Ji Qingling did not disturb the father and son's playing time on the grass. She went back to her room and thought that she was about to take over the company's store in the city. She was still under a lot of pressure.

She has always been a designer and has no experience in running a high-end clothing store. What's more, she is still in the direction of high-end customization.

This is a huge human resource, but also into the upper class of the crowd, Ji Qingling distressed to support his head, thinking about how to do!

Fortunately, when she came to foreign stores, she was talking about the concept of computer management.

Of course, for another person, to be lucky enough to take over a store and become a store manager is a dream you can't get. There must be a company in the field of investment.

But for Ji Qingling, this is the trouble that can't be pushed out.

To put it bluntly, the company is not that she is Huangfu quanche ex-wife this identity?

I think she used to be a celebrity in this city.

And how can she explain that miserable marriage to others? She is just a resentful wife who is not accepted by anyone.

Let alone contact with the top class, she did not even touch the world of Huangfu quanche.

Even if this man is a top class, super rich, she has nothing to do with her.

Later, her door was knocked, and then a sweating little guy ran in and raised a red face, "Mommy, wash me dry. It's so hot!"

The little guy's body is still stained with some grass crumbs, apparently rolling on the grass.

Ji Qingling dotes on him and kisses him on his small head. "OK, I'll find you clothes."

"Mommy, you can take a bath with Daddy!" The little guy said with longing.

"Mommy can do it all by herself." Ji Qingling doesn't want to.

I don't know when the door leaning on a figure, the deep voice is very happy, "I can help."

Ji Qingling was startled and looked up. "I'm used to it by myself. I don't need any help."

Then she got up and said to the little guy, "go to the bathroom and take off your dirty clothes. I'll find you a set of pajamas."

The little guy obediently went, Ji Qingling went to the next cloakroom to look for clothes, and the man at the door had already stepped towards the bathroom direction.

The little guy is sitting in the bathtub, beside which is slowly injected with warm and comfortable hot water. The man squats on the side and looks at the little guy lovingly. From time to time, the big palm scoops up some water to irrigate the little guy's body.

"Daddy, why did you and my mother divorce! Did you bully her? Is she angry with you? " The little guy raised his head and asked simply.

Huangfu quanche's heart strings are tight. His son can't know what happened at that time. He also knows that he went too far, but he didn't expect that he would be turned over again one day.

"No, the world of our adults is more complicated. You don't understand it." Huangfu was eager to muddle through.

Cold not Ding, behind a female voice rings, "how dare not tell the truth?"

Huangfu quanche breathes heavily. Ji Qingling stands behind him with a suit of small clothes and looks at him with disgust on his face.

"Mommy, did Daddy really bully you?" The little guy immediately opened his eyes and asked.

Ji Qingling only felt a pair of extremely lethal eyes on her body, and she was not afraid. She just didn't want to be too weak in front of her son. She raised her eyebrows and said, "how can it be possible that he dares to bully me? It's because I don't think he can do it that I put forward a divorce."

No, the meaning of these two words is quite harsh in a man's ears. Where can't he?

Little guy a listen, mummy has not been bullied, but also abandoned daddy, daddy is so pitiful!

He put his small chin against the edge of the bathtub, some pitifully blinking big eyes, "well, are you all right? Don't separate any more. "

This soft and waxy request voice, silent in the hearts of two adults stabbed, this is a child's desire for a complete family.

Huangfu quanche turned off the water, just above the little guy's stomach, not too dangerous.

Ji Qingling doesn't speak any more. She puts her clothes on the hanger, squats down and bathes her son. The men around her do not speak, but their eyes are complicated.

The little guy also felt that the atmosphere was a little strange. He was smiling and holding a little hand, holding a trace of water. He sprinkled it on Ji's face, "Mommy, let's play with water."

"No play!" As soon as Ji Qingling finished, the little guy really spilled over. Ji Qingling immediately turned to hide, and her slippers slipped, and she ran into the man around her.

It happened that Huangfu quanche was also half squatting. One of them was not stable. He put his hands on the ground. Ji Qingling was lying in his arms, and his two faces almost collided. Ji Qingling is stunned for a few seconds. Under her body is a man's powerful chest, and she dangerously grabs his skirt, not ambiguous.

The little guy immediately covered his mouth with a smile and hid in the bathtub.Huangfu quanche only felt the fragrance of a woman in her breath. Under the strong light in the bathroom, the woman's face was tender and clear, as if a delicious food was attractive.

"I'm sorry." Ji Qingling gets up flustered and apologizes with drooping eyes.

Huangfu quanche also stood up, stretched out his hand to straighten his torn lapel. Looking at his son playing with water like a little frog, he suddenly reached out and clasped Ji Qingling's hand, "come out with me."

Ji Qingling looked back at his son, "I want to give Xiaochen a bath."

"Let him play for a while." Man overbearing voice, she was pulled to the outside of the bathroom, he conveniently took the bathroom door.

Ji Qingling just reacts to come over, is held by the man's hands, and is forbidden to be fixed between his chest and the wall.

"What are you going to do?" Ji Qingling asked with some vigilance.

"I want to know that what you said just now is no, it means that I can't do it." Huangfu quanche had some questions.

Ji Qingling's face is hot for no reason. What is this man really doing? It's just a joke.

"You don't have a good character, will you?" Ji Qingling said perfunctorily.

"Or do you want to insinuate that I can't do that night?" Huangfu quanche pointed to the center of the problem.

Ji Qingling is going crazy. Does this man remember that night? That's just demonic behavior.

Ji Qingling sees that he cares about this so much and thinks, isn't the man afraid of this blow? It's hard to get back at him. She should not miss it.

Ji Qingling mouth a hook, humming, "OK, you don't have points in mind?"

This sentence, directly sit solid answer.

A man's face darkened in an instant, as if he had been killed.

"Say it again."