Chapter 520

Cong Yan sat behind the counter and drew the design drawing. When he heard the footsteps at the door, he subconsciously looked up.

"Mingjing? Miss Zheng? Here you are."

Congyan immediately put down his pen and came over with a smile.

Mingjing handed the toys and clothes in his hand to Congyan: "for Jinjin."

Cong Yan took out his clothes, touched them, smiled and said, "the quality of this clothes is very good. It's still a good vision of a bright mirror. Jin Jin must like it very much."

Mingjing smiled: "I don't understand this. Ah Qing chose it."

Cong Yan looked at Zheng Qing in surprise.

Zheng Qing coughed softly: "I don't understand either. Just pick one. Jin Jin likes it."

"Please come in and I'll hold Jin Jin out. He must be very happy to see you."

Sure enough, Cong Yan came out with Zijin in his arms. When Zijin's black and shiny eyes saw the mirror, they immediately opened their arms and asked for a hug.

Mingjing took Zijin with a smile and touched his head.

What Zijin held in his hand was the string of Buddha beads that Mingjing gave him.

"Jin Jin takes this string of beads as a treasure and doesn't give up when he sleeps, but it's also magical. Since that day, he hasn't cried any more and slept very soundly." Cong Yan said aside.

This bead really has Buddha nature.

Cong Yan glanced at the mirror: "I was mistaken at the auction that day. I didn't expect it to be you. You have such deep attainments in calligraphy at a young age. You are really amazing."

"My sister praised me."

"Don't be modest. I heard that your words were bought for one million, but the auction house didn't sell them. Obviously, I'm very optimistic about you."

The works of contemporary calligraphers, with the exception of some old timers, rarely reach the level of millions. It is a miracle for an age like Mingjing.

Obviously, the auction house thinks Mingjing is a rare commodity, but it might as well be hyped by the auction house, which can better show that Mingjing's artistic and commercial value can not be underestimated.

Mingjing smelled that there was no change in his face and lowered his head to tease Zijin.

Seeing this, Cong Yan secretly sighed that such mentality is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

"If the cheongsam doesn't fit, I can try it on. If it doesn't fit, I can do it."

Mingjing handed the child to Zheng Qing, who caught him in a hurry.

Mingjing said with a smile, "ah Qing, please look at my son Jin for a while. I'll try on my clothes."

Zijin is very naughty in Zheng Qing's arms. He twists and turns like an ADHD. Zheng Qing might as well drill out of her arms like a loach, sneak out to the ground and stagger to the door.

"Jin Jin..." Zheng Qing lost her color and hurriedly went to help him.

Behind him came the smiling voice of Cong Yan: "Miss Zheng, this child just learned to walk. Only when he fell more can he learn how to walk. Don't worry about him."

Zheng Qing wiped the cold sweat on his forehead: "you're right."

Congyan walked in with a mirror. "I'm relieved to have Miss Zheng watching. I'll take you to try on your clothes."

Zijin held the door frame and looked at the steps in front of him. He wrinkled his delicate eyebrows and seemed to hesitate.

Zheng Qing encouraged: "Jin Jin, don't be afraid. Go down bravely, mom... Aunt will protect you."

Zijin turned his head, tilted his head and giggled.

Then he took the first step decisively. His small body was shaky. Zheng Qing held his hands falsely, and his heart was about to jump out.

Fortunately, I stepped on the ground safely.

Zijin looked at Zheng Qing. His small eyes were a little proud, as if he was saying that I was powerful.

Zheng Qing thumbed up, "Jin Jin is the most powerful. Aunt is proud of you."

Zijin giggled. His laughter was crisp and pure, as if he could wash all the filth and troubles in the world.

Zheng Qing looked at it, and her eyes gradually turned red.

Zijin came to her and touched Zheng Qing's face with his small hand. Two simple words jumped out of his mouth: "don't cry."

Zheng Qing smiled and said, "OK, aunt doesn't cry."

It was a very warm picture, but it was interrupted by the next mobile phone ring.

Zheng Qing took out his mobile phone from his pocket, looked at the caller ID, scolded "hit" and looked at Zijin. This alley is very secluded, and few people usually stop. Zheng Qing also connected the phone with confidence, and his eyes kept glancing at Zijin.

"What's up? I'm busy."

"Busy performing mother child love with your son?"

Zheng Qing suddenly turned his head and looked around. His eyes were gloomy. He said gnashing his teeth: "are you watching me?"

"Ah Qing, I'm worried about you."

"Bah, stop acting hypocritically. Come on, what's the matter with you?"

"This sentence should be asked by me. Is that follow the bead yours?"

Zheng Qing clenched his fingers into a fist and raised his masseter muscle slightly: "what do you want to do?"

Zheng Qing was afraid that his anger would scare the children, so he went away.

"So this is the secret you have been hiding. Liu Xiangyue, Bo Yujiang and things are becoming more and more interesting."

Zheng Qing didn't have a good way: "don't mention that bitch to me. She doesn't deserve the name."

The person opposite smiled: "Heroes think alike."

Zheng Qing narrowed his eyes: "Nighthawk, I know you were forced by the situation in the past, but now, there is a chance to atone for you."

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Zheng Qing hung up the phone and turned around. He didn't see Zijin and couldn't help breathing.

Then, a man holding Zijin slowly walked out from behind the flower wall.

Seeing that face clearly, Zheng Qing suddenly froze and subconsciously turned around.

"Miss Zheng, seems to be afraid of me?" The man came over with Zijin in his arms and a smile.

Zijin was very good in his arms. He looked at Zheng Qing with a pair of naive big eyes, and then looked at the man in front of him. He smiled and hugged the man's neck.

Zheng Qing raised her hand and lifted a wisp of curly hair at her temples. She was flirting and flirting: "how do you know my surname is Zheng, sir?"

"There was a meeting before, and the young lady may have forgotten it. The landlady of this shop is my younger sister. It's a little abrupt to learn the young lady's name from her. I hope you will forgive me." Men talk properly and behave gentlemanly. They have no sense of debauchery at all. Instead, they are like the spring breeze blowing on their faces.

Zheng Qing drooped her eyebrows and eyes: "Oh, that's really abrupt."

"Jin Jin, come to my aunt. There are a lot of bad guys now. Don't hold you in the arms of no three no four people. Be careful to abduct you. You'll never see your parents again."

As soon as Zheng Qing stretched out his hand, Jin Jin obediently returned to her arms.

At this time, they were so close that they could smell each other's breath. At that moment, Zheng Qing's heart trembled slightly. She took a step back quietly, so she didn't notice the man's eyes sinking in front of her.

Zheng Qing hugged Jin Jin and turned away, and the man followed.

Zheng Qing suddenly turned around and said, "don't follow me."

The man touched his nose and smiled, "I'm looking for Congyan Xuemei to get something."

His eyes are as deep as obsidian. When looking at people, he always has a deep feeling. It seems that between heaven and earth, only you in his eyes are the most precious.

"Why are you so hostile to me?"

Zheng Qing snorted coldly, "because you look annoying."

The words fall to embrace Jin Jin to turn round and walk, quickly step into the threshold.

The man stood in the sun, looking at Zheng Qing's back, and his eyes gradually deepened.

Mingjing tried on his clothes and came out. He saw Zheng Qing coming in with Zijin in his arms. Mingjing shook his head with a smile.

"Who made our ah Qing angry?"

Zi Jin immediately shook his head, "it's not me."

He pointed behind him, "uncle."

The mirror's eyes fell on the door. When he saw the man coming in, he was stunned subconsciously: "Professor Liu?"

She glanced at Zheng Qing quietly. Zheng Qing walked into the backyard with Zijin in her arms. Unexpectedly, she didn't look at the man behind her.

"Bright mirror." Liu Xiangyue smiled and nodded, "meet again."

"Mirror, I'll change the size... Senior? Senior, why don't you tell me in advance?" The smoke walked over at once.

"Let me see Zijin." Liu Jin bought some beautifully packaged toys for a month

Cong Yan said with a smile: "my Jin Jin is so lucky that I thanked the senior for him."

The Jin Jin of her family is really popular, but after seeing each other, she let the cold and alienated senior student descend to the world.

Invite people to the yard. There are stone tables and chairs under the grapevine in the yard. After Mingjing and Liu Xiangyue sit down, Congyan says to Mingjing, "help me take care of my senior students. I'll make tea." He hurried into the kitchen.

Mingjing smiled gently: "did you find Professor Liu's friend?"

Liu Xiangyue glanced at her with a slight pick on the tip of her eyebrow: "of course I found it."

Congyan's ears stood up. That night, Liu Xiangyue took out the green water with the beads, which shocked the whole antique world.

The friend mentioned by Mingjing is the one who sends Liu Xiangyue and green water with beads.

She is also very curious. This friend should be very important to the students.

"Professor Liu is willing to give valuable beads and find that friend. His courage is admirable."

"How can you get a tiger's son without going into the tiger's den? It's just a bead."

What we want is people, not a broken bead.

The mirror raised his eyes and glanced at him, sighing slightly at the bottom of his heart.

What evil fate is this.

Cong Yan brought the tea with it. "Senior, it will take a few days to finish the cheongsam you want. Won't it delay you?"

Liu Xiangyue shook her head: "no hurry, before the 21st."

Cong Yan thought for a moment and said, "21 is the 80th birthday of the old lady of the Bo family. Does the senior want to give it to the old lady?"

"That's right."

The mirror drops its eyelashes and drinks tea quietly.

"This old lady Bo is really a legend. It's my honor to make a cheongsam for her." The smoke sighed.

"The Qin family has also been invited. As the second lady of the Qin family, you can go to the banquet together that day."

Cong Yan said with a smile, "I wish I had this honor."

Liu Xiangyue was not interested in prying into other people's family affairs. After drinking children's tea, she saw that it was about noon. Congyan asked Liu Xiangyue to stay for dinner.

She was just polite. As far as she knows, the senior is not the kind of person who will stay for dinner.

But Liu Xiangyue readily agreed.

Cong Yan was stunned and got up with a smile: "you talk, I'll go to the kitchen to prepare lunch."

She couldn't help looking back when she walked away.

The man is beautiful, gentle and elegant, and the girl is smart and elegant. The sun in early spring is shining and cold, and mottled on them. The picture is so beautiful that people can't help but praise him. He is really a pair of beautiful people.

The smoke always feels strange.

"Jin Jin?"

Aunt Lin replied, "Miss Zheng is playing with me in the living room."

Something flashed in my mind, and the smoke disappeared before I could catch it.

Congyan cooked a big table of dishes. Zheng Qing finally came out of the living room with Zijin in her arms.

Zijin pounced on Liu Xiangyue and held his thigh: "uncle."

Liu Xiangyue bent down and picked up Zijin: "how about having dinner with uncle?"

Aunt Lin hurried over: "give me Jin Jin. He's too noisy. You can't eat well."

"No harm." Liu Xiangyue sat down at the table with Zijin in her arms.

Zheng Qing picked the furthest place from Liu Xiangyue, but as soon as she looked up, she looked at the man with deep eyes.

Zheng Qing secretly rolled his eyes.

Zijin sat on Liu Xiangyue's leg and pointed to the largest plate of fish with an eager look.

Liu Xiangyue said softly, "does Jin Jin want to eat fish?"

Zijin nodded, and the saliva was about to flow out.

Cong Yan, who was making cloth dishes, said, "this is Songjiang gill perch. There are few fish bones, but for Jinjin to eat, you must pick out every soft bone..."

Before the words fell, Liu Xiangyue picked up a piece of fish and carefully picked out each soft thorn.

He looked very serious, as if he was doing a very important thing, and then fed the selected fish into Zijin's mouth bit by bit.

Zheng Qing didn't look at it.

Congyan couldn't help laughing and said, "senior, you are so patient with your children. You must be an excellent father in the future."

Liu Xiangyue smiled gently on her lips and didn't forget to wipe the filth from Zijin's mouth with a paper towel.

"I hope so."

Aunt Lin looked at this scene and said strangely, "what Jin Jin and Mr. Liu don't know, they should be their own father and son."

"PATA" Zheng Qing dropped his chopsticks on the table.

The mirror closed its eyes.

Cong Yan subconsciously looked up at the two people opposite, one big and one small. The more he looked, the more he felt something was wrong.

I didn't pay much attention before. At first glance, Zijin's eyebrows and eyes looked like Liu Xiangyue. At first glance, they were really like father and son.

The bottom of Cong Yan's heart "cluttered". Qin Tian once jokingly said that Zijin didn't look like him, nor did she look like her own mother. He didn't know who he inherited.

How could there be such a coincidence in the world?

She and the senior... This is absolutely impossible.

What a ghost.

The more Congyan thought about it, the colder his heart was. Therefore, he didn't notice the abnormality of Zheng Qing around him.

What on earth did she miss?

As soon as she said this, aunt Lin thought it was inappropriate and slapped her mouth: "don't take it to heart, Mr. Liu, just treat me as nonsense."

The bottom of her heart also murmured whether Xiaoyan secretly wore a green hat to Zijin's father. When she came last time, she felt that Liu Xian grew strangely familiar. At the moment, two faces entered the frame at the same time.

For a moment, the needle fell quietly on the table. Only Zijin's voice of eating fish was heard. The little guy immersed in delicious food didn't feel the terrible atmosphere around him.