The atmosphere in the lounge suddenly became warm and harmonious.
Ye Qingxin's sweet voice of "grandma" directly entered Mrs. Jing's heart.
Mrs. Jing's slightly cloudy old eyes were filled with water mist, and she said "Ah" very solemnly and loudly.
The more she looked at Ye Qingxin, the more she liked her from the bottom of her heart.
She is Jing Boyuan's grandson, and the task of spreading the branches and leaves for the Jing family is all on him alone, but who knows that she waits and waits, Jing Boyuan has never had any intention of getting married, and he has never even had a woman, so anxious that she gets angry during the day and wipes tears at night.
She was once worried that there was something wrong with her eldest grandson, and hinted that Jing Boyuan should go to the hospital to see him, but Jing Boyuan pretended not to understand, and she had nothing to do with him.
Ye Qingxin's appearance was simply her savior. All she dreamed at night was that Ye Qingxin gave birth to her big fat grandson, and she woke up several times with a smile.
Moreover, Ye Qingxin is good-looking, good at studying, soft-tempered but not soft-tempered, sensible and polite, knows how to advance and retreat, except for her bad background, there is nothing else to say, she is no worse than those so-called famous ladies and ladies, she is a lovely little girl.
Mrs. Jing stared at Ye Qingxin's face, the more she looked at her, the more she smiled.
Seeing that the affection between the two was out of control, Jing Boyuan raised his hand and glanced at his watch, and interrupted, "Grandma, you and grandpa have been tired for half a day, go back and rest earlier."
As he spoke, he took out his mobile phone and made a call, and told the driver of the old house to drive the car to the hotel entrance.
After putting away the phone, he got up, "Let's go, grandma, I'll take you downstairs."
Ye Qingxin reached out and took the egg from Mrs. Jing's hand, "I'll do it myself, you and grandpa can go back and rest."
Mrs. Jing really felt a little tired and didn't insist, "Well then, just roll yourself out, and grandma will go back with grandpa first."
Ye Qingxin got up and wanted to follow her to see off the elders.
Jing Boyuan gave him a look, and ordered: "You stay."
Ye Qingxin: ""
Mrs. Jing suddenly remembered something before leaving the door, turned her head and said to Ye Qingxin and Jing Boyuan seriously: "Don't take measures in bed. If you hear it, get married quickly. I will bring it to you after birth. I guarantee that it will not affect the world of the two of you."
Ye Qingxin and Jing Boyuan: ""
Mr. Jing coughed twice in embarrassment, "Okay, don't worry about the children's affairs."
Mrs. Jing suddenly became unhappy, "Could it be that you don't want to hug your great-grandson? Wait until my great-grandson is born, and you won't be allowed to hug her."
Mr. Jing: ""
As if thinking of something again, Mrs. Jing said: "Why don't you two get the certificates first, anyway, Xinxin has reached the legal marriage age, as for the wedding Xinxin, does your family know about your affairs? Pick a time for Ah Yuan and his father to visit your house?"
Jing Boyuan interrupted at the right time: "Grandma, it's getting late, go back, I have my own arrangements for this matter."
Mrs. Jing nodded, "Then you have to hurry up and marry Xinxin back home as soon as possible, so I can feel at ease."
Jing Boyuan sent the elders downstairs, and just as he was about to leave the door, Jing Si came over, and Ye Jundong was chatting with a few men in the lounge area of the lobby.
"Dad, Mom, you guys are going back now. I haven't been back to your place for a long time. Can you let me stay at your place for a few days? Jundong is going to Shanghai on a business trip tonight. Xiaolin went to the summer camp with his classmates. I'm bored at home alone."
Mrs. Jing laughed, "Look at what you said, you are my daughter, can I not let you go home?"
Jing Si glanced behind Jing Boyuan, and asked casually, "Where is Xinxin?"
Jing Boyuan faded back: "Upstairs."
Jing Si said in an elder's educational tone: "Ah Yuan, I can understand that this little girl is young and ignorant, but today is a good day for mother, no matter what, you can't conflict with the distinguished guests at this time, and make people see a lot of jokes. You can't let her go, you have to teach her well when you go back."
Jing Boyuan's expression didn't fluctuate, he just looked at Jing Si like that, his calm eyes gave people a strong oppressive force, "The aunt thinks what Xinxin should do, don't fight back when she scolds, let others step on the Jing family's head to show off her might"
Jing Boyuan lightly escalated his personal conflicts to family conflicts. It was a matter of the family's face, so naturally he couldn't let it go and let others step down on the Jing family.
A dark look flashed across Jing Si's eyes, and he said with a sneer, "Of course not."
She has been immersed in the officialdom for many years, and she has a deterrent aura, otherwise she would not be able to suppress those old fritters, but in front of this junior, she always feels weak, and she is easily intimidated by him by his calmness.
The sun at two o'clock in the afternoon was particularly vicious.
Watching the two elders get into the car, Jing Boyuan turned around and wanted to go back upstairs, but Ye Jundong came out from inside and called him: "A Yuan."
"Uncle." Jing Boyuan greeted him politely but alienated.
Ye Jundong nodded, and with the hand holding the cigarette, he squeezed out a cigarette from the cigarette case and handed it over.
Jing Boyuan reached out to take it, took out the lighter from his trouser pocket and lit it, the two stood at the gate and smoked like this, the sun outside was very close to them, and they were sweating in a short while.
for a while.
Jing Boyuan said lightly, "Uncle, if you have something to say, say it."
Ye Jundong took a puff of the cigarette, tapped the body of the cigarette with his middle finger, "You are serious about Xinxin"
Jing Boyuan swept over with his deep eyes, and his tone was unclear: "Uncle is very concerned."
Ye Jundong laughed softly, "It's not about caring, I just want to say, Xinxin is a hard-working child, and a good child, you should treat her well."
After all, that little girl called him Dad for nearly seven or eight years. She still remembered that she had just come to their house and was only three years old. She had been sick for a long time before recovering, and he had taken care of her day and night.
In the next few years, he also liked her a little bit. She was smart, beautiful, sensible and well-behaved since she was a child. Such a child can easily capture the hearts of adults.
It's just that at that time he didn't know how to express his love for the child, and because his beloved first love was abused by another man all day long, and his son was the son of Zhou Qiaoqiao and another man, he couldn't always feel better.
Later, before his first love died, his first love told him that Zhou Qiaoqiao was the culprit who caused their separation back then. He hated him so much that he didn't even have any liking for Ye Qingxin anymore. He just felt that the house was so dirty that it made him sick.
After leaving T City, he was still like a walking dead, and he was in a trance every day, not knowing what he was going to do, until he met a woman who looked exactly like his first love, and his heart revived in an instant.
I saw Zhou Qiaoqiao some time ago, and after returning home, he always dreamed about the past, messy and everything, but in the end, the picture would always freeze at the scene of Ye Qingxin running towards him with a bright smiling face when she was a child, calling him Dad.
Ye Jundong's thoughts drifted away, and Jing Boyuan's deep and alienated voice sounded in his ears, "Don't bother uncle to worry about this, I will naturally take good care of my people."
Ye Jundong nodded.
Jing Boyuan said: "I still have something to do, so I won't accompany uncle."
Ye Jundong still nodded, looking thoughtful.
Jing Boyuan copied his pocket with one hand, and walked into the elevator with a cigarette in his other hand.
The elevator went up to the fifth floor and stopped. There was a stylishly dressed young lady standing outside. She was not going to come in, but her eyes touched the man standing in the middle of the elevator, she paused for a moment, and walked in.
The elevator doors slowly closed.
The lady leaned towards Jing Boyuan calmly, then turned to face him, with a smile on her lips, a little shy, and stretched out Bai Shengsheng's hand, "Mr. Jing, my name is Liu Shushu, and I'm Liu Jia's daughter. We met at the reception a week ago, do you still remember?"
Liu Jiajing Boyuan remembers that he was in the building materials business and had cooperation from time to time.
His eyes fell on Liu Shushu's face, and he nodded slightly at her, remaining polite, but turned a blind eye to the hand she stretched out in front of him.
Embarrassment flashed across Liu Shushu's face, but she soon laughed again. Just as she opened her mouth to say something, the elevator door opened with a ding.
Jing Boyuan walked past her directly, striding out of the elevator.
Liu Shushu froze for a moment in embarrassment, then raised her heel.
In the lounge.
Ye Qingxin was chatting with Gu Jiao when Jing Boyuan opened the door and came in.
Seeing him coming back, Gu Jiao immediately stood up and said goodbye, "I'll leave first if someone is with you. You need to apply an ice pack to your face, and it will recover soon."
Ye Qingxin nodded, "Thank you, sister Jiaojiao."
Gu Jiao smiled, "Let's go." Then she nodded to Jing Boyuan, picked up her handbag and walked towards the door.
After leaving the lounge, she closed the door behind her backhand.
At this time, Liu Shushu just followed Jing Boyuan's footsteps into the banquet hall. The banquet hall was in a mess and the staff were cleaning it up.
Gu Jiao stared at Liu Shushu who was panting slightly, and walked towards her and asked, "Shushu, why are you here?"
Liu Shushu looked around, "I, I'm looking for someone"
Gu Jiao looked back at the closed lounge door, "Look for Jing Boyuan"
Liu Shushu's eyes lit up first, and then she dodged a little, "You, you saw him."
Seeing her like this, Gu Jiao understood everything in her heart. It was probably another peach blossom under Jing Boyuan's suit pants. Gu Jiao smiled and opened the door of the lounge: "I see, I just talked with his fiancee inside. Why, you have something to do with him."
Liu Shushu was taken aback, "fiancee"
Gu Jiao's smile became brighter and brighter, "Yeah, a beauty like a fairy, you and I add up to a thousand, and you can't compare to one of her toes. Jing Boyuan is like a treasure, you want to find him, go in, they are here
in. "
Liu Shushu lowered her head and meditated for a moment, then smiled coquettishly, "It seems inconvenient for me to go in this way, so what, I suddenly remembered that I still have something to do, so I left first."
Gu Jiao looked back at the door of the lounge again, her eyes dimmed, she turned her head and smiled again: "It just so happens that I'm going downstairs too, together."
She just cut off a peach blossom in Jing Boyuan like this lightly, not knowing whether it was for Ye Qingxin or for herself.
In the lounge.
Sitting on the sofa, Jing Boyuan stared at Ye Qingxin's red and swollen face with deep eyes for a while, then raised his hand to touch it, but stopped when there was a slight difference, and changed to brushing the broken hair on her cheek.
"It still hurts"
Ye Qingxin grinned and shook her head.
Jing Boyuan's thin lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but the sudden vibration of the mobile phone disturbed his words, he took out the mobile phone to check it, hung up and put it aside.
"Why didn't you answer?" Ye Qingxin asked.
"An unimportant phone call." Jing Boyuan stretched out his hand and pulled her into his arms, and raised her thin chin with his fingers, "You are so hard on yourself."
At that time outside the bathroom, he knew that Ye Qingxin's injury was not caused by others.
I still remember when I first met her and saw her being molested by a young man with a Mohican haircut in front of the bus stop, she easily broke the young man's wrist, with that neat technique and ruthlessness, how could those pampered young ladies be her opponents.
Ye Qingxin sneered, "The situation was urgent at the time, I was busy pretending to be pitiful and sympathetic, I didn't care so much, next time I will pinch it lightly." After a pause, she suddenly remembered something, and asked, "Did you know from the beginning that I made this face by myself and grandma, her old man seems to have seen through it early in the morning."
Jing Boyuan said: "I don't know how grandma saw it, but I know that my heart is not so easy to be bullied. Even if I want to be bullied, it is you who bully others."
Ye Qingxin was hesitant, "But, do you think that I am a man with a deep city, a lot of tricks, and a savage?"
Jing Boyuan held the back of her neck with his right hand, stroked the tiny hairline at the hairline with his thumb, and said in a soft and gentle voice, "I'm at ease if you do this, I don't have to worry about you being bullied by others."
After a moment of silence, he said again: "No matter how barbaric you are, in front of me, why don't you obediently let me manipulate you."
For some reason, these words sounded inexplicably ambiguous in Ye Qingxin's ears, her ears felt hot, and she glared at Jing Boyuan.
Jing Boyuan smiled, raised her chin again with his fingers, and looked at her face carefully. The smile on the corner of her mouth gradually faded away, his brows slightly tightened, and he said in a somewhat forceful tone: "Don't let yourself get hurt again in the future."
Ye Qingxin pouted her lips and said, "I don't want to either. It's just that I beat four people at the time. If they get into trouble after they come back, even if it's their fault, as long as their parents catch me beating someone, I will be irrefutable, and I will implicate you all."
Jing Boyuan stared closely at Ye Qingxin's eyes, and said word by word: "Xinxin, you have to trust me."
Under his gaze, Ye Qingxin's heartbeat suddenly accelerated.
His eyes were deep and viscous, like the surface of a calm deep sea, making it hard for people to see what kind of danger was hidden under the surface calm, but inexplicably, while her heart beat faster, her heart felt peaceful.
You have to believe me is a promise.
Promise to protect her well.
Ye Qingxin wrapped her arms around Jing Boyuan's neck, kissed his thin lips, and said with a smile, "Okay, I will leave it to Mr. Jing to protect me from now on."
Jing Boyuan was amused by her witty words, and subconsciously raised his hand to pinch her cheek, but he stopped in time and pinched her earlobe instead.
Ye Qingxin's earlobes are small and soft, tender and smooth to the touch, very comfortable.
"All the guests outside have left, when shall we go back?"
Jing Boyuan hugged her, kissed her lips like a dragonfly, "Go home now."
The two walked out of the hotel side by side, and the doorman had already driven the car over.
Not long after the car was on the road, Ye Qingxin suddenly remembered something. She was going to move to the rental house she rented with Dou Weier before. Now that it's summer vacation, she doesn't have to worry about money for the time being. The next month or so will be An Anxin making the ready-to-wear for the competition.
"Bo Yuan, let me tell you something."
Jing Boyuan controlled the steering wheel with both hands, and he hummed lightly upon hearing this.
"Tomorrow, I want to move to Tailin Farm. Wei Er and I rented a house there."
Before the words finished, Jing Boyuan turned his head to look at her, and interrupted her: "Are you notifying me, or are you discussing with me?"
Notification and consultation are two completely different concepts.
Ye Qingxin vaguely understood what he meant by asking this question. If she said it was a discussion, he would probably say no. After thinking about it, she said, "I've already made a decision, I just want to let you know."
Jing Bo was silent.
Suddenly something was wrong.
Ye Qingxin noticed that the breath around Jing Boyuan was slightly heavy. After thinking about it, she explained: "Wei Er and I both participated in the fashion design competition sponsored by Liangyan Group, and the finals will be over a month away. We must make the ready-made garments of the entries before the finals. The two of us can help each other when we are together."
"Besides, there is a zero-cloth market near the Tailin Farm, so it is more convenient to buy materials."
Jing Bo was silent.
Ye Qingxin reached out and pulled Jing Boyuan's suit sleeve, and said in a pitiful voice, "Boyuan"
quite a while.
Only then did Jing Boyuan speak calmly, "I can't make anything you need in Nanshan Villa, I'll ask Aunt Zhang to buy it for you, and if you want to go to the cloth market, you can ask Master Lu to send it to you."
Ye Qingxin let go of his sleeve, and turned to play with the lighter in the storage box, "But, what about Wei'er, we can help each other solve any problems we have together, the time is tight, this can save some time, besides, there is no one who lives together without getting married."
She always cared about it.
This is the reserve that a girl should have.
Jing Boyuan stretched out his right hand to hold Ye Qingxin's little hand playing with the lighter, "Then get married."
The tone was still light, as if what he said was not a major event in life, but a very common thing.
Ye Qingxin stared at Jing Boyuan's face for a few seconds, and saw that his face was normal, his eyes were calm and deep, and he really couldn't tell whether he said this sincerely or casually.
After a while, Ye Qingxin laughed, "I haven't graduated yet."
Then there was a lengthy silence.
Neither of them opened their mouths again, Ye Qingxin didn't mention moving out, Jing Boyuan didn't mention the marriage again, as if it was just a few chats between the two of them, once the talk was over, it was over.
The car drove into the villa just after three o'clock in the afternoon, and a young lady came out of the house. She looked about twenty-four or five years old, wearing an apron, her hair was all up, and she was wearing a short-sleeved shirt and cropped pants.
She smiled and shouted respectfully in the direction of the car: "Mr. is back."
Ye Qingxin asked Jing Boyuan: "She is"
Jing Boyuan replied: "Servant, I just finished my maternity leave."
Ye Qingxin suddenly remembered that when she first came here to work as a part-time worker, Aunt Zhang seemed to tell her that a maid named Xiaojing was on maternity leave, and it was probably this person.
Seeing Ye Qingxin get out of the car, Xiao Jing smiled and called out: "Miss Ye."
Ye Qingxin nodded to her, and said with a smile, "Hello."
After entering the living room, Ye Qingxin looked in the direction of the kitchen in doubt, "Where is Aunt Zhang?"
Xiao Jing replied: "Aunt Zhang has something to do at night, so I'm leaving first. I'll make dinner for my husband and Ms. Ye tonight, and my husband knows about it."
Ye Qingxin looked at Jing Boyuan, Jing Boyuan unbuttoned his suit, nodded, walked over and grabbed her belt, she sat down in front of the sofa, turned and told Xiao Jing: "Bring two ice packs, and two towels."
Xiaojing's movements are very neat, her legs are also diligent, but after a while, she came over with a towel and ice pack on a tray.
Jing Boyuan wrapped two rolls of the ice pack with a towel, pulled Ye Qingxin down on his lap, and carefully applied the ice pack to her face, "Does it hurt?"
Ye Qingxin grinned: "It doesn't hurt."
Jing Boyuan frowned slightly, and lightly poked the red and swollen part of her face with his index finger, causing Ye Qingxin to gasp in pain.
She stared at Jing Boyuan accusingly.
Jing Boyuan supported the two ice packs with one big hand, and brushed away the broken hair on her forehead with the other hand, his movements were gentle and loving, "Just say it hurts."
Ye Qingxin was stunned for a moment, and immediately a warm current flowed through her heart.
She just looked at him like this, not knowing what to say for a moment.
He could always see through her disguise easily.
Since she was ten years old, she has learned to support a home with her thin shoulders, and she has learned to keep everything in her heart, not to mention pain or tiredness, and it has become a habit now.
Jing Boyuan followed the hair beside her ear, "Xinxin, there is milk for a crying child. In front of me, you don't have to be so strong."
Ye Qingxin's heart warmed, and she understood what he meant, but she smiled and said, "Then I'm crying now, does Mr. Jing have milk for me?"
I don't know which nerve in Jing Boyuan was stimulated by these words, Ye Qingxin saw his eyes darken suddenly, and the hand that ran along her hair moved to the neckline of her dress, "If you want to eat, I will have it."
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Uncle and Xinxin are sticky together all day long, and Mouyao is going to let them live separately, so they will be very enthusiastic and intense if they meet once in a few days.
But we won't be separated for too long, because the uncle's urinating nature, I can't stand not sleeping with my wife at night.
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