The night was getting dark, and Chen Qian was stitching the scarf stitch by stitch in her room. Christmas was coming, and she wanted to give this handmade scarf to Li Yunhong.
Why it was given to Li Yunhong, of course, because she is the only one who knows how to do it. If someone who has never done needlework is now willing to knit a scarf by hand, she will definitely be moved.
Thinking of this, I sped up the movements of my hands.
That night, I heard Mo Yichen calling Chen Kaiming outside the ward. I didn't know what the two said on the phone, but I knew from my father's reaction that they had not reached an agreement.
Chen Qian's pressure has doubled, and now she must find another way to save herself.
As time passed by, Chen Qian rubbed her eyes when she looked at the hands on the clock pointing in the direction of three.
"Hiss--" The woman accidentally stuck the sweater needle into her hand, and the skin broke, and blood flowed out from it.
The pain from the wound made her wake up immediately. Her clumsiness had already made her a little emotional, but now she was even more annoyed and angry. She raised her hand and wanted to throw the scarf into the trash can.
"I really don't know why I'm having trouble finding it. Why don't I buy one for her and say it was knitted by myself, so no one can tell."
Suddenly she glanced and saw traces of blood on the wool, and an idea appeared in Chen Qian's mind.
With a curl of the corner of his mouth, he smeared more of the blood on his fingers onto the wool.
Early the next morning, Chen Qian rubbed her sleepy eyes. The dark circles under her eyes became more and more obvious after sleeping for less than three hours.
Looking at her tired self in the mirror, she nodded with satisfaction, picked up the knitted scarf and headed to Mo Yichen's home.
At this time, Mo Yichen was in the company dealing with the contract with Chen Kaiming. Although the previous contract was restored, many details were changed, which further restricted the Chen family.
Wu Gang looked at the contract that had just been changed, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "Mr. Mo, you are too cruel, but even so, the Chen family probably won't dare to say anything more."
"Only by containing the Chen family can Chen Qian be afraid of Gu Yan." Mo Yichen thought secretly in his heart but did not say it out loud.
"However, Mr. Mo, I think you should meet with Chen Qian and talk about this matter. Otherwise, if she doesn't dare to express her grievances to you, she will tell Mrs. Li, and the next person to suffer will be Miss Gu Yan."
Wu Gang knew what Mo Yichen was planning, but he felt that this was not a long-term solution, so he looked at his face carefully and spoke.
"She didn't dare."
"What if, everyone knows that she has a good relationship with the old lady, otherwise the old lady would not come to you to plead with you this time to restore the contract with the Chen family."
“…”
Mo Yichen fell silent. When Wu Gang saw this, he stopped talking and nodded slightly: "I'm going out first. Mr. Mo, please be busy."
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"Auntie, look, this is the scarf I knitted for you. Isn't it Christmas? I can't think of anything to give you, so I'm showing off."
Chen Qian said as she put the scarf into Li Yunhong's hand.
A scarf that couldn't be more ordinary. You can still see the rough stitching and unfinished ends. It looks like it was made by yourself.
"Oh, look, Sissi is really thoughtful." Li Yunhong looked at the scarf in her hand in surprise.
He stroked it inch by inch, but suddenly he saw blood stains on the scarf.
"this… "
Chen Qian felt happy and quickly pretended not to know.
"Oh, I'm so sorry, Auntie, I was too careless and rubbed the blood on my finger. What should I do?"
Li Yunhong really liked this, and she quickly picked up Chen Qian's hand and checked the injury.
"Why are you so careless? Just buy one and make it yourself. Thank you for your hard work."
"Auntie, what are you saying? As long as you like it. These minor injuries are nothing. It's just a pity for this scarf."
Chen Qian held Li Yunhong's hand instead, feeling proud in her heart.
"No, I will definitely show it off to Yichen when I come back. This is the best Christmas gift I have ever received."
Chen Qian smiled sheepishly.
In the evening, it was already very late when Mo Yichen returned home. As soon as he entered the house, he saw a woman sitting on the sofa sorting something.
"Mom, why aren't you asleep yet? What is this?" Mo Yichen looked at it casually and saw that it was just a scarf of rough workmanship.
Li Yunhong deliberately looked like she couldn't put it down, with a proud expression on her face.
"This is the scarf that Sissi knitted for me. I have been preparing it for a long time and specially gave it to me as a Christmas gift today."
As soon as Li Yunhong finished speaking, Mo Yichen's hands stopped moving.
"Did you come home today?"
"Yes, and there are blood stains on this scarf that she accidentally left on it. I have never done this kind of work before, and she even got her hands on it. I think this girl Sissi is really thoughtful, what do you think?"
Li Yunhong tentatively looked at the reaction on his face.
Sure enough, the result of trying to please Li Yunhong was so immediate that Mo Yichen had to start considering Wu Gang's proposal to him.
"Well, you are indeed very attentive. I have to have a good chat with her when I have time."
There was something in the words, but Li Yunhong didn't seem to notice anything was wrong.
"That's great. I'll tell you that I'll always be moved by this idiot like you. Sissi is really good. Even if you don't like her, you still have to try and accept her."
Li Yunhong murmured, feeling very happy that Mo Yichen finally understood.
Looking at the old man's happy back, Mo Yichen had a plan in mind. Fortunately, he noticed it early, otherwise it would be even more difficult to deal with Chen Qian's slow and steady emotions in the future.
Thinking of this, I picked up the mobile phone in my pocket, walked to the balcony, and dialed Chen Qian's number.
Chen Qian, on the other side, had just come out of the shower when she saw a long-lost name flashing on her phone, and rubbed her eyes in disbelief.
It turned out to be really Mo Yichen!
Throwing away the towel in his hand, he cleared his throat.
"Hello? Yichen."
"Are you free at noon tomorrow? Let's have dinner together. There are some things I want to tell you." A familiar and pleasant voice sounded in the receiver.
Chen Qian's body was excited.
"Of course I'm free. We haven't had dinner together for a long time."
"Well, okay, I'll pick you up at the door of your company tomorrow."
After saying that, the two hung up the phone.
Chen Qian looked at the call record and couldn't realize for a moment that Mo Yichen actually invited her to have lunch together just now.
Now that I think about it, all the efforts I have made are worth it.