Chapter 1049

Fu Qing was surprised: "what gift?"

"I told you on the phone, don't tell me you're not prepared." Leng Shaoheng's eyes are full of feather arrows, as if waiting for Fu Qing to say no, he will pierce his heart.

"I..." Fu Qing was embarrassed, with a cold sweat on his forehead. "Is there such a strong buy and sell? Don't other people's birthday gifts come from other people? " But he didn't say that after all. When Enron came out of the bathroom gently, Fu Qing pasted: "baby, where is the pen that was given to you by Montblanc and fankeya yesterday?"

Enron put his hand into his bag and took out a pen inlaid with emeralds and Sapphires: "what's the matter?" Fu Qing took the pen away and sent it to Mo Mo with a smile on his face: "Mo Mo, this is the pen my uncle bought for you. It's for your birthday. I wish you better and better in your study."

Lengyanmo took the pen, which was heavier than he thought, and almost fell to the ground. "Thank you, uncle," he said coldly And Fu Qing unnaturally said: "no... you're welcome." it turned out that Enron was pinching his meat hard behind him.

"Didn't you say it was for my office?"

"Baby, don't you go to work now, just write for Mo Mo first." Enron glared at him. And the Leng Shaoheng who looked in the eyes hummed: "fancy pen."

"You..." Fu Qing is in the middle of it.

Mo said cheerfully: "come and eat cake together! The cake is delicious

A few people sat down and said, "this year's birthday party is a bit bleak." Fu Qing said. Leng Shaoheng didn't say anything. He wanted to have a cigarette, but now is not the time.

Leng Yuwen was also invited down. The servant turned off the light. In the dark, Leng Yanmo made his wish. There was only one person who believed Leng Yanmo's wish would come true. That was Leng Shaoheng - "I hope Mommy will come back safely." Low voice is the only wish of cold words.

Turn on the light, a few people symbolically eat a few mouthfuls of cake, began to speak, adults always like this. Mo Mo sensible in the side of the sofa sitting, listening to quite do not understand the words.

"Mo Mo, go upstairs." Leng Yuwen said. A little disappointed, but Leng Yanmo is very happy that they can come to their party.

After Leng Yanmo left, Enron inadvertently glanced at the photo of Shen Qingqing and Leng Yanmo on the table, dragged Leng Shaoheng and said, "Leng Shaoheng, you'd better hold a funeral for Qingqing."

The sound in the hall disappeared, as if the mute switch had been pressed.

"No Leng Shaoheng, you refuse.

"Leng Shaoheng, I can understand your mood. I'm also very sad for Qingqing to leave, but we can't let Qingqing leave without knowing it."

Leng Shaoheng held the photo tightly, and the photo was deformed.

"Shaoheng, don't be like this any more. You haven't got any clues after looking for such a long time, have you?" Fu Qing said.

"Stop it. I don't believe that Qing Qing is gone." Leng Shaoheng is still like that, just like the state of the past half a month.

"Shaoheng, you are still stubborn." Said Leng Yuwen, with a slight sigh. He had experienced the feeling of losing his beloved, but now he didn't expect his son to follow his own footsteps.

225 hold a funeral

Leng Shaoheng's brow is frowning. This picture in his hand gives him a headache. Qingqing, where are you?

"Shaoheng, you'd better hold a funeral. Let Qingqing go with dignity. Don't let Qingqing go so quietly." Enron advised.

Leng Yuwen also said: "I've experienced this too. There's no way to change it. You have to cheer up. If Shen Qingqing only comes here, she will be happy for you." Leng Yuwen has never spoken to Leng Shaoheng so softly. Leng Shaoheng compromised "... Then hold a small funeral for Qingqing."

The biggest thing Leng Shaoheng can accept is a small funeral.

Everything calms down. Leng Shaoheng goes to work in the company normally. The office of the president is even colder. The whole hall is even more empty than ever. It was the same before. Maybe Shen Qingqing often came here before, so he thought it was warm here.

"President, according to your arrangement, I have brought all the copywriters for the next half month." The secretary handed over the document in standard Mandarin. Leng Shaoheng took the document and put it on the table. "Take down these corrected documents." Leng Shaoheng said.

There are mountains of papers on the desk. All the papers are piled up as high as half a person. Now Leng Shaoheng will keep correcting the copywriting, so that he is in a busy state. In this way, he won't have any wishful thinking.

The whole heyday looks busier than before. Because of Leng Shaoheng's high efficiency, everyone's work has tripled.

The appointed time for the funeral arrived. Two days in advance, heyday took a holiday, because they had handled their official business for half a month in three days.

The whole company is a happy boiling, only Leng Shaoheng quietly in the smoke of the stars, eyes in a dead silence.On the day of Shen Qingqing's funeral, it rained. It was not a pleasant downpour, but a continuous moderate rain. On the road, on the street, it is the peculiar smell after the rain. The smell is mixed with the smell of grass. Today is Qingming, no wonder it's raining.

The mourners lined up with white handkerchiefs. Many people's shining shoes had been splashed with mud beyond recognition. The ladies did not cry except Enron. Because Leng Shaoheng ordered no one to cry at the funeral. It's just enough that people don't have to pretend to cry. And Enron, she can't control herself, let alone Leng Shaoheng's order. Many people know what kind of existence Shen Qingqing has for Leng Shaoheng, so they dare not say more. The news of the upper class is very well-informed, and everyone present knows it. Even when Leng Shaoheng was looking for Shen Qingqing, some bosses took the opportunity to flatter him.

Off the field, the trees are all around, and the willows begin to sprout and sway in the wind and rain. Beside the tombstone, the tender green buds grow occasionally. The grass bathes in the rain in the crevice of the marble and shakes its body happily.

There are a lot of luxury cars outside. One of them is a black car that Leng Shaoheng is very familiar with. It's in the middle of the square because all the parking spaces are very full. The person walking out of the car is dressed in a black windbreaker, plus a black umbrella, which makes people want to find out the face of this person.

The man's upright posture attracted the attention of the ladies. When this man walks in, if a celebrity sees it clearly, she will be surprised. What they say is: "how is he?"

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