Chapter 1968

After dinner, Han yun'an, Qiao Qing and Han's father sit in the living room chatting.

Han Yunting didn't like to participate in such a scene. He turned around and went to the guest room on the second floor.

At that time, he left the Han family to work alone in the fashion world and moved out of his old house.

And now every time he comes back, he still can't feel the warmth of any family, because there is no room for him.

At this time, as night fell, Han Yunting stood in front of the French window and gazed at the night.

Every time he goes home, he becomes silent.

This kind of family atmosphere made him feel depressed.

Han Yunting frowned and took out his mobile phone. The dark blue picture on the screen was like his gloomy mood at the moment.

No news, no phone, it's like being forgotten.

Usually bored, but also find brothers out to drink and talk, but now... Out of time!

One sigh after another spilled over the corner of his mouth, Han Yunting inadvertently opened wechat, found Leng Shutong's name again, and opened the chat box.

The last chat was that they discussed the content of the design draft in the car. Because they were interrupted by Ling Zihuan, they didn't come up with a substantive result.

Han Yunting once again found those manuscripts, and after the reprint, he carefully entered all his conclusions into the chat box.

A long paragraph of text, he patiently finished, no hesitation to cold Shutong sent in the past.

Before the reply, the door of the guest room was knocked.

The servant came in from the outside and said, "second young master, the first lady and uncle have already left. She asked me to bring you a message. If you are not used to being here tonight, you should go home as soon as possible."

"Well, I see!"

After the servant left, Han Yunting looked at the mobile phone again. Leng Shutong's chat page, but there was no news.

He extinguished the screen, put his cell phone in his pocket, turned and walked out of the guest room.

Han's old house, he's not used to it!

Before Han Yunting left, he went to the living room and saw Han's father sitting on the luxurious sofa smoking a cigar.

Seeing him down the stairs, Han's father immediately raised his face and said, "are you willing to come down? Qiao Qing is not easy to come here, you don't accompany chat, oneself hide into guest room decent?

You'll be a family in the future. Even if you're not familiar with him, you'll have more contacts in the future than before. You can change your strange habits before you let them pick on you. "

Han Yunting answered with no expression and said, "I'll go first. In a twinkling of an eye, I left Han's house with a big stride.".

Han's father seemed to mumble a few words behind him, but he didn't listen carefully, so he went out and got on the bus.

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On the other hand, after Han yun'an and Qiao Qing left, they drove to the downtown shopping mall.

When the car drove into the underground parking lot, Han Yunan opened his eyes and saw the scenery outside the window. He was slightly surprised, "what are you doing in the mall?"

Qiao Qing pretended to smile mysteriously: "I'll know in a moment!"

Han yun'an did not speak, but looked at the time, "at ten o'clock in the evening, I have a video conference, no matter what you want to do, send me home before ten o'clock."

Qiao Qing's fingers holding the steering wheel tightened tightly, and the feeling of being ignored was on his mind again.

He stopped the car and turned to look at Han yun'an's delicate profile. "An'an, we have already started to talk about marriage. Do you want to be so indifferent to me all the time?"

Han yun'an twisted his eyebrows and looked at Qiao Qing calmly. "I think our relationship, even if it's about marriage, is just an exchange of interests, isn't it?"