straightened her messy ponytail and said, "I'll take you to dinner."

Black Cayenne stops at the door of a western restaurant.

Today, Christmas Eve, every shop window is decorated with Christmas tree, everywhere is Christmas discount promotion activities, western festivals are slowly infiltrating into the national life.

Ye Qingxin takes Jing Boyuan's arm and enters the restaurant. Unexpectedly, Gu Jiao and Zhao Yujia are also there. They are sitting by the window. It is obvious that Gu Jiao has seen Ye Qingxin and Jing Boyuan for a long time, and her eyes have been on them. They are calm and kind.

See ye Qingxin see over, Gujiao up, very elegant to come over, smile is still let people see a very comfortable arc and depth, "heart, good coincidence."

Ye Qingxin unconsciously leans to jingboyuan and nestles up to him like a little bird. She doesn't realize that she is swearing the ownership of the man around her. Looking at Gu Jiao's eyes, she is calm and indifferent. There is no villain's ambition and no rival. Fen Wai's eyes are red. She smiles: "Jiao Jiao, long time no see."

Gu Jiao looked at jingboyuan and said to ye, "there are too many lovers going out for a date on Christmas Eve today. There is no box and there is no place outside. Let's sit together."

The waiter is also saying that there is no seat left. We have to wait.

Jing Boyuan glanced at the restaurant and ignored Gu Jiao's suggestion. He turned to ye and said, "change one."

Seeing that Jing Boyuan ignored herself, Gu Jiao turned pale.

Ye Qingxin looks at Zhao Youjia. She has some impression of this man. She saw him and Gu Jiao arguing at the door of the hospital before. The key point is that he looks at her eyes, which makes her aware of hostility and the danger.

It's not the sense of danger that this man is not easy to provoke, but the sense of danger that he has a bad heart for her.

Ye Qingxin smiles and says to Gu Jiao, "OK, but will it disturb you and your friends?"

Gu Jiao a joy, heart beat to quicken, hurriedly return a way: "certainly not."

Jing Boyuan looks at Ye Qingxin and doesn't say anything.

Four people sit down.

Ye Qingxin sits next to Gu Jiao, and Jing Boyuan sits next to Zhao Youjia.

Ye Qingxin and jingboyuan order a meal. When waiting for the meal, ye Qingxin pretends to be ignorant and asks Gu Jiao, "Jiao Jiao, this is your boyfriend?"

Gu Jiao smile stiff for a while, said: "I forgot to introduce to you, this is my elder brother, Zhao Yujia, this I do not need to introduce, elder brother know, Bowei jingboyuan, this is Ye Qingxin."

After introducing the three, Gu Jiao recruited a waiter and asked for a bottle of red wine.

The waiter opened the wine. Gujiao got up and wanted to pour it to jingboyuan. Before jingboyuan could say anything, ye Qingxin reached out to block Gujiao's action of pouring wine. "Sister Jiaojiao, he has a bad stomach and doesn't drink."

Ye Qingxin's tone and posture are like a wife caring about her husband's body, and jingboyuan's Old God is sitting on the ground, silent and obedient to Ye Qingxin's arrangement.

Gu Jiao Leng for a while, take back the hand, turn to leaf pour, "that heart drink."

Ye Qingxin said with a smile, "Jiao Jiao, I don't drink either."

Even two people refused her to pour wine. Gu Jiao's face was not good-looking, but she soon adjusted and poured half a cup for Zhao you. Jokingly, she said: "they don't drink. It's just cheap for us. We can drink a bottle."

Looking at Gu Jiao's farfetched smile, Zhao Yujia spoke in a deep voice and said, "Jiao Jiao means well. Why are you so outspoken?"

Jing Boyuan said with a smile: "I have a bad stomach and my heart is allergic to alcohol. Mr. Zhao is considering the income of Jinghe hospital?"

The man's casual tone is full of pressure from the superior. Zhao Yujia turns to look at Jing Boyuan, takes a goblet and sips red wine.

Seeing that the atmosphere was approaching freezing point, Gu Jiao said: "it's my thoughtlessness. I forgot that my heart can't drink. By the way, my heart, are you going to Shanghai the day after tomorrow? I also participated in this young designer competition. Shall we go there together the day after tomorrow? "

Ye Qingxin was ambivalent: "look again."

The waiter will serve soon.

They each lowered their heads to eat, and the table was a little quiet for a moment.

Ye Qingxin's mouth is stained with sauce. Jingboyuan reaches out his hand to wipe it off for her. His tone is gentle and he spoils her. "Eat slowly. No one grabs from you."

Ye Qingxin raises her head, bends her eyebrows and smiles at him. Jingboyuan reaches out his hand to touch her head.

Mature old man, beautiful little wife.

Gu Jiao doesn't know how to come up with this idea. The harmonious and warm scene in front of her is particularly dazzling.

She clenched the goblet in her hand, took it up, drank it and poured another.

Unconsciously, after a few glasses of wine, she was a little confused.

"Jiaojiao, stop drinking." Zhao Youjia frowns at Gu Jiao's obviously wrong look and reaches for her wine bottle.

Ye Qingxin ignores Gu Jiao's gaffe, and Jing Boyuan calmly finish their meal, and then settle up and leave.

Back in the car, ye Qingxin said frankly: "does that Zhao Yujia have a grudge against me?"

Jingboyuan started the car and asked calmly, "how can I say that?"

"I can't tell. I saw him with Gujiao by accident before. I felt that he looked at me with a little hostility. Is it for Gujiao's sake?"

Jing Boyuan did not answer the question: "so you agree to eat at the same table with them?"

Ye Qingxin didn't deny it and said, "I just want to have a close look."

"What did you observe?"

"He was very kind to Gujiao, so I refused Gujiao's wine, and he was very unhappy. His hostility to me is probably because Gujiao likes you, and you like me..." said Ye Qingxin, looking at jingboyuan's handsome and resolute side face, "they all say that Hongyan is in trouble, and I think your men are not worse than women."

"Are you praising me?" Jingboyuan smiles.

Ye Qingxin leaned over to kiss his lips and said with a smile, "yes, yes, I'm praising Mr. Jing's charm."