When Sheng Wenjun and Yan Tong were killed, Mr. Sheng and Mrs. Sheng, as the first heirs, put the property rights of the manor under their own names.
Sheng Wenqiong was quite critical of this, but she thought that these things would still be hers after the old couple had lived for a hundred years, so she didn't fight.
Last year, Mr. Sheng moved to sell the manor and put the money into the car accident relief fund. Sheng Wenqiong tried his best to thwart it. He didn't want to end up making wedding dresses for others.
Ye Qingxin was taken aback when she saw the large black characters in the property rights transfer agreement, "This is"
"This is the manor built by your father when he was alive." Mrs. Sheng explained: "Your mother was very fond of Provence lavender at that time. Your father spent five years designing and building Provence for her. Later, the reputation of the lavender manor spread, and more and more people came here for it. Later, it gradually became a well-known tourist attraction."
"This is yours, Xinxin, what belongs to your father and should be inherited by you."
Ye Qingxin, the famous name of Oriental Provence, also knows that when she first entered school, the school sent them a guide to the tourist attractions in the capital. With her student ID card, she can enjoy a half-price discount on the tickets. The listed attractions include the Lavender Manor.
It's just that she has been running around for money and has no time to play, and she herself has no pursuit in this regard.
Seeing that Ye Qingxin hesitated, Mrs. Sheng said again: "Don't worry, you don't need to do anything when you get the manor. Someone will manage it for you. In two days, I will ask the general manager of the management department to come and meet you."
Hearing this, Ye Qingxin withdrew her gaze from the agreement and said with a smile, "There is no need to rush this matter."
Mrs. Sheng: "Sooner or later, it's all yours, same, you only need to sign and sign, and you don't have to worry about other things."
For the sake of what the old man said, Ye Qingxin didn't say anything else, picked up the pen on the table, pulled off the cap, and signed her name where the transferee signed.
"Don't say this beforehand, your aunt may not be able to accept it for a while, so don't let her know for now."
Ye Qingxin nodded, she is not a talkative person.
At nine o'clock in the evening, Jing Boyuan came back with the smell left by the entertainment.
Ye Qingxin was sitting on the sofa chair, looking at the laptop screen, with a plate of washed grapes in hand.
While looking at the computer, she stuffed the grapes into her mouth. The girl's hands were slender and white. When the thumb and index finger were holding the grapes, the middle finger, ring finger, and little finger were slightly raised in turn.
Hearing the sound of the door opening, Ye Qingxin turned her head and looked over, she put down the grape that just touched her lips, she got up and trotted towards Jing Boyuan, put her arms around his strong waist, raised her small face and said happily: "You are back."
The joy of the little girl infected the man.
Jing Boyuan supported her leaping body, with a smile in his eyes, "You have such a big belly, please be more steady." After a pause, he said again: "I don't think I smell bad."
When socializing, it is unavoidable that someone in the box smokes. After staying for a long time, the body will inevitably be contaminated with the smell of smoke.
That kind of smell is not good.
Ye Qingxin sniffed Jing Boyuan, and there was indeed a pungent smell of burning tobacco. When Jing Boyuan smoked, Ye Qingxin didn't dislike the smell of tobacco. Now that he doesn't smoke, this smell becomes unacceptable.
"It stinks." She smiled, "But I don't dislike you."
Jing Boyuan smiled, raised his hand to pinch her face, and asked casually: "What do you eat?"
Ye Qingxin: "Grapes, very sweet, do you want to taste it?"
As soon as the words fell, before Jing Boyuan could say "don't eat", Ye Qingxin stood on tiptoe and kissed Jing Boyuan's lips.
The little tongue stuck into the man's mouth, hooking his tongue.
The fresh and sweet taste in the girl's mouth was tasted by the man through the saliva.
There was a faint smell of alcohol in the man's mouth, presumably he had been drinking.
Ye Qingxin tasted the wine, and immediately pulled her tongue out of his mouth, looked at him with reproach and distress, "drinking again."
Feeling her concern, Jing Boyuan touched her face, the light in his eyes was deep and sticky, and there was a bit of warmth in his eyes, "Drink a little." His voice was gentle.
"Go take a shower and come out to eat something." Ye Qingxin left his embrace.
After Jing Boyuan entered the bathroom, Ye Qingxin opened the bedroom door and went out, ordering the servant to bring over the hangover soup and porridge she had prepared earlier.
She wasn't sure if Jing Boyuan would drink at the wine table, she just had to be prepared.
When Jing Boyuan came out of the shower, there was a bowl of porridge and a bowl of hangover soup on the round coffee table.
He walked over while wiping his hair, wearing only a pair of boxers. His tight muscles and spouting blood vessels showed a sense of masculine strength.
Ye Qingxin raised her head and glanced at him, her heart beating faster.
The man is tall and has long legs, his body proportion is close to the golden ratio, wide shoulders and narrow hips, eight-pack abs, mermaid line, full and firm chest muscles, strong and powerful arms, all the signs of a good figure of a man.
Perhaps Ye Qingxin's gaze was too direct, Jing Boyuan raised his eyelids and looked over, "It looks good"
Ye Qingxin had a momentary short-circuit in her mind, and nodded subconsciously.
Seeing her silly appearance, Jing Boyuan reached out and touched the top of her head, without saying anything, just lowered his head and continued to drink porridge.
Ye Qingxin stared at the man for a while, got up and walked over, sat down on his lap, wrapped his arms around his neck, and leaned over to kiss his lips.
There was no smell of alcohol in the man's mouth, but there was still a vague taste of alcohol in his breath, and his mouth was full of the fragrance of nourishing porridge.
Jing Boyuan kissed her cooperatively.
The collar of the kimono pajamas slid down from the shoulders, revealing the thin and smooth fragrant shoulders.
The straps of the neckline fell apart at some point, and Jing Boyuan's kisses covered the delicate skin densely.
The man's breath became rough, after kissing for a while, he let go of her and closed her pajamas.
"The 10th of next month will be the awards ceremony for the Young Fashion Designer Contest, which will be held at the Intercontinental Hotel, Boyuan. The results of the competition came out, and I won the first place."
Ye Qingxin frowned and looked at Jing Boyuan, her lips parted slightly, revealing a row of white and neat teeth.
Her gaze resembled the eyes of a child begging for praise from her parents.
Jing Boyuan smiled, put his right hand on her thigh and rubbed it, and encouraged her in the tone of an elder praising a junior: "Not bad, keep working hard."
Ye Qingxin sat on Jing Boyuan's lap with her feet off the ground, shook her legs happily, and said, "Is it really good? The results of the competition came out in the afternoon. I was notified by a phone call, so I was a little surprised."
"Well, it should be said that I can't believe it. Although Chiara helped me do the promotion, the other contestants have found well-known models and bloggers in the fashion industry, and some have found popular stars in the entertainment industry to help out. I thought my chances of winning were not great."
"So unconfident." Jing Boyuan moved his right hand to the root of her thigh, rubbing it lightly.
"It's not that I'm not confident, it's that I see the reality clearly." Ye Qingxin said: "I just see the strengths of my competitors. I can't ignore the reality and just blindly believe that I can win. If that's the case, if I don't win, I will be so disappointed. It's good now, and there are surprises in the accident."
"Connie called me in the afternoon, and I officially became Paer's fashion designer. She asked me to find a spare time to go back and re-sign the contract. She said that next season's new style will let me participate in the design. Although it will become a little busy in the future, I am looking forward to it."
"However, my grandma mentioned before that I should go to Liangyan for an internship after graduation, which seems to be a bit of a conflict."
Ye Qingxin babbled a lot, Jing Boyuan wrapped his arms around her waist, held her hand and listened patiently.
The expression on the man's face was flat, without any sign of impatience.
Hearing her speak to the end, he touched her head and said, "it's a good thing to work hard, don't tire yourself out."
Ye Qingxin leaned her face into Jing Boyuan's neck, and said with a smile: "I know, the body is the most important thing, and the baby is the most important thing."
"The award ceremony is held in the form of a reception, and the organizer requires the contestants to wear evening dresses designed by themselves. As a bonus item, I prepare"
Before she could finish speaking, her cell phone rang.
After a pause, he leaned over and took the phone from the computer, and the word Xiaoguo flashed on the screen.
It's so late, I don't know why he called.
Thinking about it, Ye Qingxin slid down the screen to answer.
"Sister." Ye Qingguo's voice was full of tears.
Ye Qingxin's heart tightened, she sat up straight, and asked with concern: "What's wrong?"
"Sister, they are going to sell me, sister Wu Xiaoguo is afraid"
"I've sold you." Ye Qingxin frowned, "What's going on, tell me slowly, who wants to sell you?"
"I overheard Uncle Huang saying on the phone that he is going to sell me, sister, I don't want to be sold, please help me"
"Don't cry first, I'll call Uncle Huang and ask if it's okay, my sister won't let him sell Xiaoguo, okay?"
After coaxing Ye Qingguo for a while, Ye Qingxin hung up the phone and immediately dialed the number of Yellow Crane Tower.
Ye Qingxin didn't believe what Ye Qingguo said about selling it. She guessed that Ye Qingguo must have heard what the Yellow Crane Tower said and misunderstood it.
The call was answered quickly.
"Mrs. Jing, what are you calling for?" Yellow Crane Tower spoke first.
Ye Qingxin didn't speak bluntly, but asked, "Does Mr. Huang have anything to tell me about Xiaoguo?"
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nbsp; There was silence for a while, and a hesitant voice came from Yellow Crane Tower: "You know that the scriptwriter asked Xiaoguo to film the movie."
"You need a screenwriter to make a film." Ye Qing was puzzled.
Yellow Crane Tower explained: "I don't know if Mrs. Jing knows Mr. Xu Yu, a famous screenwriter in the film and television industry. He has several famous TV series that are very classic, such as Fenghuo Opera Princes"
Ye Qingxin has never watched this TV series, but Jing Suosuo once chased after her. Ye Qingxin knows a little bit about being abused by her.
Ye Qingxin remained silent, waiting for the Yellow Crane Tower's next words.
Yellow Crane Tower continued: "His daughter inherited her father's career and is also a screenwriter, but she is not yet famous. She is currently preparing a movie and wants to ask Ye Qingguo to play the leading role."
Ye Qingxin laughed.
"Mr. Huang, the number one actor in the movie, your joke is a bit too much."
"It's not a joke, Mrs. Jing." Yellow Crane Tower said: "I read the script written by Xu, and Ye Qingguo played the male lead, which is a genuine performance."
"The script is about a young couple who got into a car accident. The boy suffered mental retardation due to a brain injury, and his IQ became only that of a six-year-old child. The hero in the whole story has not returned to normal. Moreover, the scriptwriter's description of the hero is very similar to Ye Qingguo, so he is very suitable."
Ye Qingxin held up her mobile phone, pursed her lips without saying a word, her slightly drooping eyelashes covered the emotion in her eyes.
She waited quietly for the Yellow Crane Tower to finish speaking, and then she said, "Are you discussing with screenwriter Xu about signing a contract tonight?"
Yellow Crane Tower was surprised, "How do you know?"
Ye Qingxin smiled, Ye Qingguo said that Yellow Crane Tower said on the phone that he would buy him, probably because Yellow Crane Tower was discussing the contract signing with the screenwriter, and he accidentally overheard, a successful signing of the contract is no different from selling Ye Qingguo.
"I wanted to call you tomorrow to talk to you, but I didn't expect you to know first." Yellow Crane Tower said again.
Ye Qingxin didn't explain anything, but said: "I will seriously consider this matter carefully. After the drama tour is over, please send Xiaoguo back to Peizhi in time."
Yellow Crane Tower: "Naturally, after Mrs. Jing thinks about it, give me an answer, so I can reply earlier and ask for a screenwriter."
Ye Qingxin gave a faint "hmm".
After hanging up the phone, Ye Qingxin opened her mouth to tell Jing Boyuan the matter, but before she could speak, Jing Boyuan said: "My suggestion is that you should give Xiaoguo a chance to develop."
Ye Qingxin closed her open mouth.
After a moment of silence, she looked into Jing Boyuan's wise eyes, "Do you think I should send Xiaoguo into that complicated circle?"
Jing Boyuan caressed Ye Qingxin's back, as if trying to calm her restless heart, "Xinxin, there is no absolutely pure environment in this society. Every circle has its good and bad sides. The sentence just now is just my personal suggestion, and the decision rests with you and Xiaoguo."
Jing Boyuan sees problems far more deeply than Ye Qingxin. Ye Qingxin's focus is only on whether Ye Qing will be harmed by the Congress, but Jing Boyuan's focus is on whether Ye Qingguo needs to grow and develop.
No matter what kind of person, everyone needs to experience something meaningful.
After a pause, he added: "No matter what you decide, I will support you."
Ye Qingxin called Ye Qingguo back, told him that Uncle Huang didn't intend to sell him, and comforted him for a while, Ye Qingxin asked him, "Xiaoguo, do you like acting? It's just playing other people, just like you stand on the stage and perform a drama."
Ye Qingguo didn't even think about it, and blurted out, "I like it."
Ye Qingxin was taken aback by the crisp tone, "Why do you like it?"
"Xiaoguo will earn chocolate by himself in the future." Ye Qingguo replied simply.
In his mind, playing someone else on stage is equivalent to owning a lot of chocolates.
Ye Qingxin: "" This self-reliance mentality, while comforting her, also gave birth to a touch of sadness.
If he is doing well, he must be a very good young man.
After hanging up the phone, Ye Qingxin got off Jing Boyuan's lap and closed the notebook.
The notebook belonged to Jing Boyuan, before using it, she called him to ask for permission.
The desktop of Jing Boyuan's laptop is very simple, with some commonly used software for office work, other than that there is no entertainment software.
Ye Qingxin was a little confused and didn't know how to make a decision.
Jing Boyuan saw that she was full of worries. The girl who always knew what she should do and what she should not do had a problem with her younger brother. He understood that she couldn't figure it out for a while, so he didn't say anything.
The two rinsed their mouths and went to bed to lie down.
The light was turned off, and the entire room could not be seen. After gradually adapting to the darkness, with the faint light coming in from the window, they could vaguely see each other's silhouettes.
Ye Qing pressed her back against Jing Boyuan's chest, feeling his strong heartbeat.
The man's breath sprayed on the side of her neck, and the slight breathing sound fell on her eardrums.
for a long time.
"Boyuan, I really can't let Xiaoguo face this complicated society, can you persuade me a few more words?" Ye Qingxin rested her chin on Jing Boyuan's forearm, letting his forearm wrap around her neck like a scarf.
Jing Boyuan wrapped one hand around Ye Qingxin's neck, and stroked her belly with the other.
Hearing this, he was silent for a while, and he said: "I have already told you everything that can be said, and the rest can only be figured out by yourself."
Ye Qingxin: ""
After another moment of silence, Ye Qingxin said, "I'm really afraid that I won't be a good mother in the future."
Jing Boyuan: "No one is born to be a parent, we all need to explore slowly, don't worry."
With this sentence, Jing Boyuan put himself on the same level as Ye Qingxin, for some reason, her messy heart suddenly stabilized a lot because of this sentence.
Ye Qingxin nodded, "Yes."
Classes the next morning.
Ye Qingxin's cell phone came in with two calls, both from the same unfamiliar number. Her cell phone was turned to silent, and she only found out that she had missed a call when she looked at her cell phone during class break.
Call back, there will be a quick answer.
"Hi, hello." Ye Qingxin spoke politely first.
"You are Ye Qingguo's older sister, right? My name is Xu Jinhuan." A soft female voice came from the other side. Listening to the voice, one could imagine that the other party must be a sweet girl.
Xu, Ye Qingxin seemed to understand the other party's identity and the purpose of calling her.
"Can we meet and have a chat?" Xu Jinhuan asked.
Ye Qingxin thought for a while and said, "Yes, I have time at noon and evening."
"Then at night." Xu Jinhuan said: "I have time tonight, see you at Bei'an Square at seven o'clock, is that okay?"
Ye Qingxin: "Yes."
Putting away the phone, Dou Weier leaned over to look in the mirror and asked, "Who are you dating?"
Ye Qingxin didn't answer, but instead asked, "I need to go to the toilet, do you want to go?"
Dou Weier looked at her wrist, "There are still five minutes to class, there is still time, let's go."
Restrooms are overcrowded.
Dou Weier pulled Ye Qingxin and squeezed into the crowd, Ye Qingxin's hands were unconsciously protecting her stomach, she was wearing a loose sweater and a large coat over it, dark clothes can well interfere with people's eyes' judgment of body shape.
As the weather got warmer, Jing Boyuan bought Ye Qingxin a lot of clothes that could cover her stomach. In addition to Ye Qingxin's own outfits, it was difficult for people who didn't know the situation to see that her big belly was hidden in her clothes.
Except for a few people in the dormitory, no one in the school should know that Ye Qingxin is pregnant.
But I don't know if it was Ye Qingxin's illusion, she found that the people in the bathroom were all looking at her stomach intentionally or unintentionally.
Ye Qingxin frowned, and soon relaxed it again, calmly waiting in line for a seat.
After queuing for a while, the person in front of Ye Qingxin finally came out, and at the same time she entered, Dou Weier entered the cubicle opposite her.
Ye Qingxin came out after using the toilet, Dou Weier also came out, the two washed their hands and went back to the classroom, turned a corner
"I just saw it clearly in the toilet. She is definitely pregnant. It looks like she is six or seven months old, and her belly is quite big."
"Ah, so the rumors are true. Ye Qingxin was really adopted and had a child."
"There's nothing strange about this kind of thing. However, when someone else is pregnant, they either hide and give birth secretly, so that they can borrow a child to take over the position in the future, or they can directly destroy it. It's good for her. She comes to class with such a blatantly pregnant belly. She is thick-skinned and courageous enough."
"Perhaps they are married."
"Go ahead and get married. Those rich old men don't have wives and children. Ye Qingxin's belly is called an illegitimate child at a good level, and a bastard at a bad level. This kind of money-worshiping woman will have no good fruit in the future. Isn't there an actress in the entertainment circle who gave birth to several children for a rich man, and she hasn't even got a marriage certificate. It's obvious that's the case, let alone a college student who is nothing."
"Oh, she is so beautiful, and there are a lot of people who pursue her. Is there any kind of rich and handsome, but I have to go this way and be a mistress for others. It's really a pity for her."
"It's a pity what's wrong with you. What people want is money. No matter how good you are, rich and handsome, how can a rich and handsome father's money attract people?"
The two girls walking in front were discussing, their voices were not too loud, and Ye Qingxin and Dou Weier behind them could just hear them.
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Put the lid on the pot and run away.
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I must be out before 12 o'clock tonight, okay