Seeing Jing Boyuan's resolute and calm back, Mr. Jing's fingers trembled with anger.
The stubborn temper of his grandson is the same as when he was young
Back then, his family members did not approve of him marrying Sun Keyin in every possible way, and tried every means to force him to marry the daughter of a family friend. His late mother did not hesitate to threaten her with death. He never bowed his head, and was even charged with being unfilial and heartless, and insisted on marrying his beloved woman.
Recalling the past, Mr. Jing sighed slowly while leaning on his crutches, as if he had aged a lot for a while.
It's all fate, he also has to experience his mother's difficulties back then.
a long time.
Mr. Jing got up and walked out of the entrance door of the western-style building. On the open space in the yard, his former guard, Qu Zheng, was dragging the water pipe to wash the car. Now he is his full-time driver.
"Is the old man going out?" Qu Zheng turned to ask Mr. Jing.
Mr. Jing nodded: "Go to the hospital."
On the way to the hospital.
Qu Zheng has been with Mr. Jing for decades, and he knows the affairs of the Jing family very well. He also knows what happened to the Jing family in the past month or so. During this period, most of what Mr. Jing did was handled by him.
Seeing that Mr. Jing's face was not very good-looking, thinking of Jing Boyuan who left the old house not long ago, he could understand what happened in his heart, and smiled in relief: "A Yuan is very similar to you. When you were young, you were so serious and stubborn. We were all afraid of you at that time."
Mr. Jing didn’t say a word, and Qu Zheng said again: “Actually, A Yuan is also very anxious when the old lady is like this. Didn’t he invite an expert from the United States who is very accomplished in the field of awakening vegetative people two days ago? He also hopes that the old lady will wake up soon. I heard that the American expert is quite famous in the world’s medical circles, and he is also high-profile. Those rich people in the Middle East who want to invite him to see a doctor have to make an appointment at least one month in advance. A Yuan must have paid a lot of money to invite him here so quickly.”
"You, don't be angry. If you get angry, you will feel distressed when the old lady wakes up."
Mr. Jing laughed amused by Qu Zheng's tone.
When we arrived at the hospital, the old American doctor with white beard was giving Mrs. Jing a wake-up treatment.
Mr. Jing watched quietly from the side. After waiting for about an hour, a set of treatment was completed. The white-bearded Yankee spoke fluent American English and told Mr. Jing some daily care methods for vegetative people and how to wake them up.
Although this Yankee has a big air and makes people feel arrogant, he is very responsible. He repeats these words tirelessly every day and tells his family members to cooperate.
After the doctor left, Mr. Jing sat beside the hospital bed, holding Mrs. Jing's wrinkled and age-spotted hands and caressing them carefully, as if treating a treasure. After a long time, he said slowly: "Ke Yin, I tried my best. Our grandson has the same virtue as when I was young. Whoever he likes, he puts all his energy into marrying him. I can't do it by coercion or temptation."
"Ke Yin, wake up quickly, if you don't have a great-grandson, you won't have one. We don't care about those little things that cry all day long. Don't you like the wisteria tunnel in Japan? Every April, I will take you there, okay? We live there from the flowering period to the end of the flowering period, and walk under the wisteria every day."
"Ke Yin, old man, I miss you a lot"
Every woman probably wishes to have such a love, from the face of peach blossoms to the back of yellow hair, he always has me in his eyes, and only me.
the other side.
Jing Boyuan left the old house and drove to University B. Halfway, he received a call from Luo Feng.
After closing the line, he stopped the car and remained silent for three seconds, then turned the car around in the turning lane in front and drove to Pauway Group.
The car stopped at the gate of Bowei Group, and as soon as he got out of the car, Luo Feng came forward, "Boss Jing, you have a good suspicion, those two little nurses"
Before Luo Feng finished speaking, Jing Boyuan raised his hand to signal him to silence, Luo closed his mouth, and when he entered the general manager's office and the office door was closed, he continued: "Those two little nurses reported the wife's physical condition, probably at the behest of Zhao Youjia, and they stared at him for more than two months. Today, one of them finally couldn't help but look for Zhao Youjia. In less than half an hour, Zhao Youjia's account was transferred 500,000 yuan, and the receiving account was the little nurse who went to find him."
When Cheng Ruyu made a point, he asked someone to investigate who spread the news that Ye Qingxin was unable to conceive, and found two young nurses. Jing Boyuan had an intuition that the matter was not that simple. After further investigation, he found that the two young nurses had a relatively close relationship with Zhao Youjia, the young attending physician of brain surgery.
Jing Boyuan vaguely remembered seeing this person at the Yan family's banquet.
Investigate Zhao Youjia again, and found that he is the illegitimate son of Gu Xingde's elder brother and Gu Jiao's cousin.
Jing Boyuan has seen too many admiring eyes since he was a child, no matter how secretive the other party is hiding, he can see through it at a glance.
How could Gu Jiao's little thought about him be hidden from his eyes.
"And this, this is what our private detective found by hacking into Zhao Youjia's phone. Zhao Youjia once used an anonymous phone card to send this photo to Yu Qingyou's phone."
Jing Boyuan turned his deep eyes, and looked at a photo that Luo Feng handed over. In the photo, the background was at the entrance of the B-ultrasound room of Jinghe Hospital. Jing Boyuan was protecting Ye Qingxin in his arms.
Send to Yu Qingyou
Jing Boyuan's eyes narrowed slowly, shooting out a dangerous light.
At first, he only thought that someone who had a good relationship with Qingyou Yu disclosed the marriage between him and Ye Qingxin to Qingyou Yu. He asked Jing Fan, and Jing Fan faltered and admitted that she had told Qingyou Yu about this on the phone, and Jing Boyuan didn't think about it deeply.
Unexpectedly, the appearance of Yu Qingyou back then was all intentional.
Jing Boyuan quickly connected things together and figured out a general idea.
He didn't move Zhao Youjia before, one was that the two little nurses guarded Zhao Youjia tightly, and always insisted that he had no intention of talking about Ye Qingxin, and Jing Boyuan had no evidence; the other was that Jing Boyuan and Zhao Youjia had met face to face, it was not a simple character, the city was very deep, Jing Boyuan didn't want to startle the snake, instead of letting him be vigilant and hide in the dark and shoot arrows, it's better to just put him under his nose and stare at him.
one more move
Jing Boyuan sat behind the executive desk, his muscular body leaning against the back of the boss chair, his long legs crossed, he held the photo in one hand, his fingers curled up slightly in the other hand, his knuckles tapped rhythmically on the solid wood tabletop, his squinted eyes were sharp and deep, and his breath was chilling.
"One more thing." Luo Feng looked at his boss's gloomy expression, took a step back involuntarily, swallowed, and said, "Our detective found a room in Zhao Youjia's house, and the walls were covered with pictures of Gu Jiao. Aren't he and Gu Jiao cousins
After listening, Jing Boyuan's lips curved into a smile that was not a smile.
The rhythm of the knuckles tapping on the solid wood tabletop becomes slower and longer.
Looking at his appearance, Luo Feng couldn't help but took another step back.
At this moment, there was a knock on the door outside.
Jing Boyuan pursed his lips lightly, Luo Feng glanced at him, turned his head and said loudly: "Come in."
Qu Qi pushed the door open, holding a folder in his hand, striding towards Jing Boyuan, his face could not hide his joy, "Mr. Jing, Dongfang Press Group has acquired it. Here is the contract and authorization letter."
Jing Boyuan did not participate in the whole process of this acquisition, and Qu Qi was solely responsible for it.
The commercial newspaper that published Bowei's beauty and good news before, belongs to the Oriental Newspaper Group.
"For this acquisition, we invited a lot of financial journalists to the scene. I believe that tomorrow, the headlines of the financial pages of major newspapers will be the news that Pauway Group has acquired Oriental Press Group. Once this news is reported, the entire newspaper industry will be trembling for a while. In the future, we will see who dares to publish news about Pauway without the consent of Pauway." Qu Qi is a little proud.
He just likes his own boss's method of buying people's groups at the slightest disagreement.
The most direct and effective, and the most effective way to scare chickens and monkeys.
"Heh." Luo Feng sneered after talking about this, "I think Dongfangfu is old-fashioned, thinking that with the support of the old man, he can be unscrupulous. Now he regrets so much that his intestines are green. I don't know which toilet to hide in and cry."
Dongfangfu is fifty-seven this year and is the founder of the Oriental Press Group.
Jing Boyuan sat casually on the boss's chair, and didn't say a word to the slightly proud words of the two subordinates. After a long time, when the two finished speaking, he glanced at Luo Feng, and said calmly: "I want a detailed list of who the old man has been in contact with during this time."
Luo Feng was a little puzzled about the purpose of his boss's move, but he didn't ask any further questions, and nodded respectfully in response: "Yes".
After the two subordinates left, the office door was closed, and Jing Boyuan did not work. He stood up and walked to the glass wall. Through the bright glass, he looked down at the commercial scenery around Boway.
There are many high-rise buildings and prosperity, and three-fifths of the territory belongs to Boway and him.
After a long time, Jing Boyuan lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, lit some ash on the side of his leg, put his other hand in his trouser pocket, and his calm posture showed the success and stability of a man.
It's time to let the elderly know that the world today is dominated by young people.
It was the next afternoon that Ye Qingxin found out about Boway's acquisition of Oriental Newspaper.
In the afternoon, there were no classes in the first and second quarters, and classes only started in the third and fourth quarters. She and Dou Weier went to the library to read books to pass the time.
She didn't deliberately seek information about Bowei.
Well, well, she admits that she deliberately pays attention to Boway's developments. Since the news that Boway's beauty is about to come out has been published, there should be some other continuous reports in the follow-up.
She flipped through today's major newspapers, and the headlines in the financial section were all dominated by the news that Powerway Group had successfully acquired the Oriental Press Group.
She remembered that the newspaper that Wen Zeyan handed her last night seemed to be issued by Dongfang Newspaper. For a moment, she seemed to think of something, and read carefully one by one. Sure enough, Dongfang Newspaper privately published news about Bowei and his beautiful face, which angered Bowei, and Boway carried out retaliation.
Ye Qingxin took a sip of hot water with her thermos cup in her hand, her heart was warm, and there was a hint of sweetness coming out, the haze in her heart seemed to be blown away by a gust of wind, and suddenly the sun was shining brightly.
What Jing Boyuan did was clearly using an alternative method to refute the rumors. From this point of view, the previous news was not instigated by Jing Boyuan.
That is Mr. Jing.
"Why are you smirking?" Dou Weier looked back from the video of the catwalk show, and saw Ye Qingxin's smiling face like a flower.
Ye Qingxin tidied up the newspapers, opened a fashion magazine, and said, "It's nothing."
Dou Weier's eyes were sharp, and she had already seen the word Bowei flashing by. She took the newspaper and opened it. After reading it, she couldn't help but sigh with emotion, "No wonder you are so happy. The Oriental Newspaper Group is one of the best big brothers in the newspaper industry. It was so easy for your big boss to take over. He is so rich. If this is my man, I can wake up laughing in my dreams."
Ye Qingxin pursed her lips and smiled, but said nothing.
One side is sunny and sunny, and the other side is cloudy and rainy.
Huang Weijuan, the manager of Liangyan Group, was so angry that she wanted to kick over the coffee table.
"This Jing Boyuan is slapping the pretty face." She said angrily, "Didn't the old man say that he could persuade Jing Boyuan? Yesterday the newspaper published the news of the marriage of Bowei's beautiful face. Today, the entire newspaper group has been bullied. This Jing Boyuan is simply defiant. He doesn't take our Yan family seriously."
Huang Weijuan grabbed the stack of newspapers on the coffee table, threw them hard, and scattered them everywhere with a clatter.
Gu Xingde was sitting behind the executive desk smoking a cigarette, and his expression was not much better.
Gu Xingde has no business acumen, nor is he capable of managing the company. Over the years when he took over the Liangyan Group, the company's performance has been declining year by year. It looks good on the outside, but it is actually just an empty shell, and it is almost ruined by him on the inside.
That's why Huang Weijuan and He Su'e tried to persuade Gu Jiao to marry Jing Boyuan. He knew that the chance of success was very small, but he still had a glimmer of hope and acquiesced.
Gu Jiao sat on the sofa, biting her lip, wanting to cry.
What Jing Boyuan did was not only slapping pretty face, but also slapping her face.
The outside world may not know how to see her jokes now.
"Cry, cry, cry, cry, cry, you say I raised you so big, how did you raise such a waste, you can't even catch a man's heart, it's not as good as Ye Qingxin, that wild girl who came out of the ravine"
Huang Weijuan was so angry that she couldn't choose what to say.
Seeing his daughter's distress, Gu Xingde couldn't help reprimanding Huang Weijuan, "Okay, don't talk about the child, you don't know who Jing Boyuan is, and he is so easy to manipulate. I can't even match one percent of his means in the business field these years. Today's situation, I have foreseen."
Huang Weijuan immediately aimed the cannon at Gu Xingde, "You have foreseen why you didn't prepare early, and now you are being humiliated like this, what face will I have to go out to meet people in the future?"
Gu Xingde didn't bother to pay attention to her roar, and turned to Gu Jiao and said: "Don't be sad, two marriages, one of them doesn't want to, and tries to break it up. It's not uncommon in wealthy families, and outsiders won't say anything about you. I discussed the engagement on New Year's Day with Mr. Jing Lao, and I will invite some respected seniors to witness it. Even if Jing Boyuan disagrees, it won't change the fact of your engagement."
"I wanted to invite some reporters to the scene, but if Jing Boyuan comes, I'm afraid no newspaper will dare to publish it."
Gu Jiao is not as optimistic as Gu Xingde, if that man is so easy to deal with, then she has already dealt with him all these years ago, so it doesn't take so much effort.
Huang Weijuan calmed down, took a sip of tea, and said with a sneer, "Jing Zong really raised a good son with a lot of means."
night.
As soon as Jing Zong returned to the old house, a stack of newspapers fell over.
He stepped aside, looked at the source of his anger, and asked with a smile, "Dad, what's wrong with you?"
Mr. Jing poked the ground hard with his cane, "Look at the good deeds of the good son you taught."
Jing Zong picked up the newspaper and immediately saw the news about Boway Group’s acquisition of Dongfang Newspaper Group. He has been busy with the affairs of his department recently, and he has no time to pay attention to business news. However, such things as Boway’s acquisition of other groups happen frequently, so what’s the big deal
After reading the news, not only did he not follow Mr. Jing's anger, but he praised: "This kid has two skills, and he has the courage of my youth."
Snapped
He was greeted by Mr. Jing's cane.
"You all want to piss me off, don't you?"
Jing Zong rubbed his arms and sat down on the sofa, "Dad, Ah Yuan expanded the group, why are you angry?"
Mr. Jing blew his beard and stared, too angry to speak.
Qu Zheng explained from the side: "The old man wanted A Yuan to marry the daughter of the Gu family, so he finally found a newspaper group that was willing to release the news of the two marriages. A Yuan bought the Ren newspaper group the next day with great fanfare. Today, the headlines of all the newspapers' financial sections are the news of this acquisition."
Jing Zong understood, glanced at the very angry old man, held back some words in his heart, and said with an expression of sympathy: "This Ah Yuan, it's too much, he dared to confront you like this. Don't worry, I'll call him and teach him a lesson."
The phone rang five times before answering.
"A Yuan, how could you bully your grandpa like this? It's too much next time, take it easy next time, did you hear me, you should be busy, hang up"
Before he finished speaking, the crutch hit his back again.
"You bastards, you are not a good thing, get the hell out of me!"
Mr. Jing couldn't hear Jing Zong's perfunctory, and suddenly he had the illusion that he was a loner. Of the three sons, one was absent, and the two were ignored. Poor him, he is in his eighties, and he still has to fight wits and courage with his grandson who is in his prime.
"Don't get out" in a blink of an eye, seeing the eldest son who was sticking around, couldn't help but yelled again.
Jing Zong lowered his indifferent expression, and said seriously: "Dad, you are from here. I heard that you turned against the family because of my mother. Why did you let Ah Yuan suffer the setbacks you suffered in the past? You are old-fashioned. What if you don't have a son? Don't you have three girls from the third family? It's really impossible. When they get married, let one of them give birth to a boy with Jing's surname, and take him back as a great-grandson for you and Mom."
Mr. Jing sat down on the sofa and stared at Jing Zong, "It's easy to say, if you can wake your mother up, I won't take care of these bad things."
Jing Zong: "Didn't Ah Yuan invite an American expert to come over? My mother's situation won't get better in a day or two. Don't worry, take your time."
It's snowing again, and the wind blows the snowflakes dancing wildly.
Time is alluring, luxurious boxes.
Jing Boyuan put away his phone, stood in front of the window and looked out of the window in silence, Cheng Ruyu called him behind him, "Boyuan, hurry up, it's your turn to play the cards."
The few people haven't had a good get together for a long time, Cheng Ruyu organized a game tonight.
With a cigarette in his hand, Jing Boyuan took the coat off the rack and casually put it on his forearm, saying: "I have something to do, let's go first."
"What's the matter, one or two of you have left, and you still can't play anymore." Cheng Ruyu pushed the cards in front of him, and said in frustration, "Linyuan was just called away by his sister-in-law, and Ji Fan was hooked away by some little girl. You have to leave now, three missing one, what do you want us to do?"
Jing Boyuan glanced at Cheng Ruyu lightly, ignored him, and stretched out his hand
Press the cigarette butt into the ashtray, turn around and leave.
Cheng Ruyu: "What's wrong with this one or two?"
Xiao Yan, who was not very talkative, said: "People without wives naturally don't understand the world of wives."
Cheng Ruyu cast a disdainful glance at Xiao Yan, "It sounds like you have a wife." After a pause, he suddenly said with great interest: "But having said that, so many things have happened in the Jing family during this period, it's like filming a TV series. I heard that Grandpa Jing is going to engage Bo Yuan with that Gu Jiao on New Year's Day. I don't know how Bo Yuan plans to break this situation. Hey, it will be exciting if you all go and see it then."
Xiao Yan snorted coldly, but didn't answer.
Cheng Ruyu was very dissatisfied with his expression, "What do you mean?" Turning to Yu Gengxin, he said, "Are you going or not?"
Yu Gengxin played with the metal lighter, raised his eyelids and glanced lazily at Cheng Ruyu, "Do you think my identity is suitable for that kind of occasion?"
Cheng Ruyu suddenly lost interest, and slumped lazily into the soft chair: "It's really boring."
Jing Boyuan came out of Time Allure, driving on the streets of the capital city where the snow was falling heavily.
The car drove all the way to University B, parked the car, and he got out of the car and walked into the gate. The campus was empty after eleven o'clock in the middle of the night, and it was eerily quiet.
Stopping in front of a girls' dormitory building, he didn't hold an umbrella, and a thin layer of snow fell on his body.
It was already past the time to turn off the lights, and the whole building was pitch-black, only the duty room on the first floor was lit.
The man's deep eyes looked through the snow curtain layer by layer, and finally stopped on a certain window. In the closed balcony, there were several clothes hanging, but the color and style could not be seen clearly. The outline of one of them could be seen as a down jacket worn by Ye Qingxin.
He lit a cigarette, took a puff, and exhaled slowly, suddenly feeling extremely peaceful.
After an unknown amount of time, when he returned to the car, Jing Boyuan took out the photo taken by Mr. Jing from the storage compartment, and took out the lighter from his pocket. Before lighting it, he suddenly smiled, flicked the lighter with his wrist, and casually threw the photo and the lighter into the storage compartment.
The day before Christmas Eve, Dou Weier took Ye Qingxin to the shopping mall, saying that she wanted to buy a gift for her benefactor He Jifan.
Ye Qingxin was also thinking about buying a gift for Jing Boyuan, and followed Dou Weier for a long time, and fell in love with a men's coat, dark gray, with a straight style and a calm fashion, it was different from the style she saw last time, but it also moved her heart.
I looked at the price, five thousand eight hundred and eighty-eight.
Judging by Ye Qingxin's consumption level, it is very expensive.
She didn't know what size clothes Jing Boyuan wore. The clothes in his closet didn't have any brands or labels, so they were all custom-made. Seeing that Jing Boyuan's figure and height were almost the same as the models in the store, Ye Qingxin asked for the model's size.
Dou Weier bought a belt for He Jifan, which cost tens of thousands.
On the way back, Ye Qingxin found a courier company and sent the coat to Bowei.
Dou Weier rolled her eyes, "It's only a few dozen minutes' drive from here to Bowei, and you are in a hurry to send it there now, and you still have to send it. This is your interest."
Ye Qingxin smiled but said nothing, filled out the delivery form, watched the staff pack the clothes together with the bag, and then paid and left with confidence.
Dou Weier didn't know what happened to her recently, and she didn't plan to say it.
The two had dinner at a home-cooked restaurant outside the school. Seeing Ye Qingxin eating two bowls of rice in a slow manner, Dou Weier was a little surprised, "Xinxin, what's wrong with you recently, you are good at eating."
Ye Qingxin wiped her mouth and said jokingly, "I may have to grow again."
Dou Weier: "" Suddenly thought of something, she asked Ye Qingxin: "Are you going to Shanghai in two days?"
Ye Qingxin replied: "Well, the 27th and 28th are fashion shows, so I have to go to the rehearsal two days in advance and leave the day after tomorrow."
"Tomorrow's Christmas Eve, shouldn't we have a candlelight dinner with your big boss or something, and let's say goodbye by the way."
Ye Qingxin: ""
When Jing Boyuan called in the evening, Ye Qingxin wanted to say that she had sent him clothes, but she swallowed the words.
At noon the next day, she received a bouquet of roses and a letter.
The familiar font in the letter reads:
as you wish.
wait for me.
Wait until I take care of everything.
Ye Qingxin read these thirteen characters over and over again, and the corners of her mouth couldn't restrain herself from rising.
She stuffed a note in the coat pocket yesterday, on which was written the eight characters that Jing Boyuan had written to him: Every year, day and night.
His "as you wish" was responding to her words, and his "waiting for me" was giving her a promise and comfort.
There are still twenty-three days before the January period.
Ye Qingxin suddenly missed that man very much, and really wanted to see him now.
Thinking so in her heart, she really went out of school and took a taxi to Pauway Group. She didn't know if Jing Boyuan was in the company, but when she went to the first floor of Pauway, she was told by the front desk that Jing Boyuan was not there, and the front desk didn't know where she went.
Probably because of the role of Mrs. Luo Feng last time, the two receptionists were extremely respectful and polite.
Coming out of Bowei, Ye Qingxin glanced at the residual snow in the flower bed, and slowly let out a breath of stale air, the hot air was atomized in the cold air, she walked to the edge of the flower bed and sat down.
The entrance of the group was empty, with the wind blowing from all directions, and the cold air hit people, she wrapped her scarf tightly, did not call Jing Boyuan, and just sat there with her hands tucked away.
After an unknown amount of time, three black cars stopped at the gate of Bowei, and a few men in business attire got off.
When Jing Boyuan got out of the car, he saw the little girl sitting at the door of his company.
The way she shrank her neck and shrunk her hands looked extremely pitiful.
Seeing him, the girl's eyes lit up, she stood up immediately, and took a step forward, as if she wanted to come over, but immediately retracted her stepping foot, and looked at him with a pair of big black and white eyes.
Seeing her like this, Jing Boyuan unconsciously smiled, and said something to the people around him, and everyone left one after another and entered the company.
Only then did Ye Qingxin trot forward, and threw herself into the man's arms.
There was tenderness in Jing Boyuan's eyes, regardless of the fact that it was at the door of the company, he reached out to catch her, his voice was stained with tenderness, "What's wrong?"
Ye Qingxin buried her face in his arms and said sullenly, "I miss you."
Jing Boyuan pulled away the little girl who was hugging his waist tightly, "How long have you been sitting here, why don't you go in and it won't be cold?"
Ye Qingxin shook her head, "I won't go in, I don't want to delay your work." She glanced at the black Cayenne, "Can I go to your car?"
Jing Boyuan's unfathomable eyes just looked at her like this, Ye Qingxin's face gradually blushed under his gaze, her brows and eyes were filled with the embarrassment of a little girl, she bit her lower lip, and she whispered: "I want to kiss you, it's not good to go upstairs to waste time, it's not good to affect here, it's convenient to go to the car."
The man stared deeply into her eyes, his voice suddenly became low, and his tone was non-negotiable: "Go to the office and have dinner together tonight."
Ye Qingxin grabbed the clothes at his waist with both hands, and asked with her long eyelashes hanging down, "Does this count as breaking the agreement with Grandpa?"
Jing Boyuan pinched her face, which felt delicate and moist, and said with a smile: "Since you appeared in front of me, you have already violated the agreement, and you still care about breaking more."
Ye Qingxin thought about it, and it was the same reason. She stretched out her hand to hold Jing Boyuan's arm, but then realized that she was in the company, so she let go of her hand and followed behind him quietly and obediently.
Jing Boyuan sent her into the office, and went to the conference room for a meeting.
When I came back two hours later, I pushed open the door and scanned the office with deep eyes, but I didn't find the little girl. Just at this moment, there was a loud cheer from the entertainment room.
Jing Boyuan smiled, walked over, and casually threw the document in his hand on the coffee table.
In the lounge, on the indoor golf course, Ye Qingxin was holding a golf club in both hands, gesturing to hit the golf ball in front of her into a hole not far away, her posture was not standard to an insider, but when she heard footsteps, she turned her head to look over, with a somewhat embarrassed expression, "I don't know, just for fun."
Jing Boyuan stepped forward, hugged her from behind, and helped her adjust her posture.
The man's mature body odor and breath enveloped Ye Qingxin. His embrace was firm and warm, giving him a sense of security. Ye Qingxin was a little absent-minded, her ears were warm, and she didn't listen to what Jing Boyuan said.
"That's it, try it." Jing Boyuan said, and let her go.
Ye Qingxin's mind suddenly went blank, as if she didn't listen carefully in class and was suddenly called by the teacher to answer questions.
She pursed her lips, put down the golf club, rubbed it into Jing Boyuan's arms, and said coquettishly: "I won't play anymore, I'm sure I can't play as well as you, so I don't want to play around with the ax." Then, she wrapped her arms around the man's neck, "I'm done."
Jing Boyuan supported her slender waist.
The room was well heated, Ye Qingxin took off her down jacket, inside was a loose white sweater, and she wore tights on her legs, her figure was well-proportioned.
Gently stroking the girl's waist with his big palm, he said with a smile: "Work is never over."
Before the words fell, Ye Qingxin kissed her lips, and her little tongue shamelessly slipped into the man's mouth.
Jing Boyuan was stunned for a moment, and then turned his back on the guest.
Ye Qingxin was pushed down on the green carpet by him, and both of them were a little emotional, but when they were about to communicate further, Ye Qingxin's stomach groaned in disbelief.
Jing Boyuan paused for a moment when he kissed her neck, and looked up, there was a clear smile in his dark eyes, "I'm hungry"
Ye Qingxin blushed and nodded.
Jing Boyuan touched Ye Qingxin's hair with a smile, got up from her, pulled her up, straightened her messy ponytail, and said, "Take you to dinner."
The black Cayenne stopped at the entrance of a western restaurant.
Today's Christmas Eve, every shop window is decorated with Christmas trees, and there are Christmas discounts and promotions everywhere. Western festivals are slowly penetrating into the lives of the people.
Ye Qingxin took Jing Boyuan's arm and entered the restaurant. Unexpectedly, Gu Jiao and Zhao Youjia were also there, and they were sitting by the window. It was obvious that Gu Jiao had seen Ye Qingxin and Jing Boyuan a long time ago, and her gaze had been on the two of them. Her gaze was quite calm and kind.
Seeing Ye Qingxin looking over, Gu Jiao got up and walked over gracefully, her smile still had a comfortable arc and depth, "Xinxin, what a coincidence."
Ye Qingxin unconsciously leaned closer to Jing Boyuan, snuggled up to him like a bird, and she herself didn't realize that she was swearing ownership of the man beside her to outsiders. She looked at Gu Jiao with a calm and indifferent gaze. She didn't have a villain's success, and she didn't have a love rival who was particularly jealous when she met her. She smiled and said, "Sister Jiaojiao, long time no see."
Gu Jiao glanced at Jing Boyuan, and said to Ye Qingxin: "Today's Christmas Eve, there are too many couples out on a date, there are no boxes, and there are no seats outside, why don't we sit together."
The waiter is also saying that there is no place, so we have to wait.
Jing Boyuan glanced across the restaurant, ignoring Gu Jiao's suggestion at all, turned to Ye Qingxin and said, "Change to another."
Seeing Jing Boyuan ignoring her like this, Gu Jiao turned pale.
Ye Qingxin glanced at Zhao Youjia, she had some impressions of this man, she saw him and Gu Jiao arguing at the hospital gate before, the point is, the way he looked at her made her feel hostility, and there seemed to be no danger.
It's not the sense of danger that this man is not easy to provoke, but the sense of danger that he has bad intentions for her.
Ye Qingxin smiled, and said to Gu Jiao: "Okay, but will it disturb you and your friends?"
Gu Jiao was overjoyed, her heart beat faster, and she hurriedly replied: "Of course not."
Jing Boyuan glanced at Ye Qingxin, but said nothing.
The four sat down.
Ye Qingxin sat next to Gu Jiao, and Jing Boyuan sat next to Zhao Youjia.
Ye Qingxin and Jing Boyuan ordered a meal, while waiting for the meal, Ye Qingxin pretended to be ignorant and asked Gu Jiao: "Sister Jiaojiao, this is your boyfriend."
Gu Jiao's smile froze for a moment, and she said, "I forgot to introduce you, this is my eldest brother, Zhao Youjia, I don't need to introduce this one, my elder brother knows it, Bowei Jing Boyuan, this is Ye Qingxin."
After introducing the three of them, Gu Jiao summoned the waiter and ordered a bottle of red wine.
The waiter opened the red wine, Gu Jiao stood up and wanted to pour it for Jing Boyuan, but before Jing Boyuan could say anything, Ye Qingxin blocked Gu Jiao's pouring motion with her hand, "Sister Jiaojiao, he has a bad stomach and doesn't drink."
Ye Qingxin's tone and posture were very similar to a wife caring about her husband's body. The old god Jing Boyuan was sitting on the ground without saying a word, as if obeying Ye Qingxin's arrangements.
Gu Jiao was stunned for a moment, withdrew her hand, and fell in love with Ye, "Then drink it heartily."
Ye Qingxin declined with a smile, "Sister Jiaojiao, I don't drink too much."
Even when both of them refused her to pour the wine, Gu Jiao's face was a little ugly, but she quickly adjusted and poured half a glass for Zhao Youjia who was opposite, jokingly and playfully said: "They don't drink, it happens to be cheaper for the two of us, we can drink a bottle."
Zhao Youjia looked at Gu Jiao's somewhat forced smile, and said in a deep voice, with a displeased voice: "Jiaojiao's intentions are good, why both of you are so out of touch."
Jing Boyuan smiled lightly: "I have a bad stomach, and Xinxin is allergic to alcohol. Mr. Zhao is thinking about the income of Jinghe Hospital."
The man's casual tone was full of oppression from the superior, Zhao Youjia turned his head to look at Jing Boyuan, and took a sip of red wine from his goblet.
Seeing that the atmosphere was about to freeze, Gu Jiao smoothed things over and said, "It's because I didn't think carefully, and I forgot that Xinxin can't drink. By the way, Xinxin, are you going to Shanghai the day after tomorrow? I also participated in this young designer competition. Let's go there together the day after tomorrow, okay?"
Ye Qingxin replied ambiguously: "Let's see again."
The waiters served the food quickly.
Everyone lowered their heads to eat, and the table was a little quiet for a while.
The corner of Ye Qingxin's mouth was stained with sauce, Jing Boyuan reached out to help her wipe it off gently, his tone was gentle and doting, "Eat slowly, no one will grab you."
Ye Qingxin raised her head and smiled at him, Jing Boyuan reached out and touched her head lovingly.
Mature old man, beautiful young wife.
Gu Jiao came up with this idea somehow, and the harmonious and warm scene in front of her eyes was extremely dazzling.
She clenched the goblet tightly in her hand, took it up and drank it in one gulp, then poured another glass.
Before she knew it, after a few glasses of wine, her mind was a little confused.
"Jiaojiao, don't drink." Zhao Youjia frowned and looked at Gu Jiao's obviously wrong expression, and reached out to snatch her bottle.
Ye Qingxin ignored Gu Jiao's gaffe beside her, and Jing Boyuan finished their meal calmly, checked out and got up to leave.
Back in the car, Ye Qingxin said bluntly, "Does that Zhao Youjia have a grudge against me?"
Jing Boyuan started the car, and asked calmly, "Why do you say that?"
"I can't tell. I accidentally saw him with Gu Jiao before, and I felt that he looked at me with a bit of hostility. Could it be because of Gu Jiao's injustice?"
Jing Boyuan didn't answer but instead asked: "So you agree to have dinner with them at the same table"
Ye Qingxin didn't deny it, and said, "I just want to take a closer look."
"What was observed"
"He was very kind to Gu Jiao, but I refused Gu Jiao's wine, and he seemed very displeased. His hostility towards me is probably because Gu Jiao likes you, and you like me." Ye Qingxin said, looking at Jing Boyuan's handsome and resolute profile.
"You're praising me." Jing Boyuan smiled.
Ye Qingxin leaned over and kissed the corner of his lips, and said with a smile, "Yes, yes, I'm praising Mr. Jing for his boundless charm."
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Introduction:
She took off her military uniform and hid in the back house, vowing to kill the evil and take revenge, and change her identity to fight for the best. It's just that she didn't understand why two people who hated each other became a couple in this life.
There are three nos to power.
One cannot exceed the rules.
Two can not be close.
Three can not climb the bed.
Shu Jinyi snorted coldly: "What can I do if I can't climb the bed?"
Master Xiang looked serious: "I can't do anything to you, I can only love you"
Black-bellied power vs. reborn female general. In the previous life, she disguised herself as a man and turned the black-bellied power into a repressive power. In this life, she is a cold couple.
small theater:
Boss: Second and third, the old man said he doesn't care about our little things.
Second child: I won't let him hug me in the future.
Third child: Can't change one trick
Second child: Smelly and piss on him.
Third child: