Joanne looked helpless: "come on, you're not afraid that he'll fire you when he knows about your boss's gossip?"
"You won't complain." Mei Mei smiles.
Joan shrugged slightly and put a pear vortex on her cheek: "well, I do have a little friendship with Ling Yi, but I'm not as familiar as you think. I really don't know who he likes."
"All right." Mei Mei was still disappointed: "I thought I could get some gossip from you."
Joanne did not smile.
At this moment, the meals were served one after another. Mei Mei very considerately told Joan the location of the meals in turn, and helped her clip some to the plate. The two began to eat.
Compared with gossip, Mei Mei was obviously more interested in exquisite and delicious daily materials, so she had a relaxed and comfortable lunch.
After dinner, they had planned to visit Huijie, but Meimei suddenly received a phone call from the landlord and had something urgent to go back. She had no choice but to leave.
After sending a message to Xiaoqiao, Joan sat down in the lounge chair at the door of the restaurant. There was a noisy flow of people in her ears. She sat quietly with a sense of relinquishment and independence.
Suddenly her hands were caught by a pair of small hands, and then there was a slightly crying voice: "Mom, mom, bad uncle is going to take me away, mom, please help me..."
Joanne subconsciously hugged the child in her arms: "don't be afraid."
"Sobbing..." Qin Yining hugged Joan's arm hard: "Mom, don't let bad uncle take me... I want to follow my mother..."
Listening to the particularly familiar voice and the child calling her mother, Joan knew later: "Yining?"
"Yes, yes." Qin Yining nodded hard: "it's Yining, mom."
Joan didn't know what had happened, but just hugged Qin Yining: "where's your father?"
"Dad doesn't know..."
"Oh, little devil, you don't have long legs. You're making trouble quickly. I can't catch up with you..."
Suddenly, a slightly evil male voice came from overhead. Joan felt Qin Yining holding her arm tighter and tighter: "Mom, mom, I don't want to go with my bad uncle... Mom..."
"Little devil." The man's voice added some teasing: "it's not good to recognize your mother on the street. Did your father agree?"
Joan raised her hand and rubbed Qin Yining's head. She looked up at the direction of the sound source: "Sir, do you know this child?"
The face in sight was somewhat familiar. The man narrowed his eyes slightly: "it's you?"
Joan looked slightly stunned: "do we know each other?"
"Aren't you playing the piano in Qingba, the little... Girl?"
"I am."
"Hey ~" the man smiled low: "what a coincidence, it's not."
Qiao'an still held Qin Yining and raised her vigilance: "Sir, do you know this child?"
"Yes." The man smiled and pinched Qin Yining's face: "little devil, can you tell aunt who I am?"
"Bad uncle!" Qin Yining hid in Qiao an's arms and said firmly, "Mom, he's a bad uncle!"
Joanne felt out her cell phone and said, "Sir, if you don't go away, I'll call the police. Abducting and trafficking children is a felony."
The man sat directly beside Joan and looked at her slightly. It seemed that the little girl without a mask was really beautiful nearby.
The skin is white and beautiful, with a plain face facing the sky, but the skin is bright, especially a pair of big eyes, tut tut
It's just
Seeing the blind guide stick in her hand, the man slightly picked it on the tip of his eyebrows, and then there was the voice of Qingya evil: "the little devil's name is Qin Yining, my father's name is Qin Jingzhi, and my name is Qin Jingyang. I'm the real uncle of this little devil."
His fingertips buckled on his knees, and a pair of eyes turned on the faces of qiao'an and Qin Yining: "now I'm more curious about why the little devil calls your mother."