Chapter 1672

Hao Yan's scalp is numb when he looks at her.

Qin Yu said, "little swallow, you come to me again and give me something to eat. Isn't it because Mimi has already been in love with me? But it's also very normal. After all, I have a lot of charm! "

Hao Yan is speechless.

She knew that his dog couldn't spit out ivory.

Hao Yan tries to grab the thermos lunch box back. "You don't want to eat it!"

"Eat, eat!" Qin Yu hugged her to death and told her to forgive her. "I'm not right!"

Hao Yan doesn't want to know him.

Qin Yu unscrewed the lid of the thermos lunch box, which contained fresh white porridge and steaming white steam.

The car is full of warm smell of rice.

It can be seen that the porridge has been cooked for a long time, and each grain of rice has blossomed. It seems that the porridge is not bought by the restaurant outside, but cooked by the family.

Qin Yu asked uncertainly, "little swallow, can't you make it yourself?"

Hao Yan says, "HMM."

After receiving the phone call, she went back home and stayed at the kitchen table.

But in vain.

She smiled bitterly. Looking up, she saw that Qin Yu did not move. Instead, she looked down at the thermos box. Her face was constantly changing.

Hao Yan doesn't understand, "manager Qin, are you ok?" Qin Yu hugged the warm-keeping lunch box in her arms, her eyes glowing, and looked at her excitedly! Little swallow, I'm so moved! You know, my mother never washed clothes or cooked meals for me. You are the first woman who washed clothes and cooked food for me... "

Although he grew up in an excellent environment, he also lost a lot of happiness.

Qin Yu's parents, as collateral, although not qualified to inherit Qin's family, hold shares in their hands and are busy with their work. They seldom spend time on him and leave them to their servants.

If you need to manage the place, you will also leave it directly to the year of Qinhuai.

So Qinyu grew up with limited time to see his mother at home, let alone to see her cooking.

Now, seeing the warm porridge in this insulated lunch box, his heart suffered a lot of turbulence and even slipped through the ripples.

After hearing this, Hao Yan said, "why don't you call me mom?"

Qin Yu: "..."

There was no moving atmosphere.

Qin Yu unscrewed the thermos lunch box again. He was unwilling to eat it. He was ready to take it home and taste it slowly.

The sports car restarted.

In the reversing mirror, Qin's building is also getting farther and farther away, becoming a little smaller.

Hao Yan slowly takes back her sight.

When she heard that he was ill and wanted to drink porridge, she thought about the appointment to come here foolishly

Once again, I've been flirting with myself.

Looking at the endless night, her heart was filled with thick clouds, which could not breathe.

The office on the top floor.

The suit was put on the high back chair. Qin Huainian was wearing a white shirt and his sleeves were all up. He kept the position of ambush. His eyes behind the lens were attentive and serious, and the signature pen in his hand fell into a Shua voice.

The neon outside is more and more bright.

Although he has been writing hard, the documents that need to be reviewed are like a hill with no end.

Qin Huainian picked up a document again and spread it out. After careful browsing, he held the signing pen and stopped when it was about to fall.

There was a bowl of hot white porridge in front of me.

The fragrance spread all over his nose.

Qinhuai year raised thin lips, deep eyes after the lens opened layers of smile.

He looked up slowly.

Mou Guang goes up along the bowl, but what he sees is not Hao Yan's small face and Qingzhan's eyes.

The smile on Qinhuai's face solidified a little.

He frowned, "Qin Tong, how are you!"

Zhuang Qintong is slightly shocked.

From the moment he just looked up to see himself, he was obviously disappointed.

Who are you waiting for?

Zhuang Qintong was puzzled and smiled gently. "I'm doing things nearby. I just want to come to see you after I'm finished!"

Qin Huainian squints, "you brought this porridge?"

Zhuang Qintong smiled and nodded, "yes! I heard that you are ill. I specially asked the chef at home to make porridge for you. When you are ill, your appetite is generally bad. It is most suitable to have some porridge! "

Looking at that bowl of white porridge in the year of Qinhuai, there are two leaves of green vegetables in the middle, which are extremely exquisite.

He has no appetite at all.

Zhuang Qintong sent the bowl forward. "Huainian, you have a taste. My uncle would like to eat it. The chefs of the villa are all star chefs hired with high salary!"

Qin Huainian said, "let it go, I'm not hungry for the time being!"

Seeing this, Zhuang Qintong smiled and nodded, "well, let the Secretary reheat when you want to eat!"

The year of Qinhuai was perfunctory.

He raised his chin slightly, motioned for the pile of documents beside him, and in disguise, ordered, "Qintong, I have a lot of work here, it's not convenient to entertain you today!"

"It doesn't matter, I just want to see you! Then you should pay more attention to your health when you are busy working! "

"Well." Qin Huainian nodded. As soon as I got to the door, Zhuang Qin Tong stopped again. "By Huainian, the finals of the China Cup will be held this weekend. I remember Qin's investment behind it. I was invited by the competition as the awarding guest to come to the scene. If you are OK that day, please accompany me

! I won't disturb you. Let's go. Bye! "

The thin lips of Qinhuai were slightly pursed.

Two minutes after Zhuang Qintong left, the office door was opened again.

Let Wu walk in respectfully.

Qin Huainian immediately asked, "why hasn't she come?"

It's very clear who Ren Wu is.

He's always at the elevator.

The waiting flowers are all about to thank, and there is no one waiting for Hao Yan.

Ren Wu's face showed a cramped expression. He wanted to talk and said, "President Qin, I just called Miss Hao Yan again..."

Qin Huainian looked at him. "What did she say?"

Ren Wu said carefully, "Miss Hao Yan said: she is very busy and has no time to cook porridge..."

When the voice dropped, the temperature in the room dropped by ten degrees.

Qin Huainian's face was gloomy, "I see!"

Ren Wu looks at the delicate white porridge on the desk and asks, "President Qin, this bowl of porridge..."

"You drink!" Qin Huai said

Ren Wu: "..."

……

Time passed quickly, and it was the weekend in a flash.

In the morning, the sky is clear, the sun is shining golden on the earth, and the white clouds are floating.

The international center is particularly busy. Many media have been invited to report on the final of China Cup clothing design.

After all, it is the scene of the finals, and there are many heavyweights, attracting many people inside and outside the industry to pay attention.

There are people waiting in the hall of the finals. In the VIP seat in the front row, someone is angry at the staff.