It wasn't the first time for Jian Hang to go back so late. In the past, it was often the case that she got home at two o'clock in the morning. Eleven o'clock was not too late for her.
It takes ten minutes to drive from work to home without traffic jams at night.
So why did Qin Moling come to pick her up, and what was her psychology? Jian Hang didn't think about it, and he didn't want to delve into it.
Jian Hang took a few sips of warm water and continued to work.
On the other side of the villa, Qin Moling came out of the study and went back to the bedroom. He had already taken a shower and was wearing home clothes. Standing in front of the closet, I looked at it for half a minute, and took out a new shirt that I hadn't worn and put it on.
Downstairs in the restaurant, Aunt Geng was preparing the ingredients for tomorrow's breakfast. She didn't expect Qin Moling to go out so late, "Do you want to make you hangover soup?"
"No, no drinking." Qin Moling didn't say where he was going.
No trouble to the driver, he drove to Yinlin by himself.
Before the cafe closed, he bought a cup of fruit tea.
Yin Lin's front desk is off duty, and there is a gate control, so he can't get in.
Qin Moling sent a message to Jian Hang: [I'm here, outside the door.]
[immediately.]Jian Hang puts down his phone, takes the makeup mirror from his bag, finds out the lipstick, and touches up the makeup as quickly as possible. I tidied up my hair again and went out to pick him up.
Qin Moling stood outside the glass door, holding fruit tea, and playing with the car keys with the other hand. Before Jian Hang came, he looked at Yin Lin's LOGO on the wall in dismay.
There was a figure approaching from inside the door, he looked over, and then concentrated his attention.
Through the thick glass door, he couldn't see clearly, but when he got closer, Jian Hang could clearly see that Qin Moling was wearing a dark blue shirt with unbuttoned cuffs, which were casually rolled up.
He may have taken the elevator directly from the basement. He didn't wear a jacket, and his shirt was tucked into his trousers, which outlined his thin and muscular waist.
Jian Hang is wearing a hazy blue sweater today, with a short waist. She has long legs and a thin waist, and all of Yin Lin's female colleagues are envious. Today's suit shows her figure even more.
The clothes of the two can be regarded as the same color.
Qin Moling also took another look at Jian Hang's clothes, and gave her juice, "It's too late, I didn't buy coffee."
"Thank you." Jian Hang took it, and the two walked to her office side by side.
After walking for a while, Qin Moling said, "How long will it take to finish?"
Jian Hang looked at him sideways, "At most half an hour."
Qin Moling sat down across from her desk. Today he not only worked as a driver for the first time, but also worked overtime as an exception.
Jian Hang poured him a glass of water and went to work. He had nothing to do and swiped his phone to pass the time.
Qin Moling looked up inadvertently, Jian Hang was staring at the computer screen, she was holding the cup of fruit tea he bought in her hand, and was feeding it to her mouth, with the straw tilted to one side.
She only focused on researching the information, not paying attention to the fruit tea and the straw. She sucked her mouth several times and missed the straw.
Qin Moling has obsessive-compulsive disorder. Seeing that she couldn't bite the straw, she really wanted to reach out and stuff the straw into her mouth.
Jian Hang finally read the information on the current page, took a moment to look at the straw, lowered his head to suck it, and pulled the progress bar with the other hand at the same time, and then looked at the next page.
She read the materials for more than 30 minutes, Qin Moling was idle and bored, and observed her for more than 20 minutes, and she never glanced at Qin Moling during the whole process.
After drinking a cup of fruit tea, Jian Hang saved the file and turned off the computer.
Qin Moling took his used cup and went to the bathroom.
Although Jianhang's office is small, it is fully functional and has its own bathroom.
In a small bathroom, you can get a glimpse of some of her living habits. On the washstand, everything is neatly placed. Hand sanitizer, hand cream, and deodorant are arranged in order according to the height of the bottle.
There is not a single drop of water stain on the countertop, and there are two pots of roses on the countertop, which are reflected in the mirror and become four pots.
There are several pots of hydroponic green plants hanging on the wall of the bathroom, and the vines are hanging down, full of greenery.
Qin Moling turned on the tap and rinsed the cup.
Jian Hang didn't expect that he went to the bathroom to wash the cups, "Put it there, I'll wash it." He was always embarrassed to let the guests do the work.
The cup has been washed, Qin Moling turned off the lights, came out of the bathroom, put the quilt in the tea cabinet, and waited for her at the door of the office.
Jian Hang packed up his desk, took his coat and bag, and they left together.
In the past, no matter how late I worked overtime, I would go back alone. Today, I have an extra person driving beside me, and it feels very different. Especially the person driving the car is the high-ranking son of the Qin family.
Jian Hang leaned in the passenger seat, the car window was opened a crack, and the cold wind was particularly refreshing.
Looking at the street lights next to the car, her thoughts ran far away. Anyway, she didn't need to drive, so she let herself be wild and wild.
Relax like never before.
She can't do that by herself.
How good it is now.
"The company didn't provide you with a driver?" Qin Moling's voice brought her back to reality.
Jian Hang's thoughts came back from the car window, and he turned back to him: "There is a driver. If I don't socialize at night, I will ask the driver to leave work at normal time. It is close to home, and my apartment has good security, so I don't need a driver to pick me up."
Qin Moling glanced at her out of the corner of his eye, "Then let me pick her up?" He wanted to know why she asked him to pick her up. To see him, or something else.
Jian Hang himself hasn't figured out what the psychology is, and he doesn't want to. Even if I want to figure it out one day, I won't tell him. In a marriage without feelings like theirs, no one wants to be emotionally disadvantaged.
She pretended not to understand his temptation, and slapped her back: "Didn't you say you wanted to pick me up and let me wait for you in the office?"
Qin Moling: "..."
Jian Hang looked at him, and said beautifully: "If you don't have time to come, you don't need to come. I will feel sorry if I delay your work."
Qin Moling didn't answer, the car turned a corner, and he looked at the road carefully from the rearview mirror, trying to silence the conversation.
After a while, he felt that it was indeed inappropriate for him to ask her that way before, so he avoided the seriousness and said lightly, "I didn't delay my work."
The conversation resumed, Jian Hang: "It's fine if there is no delay."
She turned her head to look out the window, the night scene was quite beautiful.
The road was too short, before he could say a few words, the car stopped in front of the apartment building.
Qin Moling got off the car and sent her upstairs.
Jian Hang looked at his watch, it was past twelve o'clock, and it was not appropriate to invite him into the house.
"Wait a minute."
Jian Hang didn't close the door, and went straight to the kitchen.
Qin Moling held the doorknob to prevent the door from closing automatically, and saw Jian Hang coming over with a box of milk.
"Milk helps you sleep." She handed him the milk.
Back in the car, Qin Moling threw the carton of milk into the passenger seat, staring at the milk again and again. Jian Hang actually gave him milk, but he actually accepted it.
Qin Moling didn't drink the box of milk, and put it on the island in the restaurant when he got home.
The next day, Aunt Geng asked him if he had that carton of milk for breakfast.
Qin Moling was drinking coffee and said, "No."
Aunt Geng put away the milk, wondering, he went out dressed so formally last night, just to buy a carton of milk
Then I heard Qin Moling say, "Aunt Geng, prepare a box of that brand of milk for home."
"Okay." Aunt Geng took a picture of the milk carton with her mobile phone. It was all in English. She had to find out what brand it was.
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In the evening, Qin Moling was called back to the old house by Mrs. Qin to talk about the sports car he gave Qin Xing. He didn't understand, it wasn't the first time to give Qin Xing a car, so what is there to talk about
He still went back.
Except for the blind date, Qin Moling had never disobeyed the old man.
His mother was here today, I don't know if it was a coincidence, or grandma called him and his mother to discuss some important matter. The biggest thing for Grandma right now is his wedding.
After saying hello, grandma pointed to the sofa next to her, "Sit down." Then grandma talked to her mother again, "I think this one is also good."
Mother and grandma were reading a magazine together, and Qin Moling asked casually, "What magazine?"
Grandma held up the cover of the magazine to show her grandson, "Wedding magazine. I'm discussing with your mother where to take your wedding photos with Jian Hang."
Shen Jingyun said in her heart, I don't want to discuss it at all, you are the one who dragged me to discuss it.
When Qin Moling heard the wedding photos, he didn't answer, and got up to pour some water.
The old lady Qin shouted at his back: "Why are you going? There is tea and coffee on the table, not enough for you?"
Qin Moling: "I drink boiled water."
Mrs. Qin was helpless: "You child." She turned to her daughter-in-law and said, "I still have five magazines, let's read slowly and choose slowly."
Shen Jingyun: "..."
She really didn't want to see it.
Qin Moling came out after drinking a glass of water in the kitchen, and the magazine in grandma's hand was changed again.
"Grandma, don't you want to talk about Qin Xing's car?"
After the chat, he wanted to leave immediately and didn't want to stay in the old house.
Mrs. Qin pushed the magazine to her daughter-in-law, "You read it first."
She didn't want to talk about sports cars, she just wanted to find a reason for him to come back.
But as an elder, it is natural to justify what you say, "You are married now, you can't do what you want like before. In the future, if you give someone expensive gifts, tell Jian Hang in advance that you are husband and wife."
Qin Moling really didn't realize that he had to tell Jian Hang before, he didn't have this habit, subconsciously felt that it was unnecessary.
He nodded slightly, indicating that he would pay attention in the future.
"Nothing else, I'm going back."
"What are you in a hurry for? Come here and leave after dinner. It's rare for your mother to have time." The old lady Qin said: "I have already told my aunt that I will cook for you two."
Qin Moling had already stood up and sat down again.
It is true that he hasn't had dinner with his mother for a long time. The last time the family had dinner was with Jian Hang's parents.
Dinner is light home-cooked food, Qin Moling's father is busy, so he doesn't have time to eat a few meals at home all year round, there are only the four of them.
Old Master Qin only came out of the study when he was eating, and he didn't see Jian Hang, "Is Xiao Hang on a business trip?" He asked Qin Moling.
"No. Work overtime tonight." Qin Moling didn't know whether Jian Hang would work overtime or not.
When he said it without any hesitation, Grandpa believed it.
During the meal, Mrs. Qin kept chatting with her daughter-in-law about the art exhibition, and suddenly she changed the subject, "We elderly people are not interested in new art exhibitions, so we can't come to appreciate them. Give tickets to Mo Ling and Jian Hang, young people like immersive art exhibitions. By then You take them both to see the exhibition."
Shen Jingyun tried her best to persuade the old lady: "Mom, you and Dad should go and have a look. I used to have to go abroad to see this immersive art exhibition. After all, there is an exhibition in front of my house. It's a pity not to go."
The old lady Qin still insisted: "If both Mo Ling and Jian Hang say it looks good, it won't be too late for you to buy tickets for us."
Shen Jingyun knew that the old lady was looking for a date for Qin Moling's young couple, so she couldn't refute what the old lady said, "That's fine."
The two tickets she gave to the old lady were given back to Qin Moling after the meal.
The art exhibition will be on Saturday and Sunday this week, and Shen Jingyun bought a ticket for Sunday.
Mrs. Qin told her daughter-in-law, "You know art, take their two children there and explain it to them."
The explanation is secondary, the purpose is to ensure that Qin Moling and Jian Hang go to the exhibition.
The old lady Qin was afraid that her grandson would be obedient, so she agreed, and then turned around and gave the ticket to others. Now she can only rely on her daughter-in-law.
Shen Jingyun totally disagrees with the old lady's approach. Qin Moling and Jian Hang are not children, so there is no need to force them, because twisted melons are not sweet.
After the meal, they chatted with the two old people for a while before leaving.
When they arrived in the yard, Shen Jingyun stretched out his hand, "Can you give me the ticket?"
Qin Moling was slightly startled, not understanding what his mother meant.
Shen Jingyun said bluntly: "I know you don't want to go, when your grandma asks, I will say that you and Jian Hang have gone."
She heard that on the day her son obtained the certificate from Jian Hang, there was something wrong with Jian Hang, but the son insisted on going to obtain the certificate, at least it showed that the son did not reject this marriage so much.
Let them get used to it slowly.
Too much family involvement is counterproductive.
What Shen Jingyun didn't know was that Qin Moling had seen this exhibition abroad.
Qin Moling held the ticket and looked at it again and again, but in the end he didn't give it to his mother. Tickets are hard to come by, maybe Jian Hang hasn't seen it yet, she can go see it with her friends then.
"I'll ask Jian Hang to see if she wants to go."