Chapter 220

"I bought you some breakfast. As for the supplies, I ordered them online. When it comes to noon, you can see what else you need and make a list for me." Pei Qingle said as he put breakfast in the kitchen bowl and took it out to millet.

"Qingle." Xiaomi took over, showing a big smile, but in the dim eyes, even the smile lost its former liveliness: "I found a job on the Internet yesterday, today I went for an interview."

"Work? Don't you mean to have a rest and I'll arrange it for you in two days? " Pei Qingle frowned.

"You've helped me so much. Just having a place to live, or living so well, helped me save a lot of effort. I'm not polite to you. Let me stay here for three months and wait for me to stabilize. As for work, I'll find it myself. "

Xiaomi has his own concerns.

No matter how to say, her current identity is just out of prison. If you ask Pei Qingle to find a job, once her identity is exposed, she will bring a lot of trouble to Pei Qingle.

Qingle has helped her too much.

"Well, don't be polite to me. Don't say three months, even if it's three years, you should live. " Pei Qingle laughed and then said, "you can see that I haven't lived in this house all the time. It's free to put it here. It's a big help for me to live here."

Small soft soft holding Pei Qingle: "thank you."

Pei Qingle rubbed her head with a smile: "eat quickly."

in fact, she didn't think she did much for Xiaomi.

All she could give was within her power, even without any effort.

But Xiaomi gave it to her in prison, but it was unique.

Pei Qingle stayed in Xiaomi's place all morning. At noon, she ordered some clothes on the Internet, not only KK's, but also all kinds of brands she liked to send to Xiaomi.

"Well, don't say thank you. If you want to go out for an interview and look for a job, you can't wear enough clothes to go out. " Pei Qingle interrupted Xiaomi's thanks, waved and said, "I'm leaving first. Please remember to contact me if you have something to do."

Millet can only helplessly sigh: "good."

Pei Qingle left Xiaomi's home and called Liu Deli when he was sitting in the car.

Is there any place Lu Wenhua is going to recently? Or has he met anyone he hasn't seen before? " Pei Qingle asked in a low voice.

Liu Deli recalled: "the places where Mr. Lu basically go are fixed. Sometimes he will attend some activities or go to the branch to inspect the business. As for who I've met, I don't know. You know, if there's nothing about me, I can only wait below, so I don't know if Mr. Lu meets someone up there. "

"Yes. I see. " Pei Qingle relaxed his voice: "your daughter should be here recently. Take her to buy some clothes, and you can report it to me. I've already arranged the school affairs. You don't have to worry. "

Thank you Liu deli's tone immediately filled with gratitude.

Pei Qingle hung up the phone and fell into deep thinking.

Did Lu Wenhua think about anything on Saturday? If you do, what is it?

Unconsciously, it was Saturday.

All morning, Pei Qingle was painting in her room. She tore up one drawing paper after another. No matter how many times she did it, she was not satisfied.

If it's hand-made, what Pei Qingle is afraid of is that he has lost his spirit in this respect.

After all, life is the most painful thing.

Until noon, Pei Qingle's spirit was somewhat depressed.

"Qingle."

The knock on the door was accompanied by Lu Wenhua's voice. Pei Qingle was excited and wanted to quickly put away the drawing board, but it was too late.

Lu has opened the door.

When he saw these things, his expression changed rapidly, and he looked up at Pei Qingle.

Pei Qingle's heart is beating fast. She doesn't want Lu Wenhua to know that she can pick up the brush now, otherwise the other party will not only ask how good the finger is, but also be very alert to her.

"Drawing?" Lu Wenhua reacted and pretended to be surprised.

Pei Qingle shook his head with a bitter smile and pointed to the torn paper: "it's just scribbling. You see what I'm drawing here. My fingers are not good, and I can't hold my brush firmly. Even my attention will be distracted. Wenhua, I am not very useless, the only thing I am good at is the same...

Lu Wenhua looked at the painting paper all over the ground and the lonely expression on Pei Qingle's face, which relieved me: "don't say that about yourself. You are already the best in my heart. As for the matter of fingers, I have asked them to help you. Believe me, it can be cured. "

Pei Qingle sneered in his heart, but his face was moved: "I hope it can be cured. So I can go on painting. "

"Well. Clean up. We're ready to eat out. " Lu Wenhua rubbed Pei Qingle's head and said with a smile.Pei Qingle nodded. After Lu Wenhua went out, he put away his brush and sketchpad.

She thinks Lu Wenhua's expression should be to believe her statement, but she doesn't know whether the other party will be suspicious after that.

However, even if she is suspicious, Lu Wenhua may only think that she has not given up her heart and is just trying. She never knows that her fingers are already ready.

As Lu Wenhua left, Pei Qingle remembered that the coat she was going to wear was still in the living room. She didn't take it back to her room after the last dry cleaning, so she opened the door and went out.

Her footstep sound is very light, walk to the stairs, hear the voice that is hard to hear from downstairs.

Pei Qingle subconsciously hides and looks down. Lu Wenhua and Xiao Meizhen are holding each other.

"You two date, and I'm the only one left in the family." Xiao Meizhen loosened Lu Wenhua's lips and hit Lu Wenhua on the chest like a coquettish.

"Don't worry. I'll be back with you tonight." Lu Wenhua hugs Xiao Meizhen's waist and pinches it hard on her buttocks.

"Come back at night? I thought you would accompany her... "

before Xiao Meizhen finished her words, Lu Wenhua pressed her lips:" don't ask. "

The two exchanged a line of sight and quickly kissed each other.

Pei Qingle frowned. It must be a good thing for Lu Wenhua to come back at night, but how could she feel a little strange.

But now is an opportunity, Pei Qingle immediately took out his mobile phone and took a few photos of two people. He tried to resist nausea and stored it in the private documents.

She gave up her black coat and went back to the room quietly.