Qu Mojing said such a sentence subconsciously, and found that Lin Qinghan didn't speak, and suddenly wanted to laugh.
"Has it been dealt with over there? Is there anything wrong?"
Lin Qinghan returned to the office and put down the documents: "It's alright, although some people are dissatisfied, they can't change anything. I've taken care of everything, you can rest assured."
"That's good, now Jingtai is a mess. I'm afraid you have to be too busy. I have already contacted them one by one here. There will be no companies targeting Jingtai. I will arrange for several projects to withdraw capital and reinvest immediately. , the cooperation between Qiansheng and Jingtai can be discussed." Qu Mojing analyzed and said one by one very seriously.
Lin Qinghan felt very strange when she heard it. As far as Qu Mojing said, it seemed that the prosperity and decline of Jingtai were all used by Qu Mojing to coax her.
"Okay, I'll listen to you."
After confirming that Lin Qinghan was all right, Qu Mojing went back.
Although Jingtai was chaotic, Lin Qinghan knew its problems well, and the employees who left after learning that Lin Qinghan was back, all gave up the idea of leaving and came back. As for those people in the company who used vegetarian meals to seek power for personal gain, they also happened to be cleaned up this time.
After a period of time, the companies that canceled the cooperation with Jingtai all turned back, so basically Lin Qinghan stabilized the Jingtai situation within half a month, and the plummeting stocks also began to recover.
Everything is starting to go on the right track. After Kong Yixiang sorted out Zhou Siqin and Zhou Botao's affairs, he went abroad to relax.
Although Zhou Botao was sent to prison by Lin Qinghan, although it was not stated clearly, Zhou Wenqi and Zhou Wenchang knew very well that after Lin Qinghan was announced as the president at the first day of shareholders' meeting, their eyes were about to poke Lin Qinghan out of the hole.
Although Lin Qinghan hated Zhou Wenqi, he did not deliberately make things difficult for them. Except for the compensation of the fine, Zhou Botao's shares were transferred to their brothers and sisters, although only a little bit could make their lives easier.
After the matter was resolved, the two were completely relaxed. Except for being busy with work, they couldn't be together all the time. Basically, they got along warmly and sweetly after work.
Because Lin Qinghan is busy, the house has not been properly cleaned up. This is their own private nest. When Lin Qinghan is a little free, the two are ready to do a good cleaning.
It has been rainy and rainy recently in Yanjing City, and the sun finally came out. They are going to dry the quilts and books in the sun.
Because the home is not big, Qu Mojing and Lin Qinghan didn't plan to invite their aunt. After removing the bedding in the living room and bedroom, Lin Qinghan put it in the washing machine, and then wiped the house with Qu Mojing.
Although the place is not big, the two of them were a little tired after walking around. Watching Qu Mojing wipe his forehead, Lin Qinghan said warmly: "I'm tired, I'll drag it, you go and clean up the study, you need to bask in the sun. Once we have things sorted out, we will move out together when we're done."
Qu Mojing looked at the ground and hesitated, but then she thought that it was not easy to move things. It would be better for her to do a little first, so she nodded.
Lin Qinghan dragged the floors of the two bedrooms and the living room outside, and Qu Mojing carefully removed the books from the bookshelf in the study. There was a balcony in the study room, which was already covered with mats. She didn't listen to Lin Qinghan's instructions and moved the book out. After a few trips, Lin Qinghan stuck her head in outside: "Don't move it, wait with me, the book is very heavy."
Qu Mojing smiled: "Okay, I won't move it anymore, I'll tidy up the bookcase."
In addition to the bookshelves in the study, there are also desks and bookcases arranged by Lin Qinghan, which contain some documents and books that are not commonly used. She clears the books and documents from every drawer and clears the dust from the drawers.
When she cleared a cabinet under the desk, she was slightly stunned. There was a box in the cabinet under a pile of documents. After she took out the documents, she moved the box out.
The box was made of wood. Qu Mojing opened the lid of the box, and his eyes widened slightly. Her hand remained in the position of opening the lid for a long time, as if she was startled by what was inside.
I don't know how long it took Qu Mojing to gently put down the lid, and her right hand eagerly reached in. When she took out the stack of things, her hand even trembled slightly.
She stared blankly at the sketch paper in her hand. The top one was a sketch portrait. She simply used a pencil to outline the lines, drawing the characters to life, the emotions between the eyebrows and the eyes, and the subtle expressions on her face. The person in the painting has long hair tied into a ball-shaped head, bowed his head and stood in front of the sink, holding a handful of greens in his hand and washing it in front of the faucet. Only a few strands of hair fell, so she tilted her head slightly to brush away the falling hair.
Qu Mojing looked at the hot water in her eyes but wanted to laugh a little. The picture on it was that she was helping Lin Qinghan wash vegetables in the kitchen a few days ago. At that time, it was in the way of her hair falling down, so she tilted her head and rubbed her head several times. In the end, he kept staring at her and watched Lin Qinghan put it behind her ear with a smile, but he did not expect to be drawn by Lin Qinghan.
She carefully removed the first page, and the next one was the news that she was holding a bowl of chicken soup and the corners of her eyes were satisfied. Seeing that, Qu Mosheng couldn't help but laugh.
She looked at it one by one, and the thick stacks in her hands were all hers, and the dates were drawn according to the time.
There are various scenes, various expressions, and there is a painting in a very dark style. There is heavy snow under the dim street lights, and a person is squatting in the snow. Qu Mosheng gently stroked the wrinkled paper with his fingers, and his eyes were a little sore.
She clearly saw the tears on it, and Lin Qinghan cried.
She took a deep breath and turned the picture over. There were many scenes behind her that she didn't realize. In the picture, she was laughing, angry, or angry. Every picture could see that the person who painted the picture was engaged. emotions and attentiveness.
Looking at it like this, she seemed to feel that all her pasts with Lin Qinghan had turned over before her eyes, and everything seemed to be the same as yesterday.
Turning to the back, in the three years she went abroad, many of them had no background. It can be seen that all of them were imagined by Lin Qinghan.
Qu Mojing completely forgot what he was going to do, and was completely immersed in the painting. The painting had accumulated a lot, and some traces had faded. Almost all of them were recorded from their acquaintance to the present.
So many paintings are outlined with lines, without any color, only two paintings are colored, Qu Mo looked at the first one, and the tears that filled his eyes suddenly fell.
This is the only painting in which there are two people. A girl in a white sweater rides a bicycle. Behind the bicycle, a girl in a school uniform who looks a little embarrassed sits in the back seat, holding the waist of the girl in front nervously. , slightly tilted his head to look at the girl in front.
In the distance, the setting sun was as red as a fire, and the golden sunlight fell on them. The girl in front of her had gentle eyebrows and a smile, and the girl who looked at her seemed to have light in her eyes.
The color of this painting is very warm and gorgeous, and it looks very beautiful. Qu Mosheng covered his mouth and cried, but laughed.
She had never imagined such a scene, and never knew that Lin Qinghan, who was there, looked so good in her eyes.
Reaching out his hand to take out the painting with the same background color underneath, the tears in Qu Mojing's eyes instantly congealed, and then his entire face was flushed with blood.
The colors on the picture are very bold, and the bright red bed sheets are laid out on the picture in front of you, making the bare skin on it even whiter. The posture of the person lying on the bed in the picture is extremely provocative, only the red bed sheet looms over the key parts, the face is boundless, and the head is slightly raised, and there seems to be a spring water in the eyes, which is captivating. The strong contrast between red and white makes people feel Blood spurts.
Qu Mojing was moved by the fragmentation of this painting, she bit her lip and didn't dare to look at herself like this. What is this person thinking about? It's really embarrassing to draw such a private photo.
She squinted and looked at the signing time, it seemed that she drew it after she was asked for one night after she was discharged from the hospital.
The sound came from outside the door, and Qu Mosheng put away the painting subconsciously, but she took out too much, and she only had time to hide this "pornographic photo".
Lin Qinghan came in and called out, "Mojing, I..." Seeing the box on the table and a stack of sketch paper, he was stunned at the door.
Qu Mojing saw that her face went from stunned to embarrassed, her ears were all red, she paused for a long time and finally came over as if nothing had happened, and coughed lightly: "Have you finished cleaning up?"
The original emotion fermented again when she saw the person in front of her with naturally cold brows and eyes. The picture she just flipped through kept churning in her mind. She just looked at Lin Qinghan like this, and at the same time she was wondering what kind of mentality Lin Qinghan had to draw her own. , and even so many times when she refused to promise to be with her.
She walked gently in front of Lin Qinghan, then hugged the person tightly in her arms: "Did you secretly draw so much that I won't show it to me?"
Lin Qinghan heard the cry in her voice, and laughed softly: "I didn't even think I could be with you when I was painting, but when we were together later, when you were not there, or when you fell asleep, I couldn't bear it. I wanted to paint it when I lived. I thought it was weird, so I didn’t… I didn’t dare to show it to you.”
Qu Mojing couldn't hold back the emotions in his heart: "You did it on purpose, do you know that when I saw it, my heart..."
She couldn't go on anymore, she hugged Lin Qinghan and pressed the person onto the bookshelf, put her hand on the back of her head, and kissed it directly.
Her kiss was a little hurried, but full of affection and lingering, the tip of her tongue touched gently, and the wet feeling spread from her lips and teeth.
Lin Qinghan's eyes closed slightly, and with Qu Mojing's movements, the two kissed deeper and deeper, Qu Mojing lowered the tip of her tongue and rubbed her upper jaw a little bit, and her breathing became heavier and heavier, Lin Qinghan couldn't help but lower herself. hummed out.
Qu Mojing kissed the person so hard, then put his hands on her waist and slowly rubbed her hands, and said in a low voice, "When you painted that big red bed photo, what were you thinking about, you little bored? Sao."
With a buzzing sound in Lin Qinghan's head, he raised his head abruptly, and the blush that had just retreated suddenly hit again. Seeing her blushing and her eyes staring with moist eyes, she just stared at herself in such a dazed way, and she suddenly returned to the way they had just met, which was so cute and delicious.
Qu Mojing felt that her wretched heart could no longer be suppressed.
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