"Well, your mother just cares about you. I'll pay attention. If you don't like it, I won't force you. I don't want you to be like your father." Jingyun's mother listened to Jingyun's words and knew the answer she wanted. She knew this was enough.
"Son, you must pay attention to your body!" After that, Jing Yun's mother hung up.
At this time, Jing Yun's mind is full of the shadow of Mo Qingxuan.
"Jingyun, I want you to know that no one can help you except your grandfather." Master Jing now feels that only by this way can his grandson come back to him.
They'll be more eccentric by then.
The housekeeper of the Jing family looks at the crazy old man. He really wants to remind the old man that he can not compromise Jing Yun, but also make him more rebellious.
"Yes, sir." At this time, some people in master Jing's hands listen to the master's orders and follow him.
"Which companies do you continue to put pressure on. "Master Jing wants to know that no one can help him except him, including his grandfather.
The old house of Jing family.
After listening to this sentence, Mo Qingxuan showed a sweet smile at the corner of her mouth.
"This is really delicious." Jing Yun is more and more impressed with Mo Qingxuan's cooking skills.
"Then I'll give you a taste of my glutinous rice balls." At this time, Mo Qingxuan hands her glutinous rice ball to Jing Yun, who picks up a glutinous rice ball and eats it.
"Miss Mo, as long as it doesn't delay you." Jing Yun looks at Mo Qingxuan. He doesn't want her to be wronged at all.
"It didn't waste my time. I was going to cook it for me." Mo Qingxuan is in a good mood when she listens to Jing Yun's words. It turns out Jing Yun will also think about her!
"Miss Mo, I don't mean that, but I think you are an artist. You must be very busy with your work! You're going to waste a lot of time off doing this. " Jing Yun looks at Mo Qingxuan's aggrieved face and says with Mo Qingxuan in a soft tone.
Jing Yun looks at Mo Qingxuan with a look of grievance. Suddenly, his heart trembles. He thinks how he can talk like this. Mo Qingxuan is also worried that he doesn't eat every day.
"What's the matter? Jing always hates me." Mo Qingxuan said with some grievances at this time.
"Miss Mo, don't be so troublesome in the future." Jing Yun thinks about Mo Qingxuan. As an artist, she is also very busy with her work. In addition, he thinks that he does see Mo Qingxuan too often these days, so he follows Mo Qingxuan.
"Hello, Mr. Jing. I made a glutinous rice dumpling today. I don't know if you like it or not." Mo Qingxuan pushed the door open and saw Jing Yun follow him.
Before Jing Yun's words were finished, Mo Qingxuan began to knock on the door of Jing Yun's office again.
"It seems that I see Miss Mo too often these days." Jing Yun said in silence at this time.
Jingyun's father looked at him as crazy. He didn't say anything. He never resisted him, and now he won't.
The housekeeper looked at the Jing family. He shook his head. Now there is no one sober except his wife.
"I hope you can sober them up, young master!" The housekeeper is not willing to say a word now.