With a click, the door was locked. Ye Qingxin had just stuffed a few noodles into her mouth when she turned her head and glanced over the zipper of Jing Boyuan's trousers.
Thinking of some indescribable images, her ears turned red, and she hurriedly turned her eyes away, "I'll finish eating right away when I come back."
With one hand on the belt around his waist, Jing Boyuan stood leaning against the door frame, his eyes fixed on Ye Qingxin.
Ye Qingxin gradually became a little uncomfortable. Looking down, she saw that her collar was wide open on her chest. She quietly raised her left hand to fasten the button, and said unnaturally, "I was busy catching a plane last night, so I didn't take a shower. I just felt uncomfortable, so I just washed it with you. When I came out, I found that I didn't have any clean clothes to wear, so"
"Eat quickly." Jing Boyuan interrupted her explanation lightly, as if urging, but also as if saying casually.
"" Ye Qingxin lowered her head and ate the noodles. She ate the noodles well, but suddenly she didn't know how to eat them, and felt that any posture was a bit wrong.
After a moment of silence, she turned her head to look at Jing Boyuan again, "Can you stop looking at me like that?"
The look in Jing Boyuan's eyes at this moment made her very uncomfortable and felt uncomfortable all over.
Jing Boyuan straightened his body and walked over.
Before Ye Qingxin had time to react to what he was about to do, he had already lifted her from the sofa by his arm. A steady and powerful arm reached up to her slender waist, pushing her forward forcefully. Ye Qingxin slammed into the man's hard but warm embrace unprepared.
"Hiss..." Ye Qingxin took a breath.
"It hurts" the breasts were swollen, and the bump just now was painful.
Seeing Ye Qingxin's face in pain, Jing Boyuan's dark eyes showed distress, and he opened the distance between the two of them. He knew that breastfeeding women have troubles with breastfeeding, especially Ye Qingxin, who has plenty of milk. He raised his hand and touched it lightly, as hard as a rock.
Lifting her up, Jing Boyuan lightly put her on the bed, and then unbuttoned her shirt on her chest.
Ye Qingxin looked at the ceiling, the crystal lamp above her head reflected the appearance of the two of them at this time, she could even hear the man swallowing, her ears were slightly warm.
The pain gradually disappeared.
Ye Qing couldn't help but raised her hand to touch the man's hair. His hair was well-groomed, and the collar of his shirt was crisp and white, spotless.
I don't know how long it has passed, but things that were considered serious at first have become unreasonable.
The man's lips were a little hot, kissing the girl's delicate neck, Ye Qingxin closed her eyes, in the darkness, all the senses were concentrated under his lips, when the man's tongue pounded into her mouth, she hugged his neck, her legs wrapped around his thin waist consciously.
Breathing gradually became chaotic, Ye Qingxin felt the hot kiss on her body, remembering his calmness and calm at the beginning, she couldn't help but slander, what a man who is good at putting on airs.
Ready to go, Ye Qingxin took out the box of Durex that she bought on the way from under the pillow.
Jing Boyuan reached out to take it, tearing off the plastic seal while looking at his little wife who was lying on her back, a trace of refined interest flashed in his eyes, and his voice was low and hoarse: "Come prepared."
Ye Qingxin rubbed her toes on the man's abs, "I wanted to surprise you, who knew that you didn't have the enthusiasm you expected when you saw me. I really suspect that you don't miss me at all these days when I'm not around."
The girl's voice was full of resentment and coquettishness.
Jing Boyuan tore open the bag, finished it, reached out and patted Ye Qingxin's buttocks hard, "Would you like it, I'll let you know."
Outside the door, Luo Feng came to the general manager's office with a pile of documents. Secretary-General Mi saw him and stood up from his seat, "Mr. Jing has something to do inside. I can help you to tell Assistant Luo if you have anything." As he spoke, his gaze fell into Luo Feng's arms, "I want to pass these on to Mr. Jing for you."
"Someone is talking inside." Luo Feng looked towards the closed office door.
Secretary-General Mi thought of Boyuan opening the door in the future and saying that no one would be allowed in, and smiled: "Madam is here."
Luo Feng was stunned for a moment, and immediately looked at Secretary-General Mi with a clear face. He put a bunch of documents in his hand on her desk, and said, "Then I won't bother you. I will sign these for Mr. Jing later."
At this time, the lounge was full of wind and clouds.
The fighting did not stop until the sun set to the west.
Ye Qingxin lay on the pillow, buried her hot face in the pillow, Jing Boyuan pressed tightly on her body, the weight of the man made her feel a little suffocated.
The room was quiet, only the two of them were panting lowly, Ye Qingxin felt a heartbeat in her back, heavy and violent, like a small hammer hitting her back, again and again.
Jing Boyuan gently pecked at the back of her neck, the sweat was sticky where the two touched.
At the junction, the aftertaste is still there.
"I saw the video." A muffled voice came from the pillow, "I thought you'd forgotten about it a long time ago, but I didn't expect you to remember it."
Saying that, Ye Qingxin turned her head, and looked at her husband's handsome face behind her from the corner of her eye, her brows and eyes had the charm left over from when she was in love, "Bo Yuan, it's good to have you."
Jing Boyuan turned her over, kissed her lips and grinded them carefully, Ye Qingxin responded emotionally.
The ups and downs in her heart gradually calmed down. Ye Qingxin picked up the men's steel watch next to the pillow and looked at it. It was past five o'clock, "I want to see grandma and grandma."
Mrs. Yan is still in the hospital. Mrs. Sheng is not in any serious health condition, mainly due to psychological problems. She was discharged from the hospital yesterday and returned to the Sheng family to take care of her.
Jing Boyuan got up and got out of bed, picked up Ye Qingxin and went to the bathroom, "I'll accompany you."
The two packed up, Jing Boyuan walked in front carrying the suitcase, Ye Qingxin followed him out of the office door.
"Mr. Jing, this is a document sent by Assistant Luo not long ago, and you need to sign it." Actually, it was a long time ago when Secretary-General Mi glanced at Ye Qingxin from the corner of her eye.
She knew that her proprietress gave birth to a baby in early August, and judging by the situation, the battle should be fierce.
"Put it on my desk." Jing Boyuan's voice pulled back Secretary-General Mi's thoughts, and she nodded, "Okay."
Jing Boyuan took Ye Qingxin's hand, "I have to go back first, and you should leave work earlier if there is nothing to do here."
Secretary-General Mi was grateful: "Thank you Mr. Jing, Mr. Jing and Mrs. go slowly."
Jing Boyuan took Ye Qingxin directly to the parking lot on the first floor, and got in the car. Ye Qingxin remembered what he had gained from this trip to Paris, looked at Jing Boyuan and said, "The clothes I released this time actually made the headlines of French fashion newspapers, which surprised me, and I always feel unreal."
Jing Boyuan turned the steering wheel and drove the car out of the underground garage smoothly.
"Afterwards, many media outlets reported on j&y, and many buyers placed orders with me. The organizer is starting mass production, making j&y really a clothing brand."
Speaking of this, Ye Qingxin had some thoughts in his heart.
j&y, it is said to be taken casually, but it is not really very casual, let’s say it is hard, but it is not so hard.
j&y, jing&ye, the format imitates the letters on the sapphire necklace left by Yan Tong and Sheng Wenjun.
In order to make the clothes more fashionable and high-end, the organizer specially asked someone to help Ye Qingxin design a logo, which looked very similar.
Thinking of this, Ye Qingxin's previously faint thoughts became clearer.
"You said, should I strike while the iron is hot and turn j&y into a real clothing brand?"
Jing Boyuan held the steering wheel steadily with both hands, looked over, and said in a calm and indifferent tone, "The timing is not right."
Ye Qing looked at him puzzled, "What do you mean" means disapproval
"You know how to start a clothing brand. To create a brand, you must register a company. You know how to run a company. You haven't graduated yet, and you are still breastfeeding. How much energy can you devote to running the company?"
Three questions in a row made Ye Qingxin's surging heart subside instantly.
That's right, she doesn't understand the operation mode of brand clothing companies at all, and even in clothing design, she has only designed less than a hundred works, and her experience is really lacklustre.
There is also schoolwork and the little ones to juggle.
She had always dreamed of creating a clothing brand like Pear, opening a store in a mall, and going to Fashion Week.
It's just that a successful man like Jing Boyuan should hope that his wife can take care of his husband and children and take care of the family for him
Jing Boyuan caught a glimpse of Ye Qingxin's sad little face from the corner of his eye, and spoke again: "I said this not to object to your establishment of a clothing brand. You are still young, and the most important thing right now is your studies. To do anything, it is most important to lay the foundation. Only when the foundation is laid, can the road ahead be solid."
"You can take it with you during your studies to learn how to create a brand and how to run a company. You are now working at Pear Studio, which is a good learning opportunity. If you don't understand anything, you can directly ask Mr. Shen for advice. I think she will be happy to teach you."
"If you have made sufficient preparations, you will be able to get twice the result with half the effort when you create a brand in the future."
Ye Qingxin looked at Jing Boyuan, his eyes sparkled, and after a moment, he nodded heavily, "Yes."
Jing Boyuan treated her well, but he didn't raise her in the direction of a greenhouse flower that doesn't weather the wind and rain. She should be thankful that the man she married could not only give her absolute protection and tolerance, but also have an open mind to raise her.
Jing Boyuan took Ye Qingxin to the hotel for dinner before driving to the hospital.
Mrs. Yan has been transferred to the VIP ward. When the two arrived, Wang Lita was peeling apples for the old man.
Seeing Ye Qingxin, Mrs. Yan, who was leaning on the bedside, was overjoyed, and immediately burst into tears.
"Sir and wife are here." Wang Lita got up and moved to the side.
Old Man Yan sat on the other side of the hospital bed.
"Grandpa, grandma." Ye Qingxin first greeted the two elders, then held Mrs. Yan's hand, her voice choked up, "Grandma, are you okay?"
Mrs. Yan's face was haggard, her white hair became snow white, without a single black hair, and the wrinkles on her face were deep.
"Xinxin, grandma just loves her dearly. My Tongtong went there when she was so young. In the past eighteen years, I never thought that her death was not an accident. I'm sorry for her. Tell me, Xinxin, how can I have the face to see her in the future? I don't have the face to see her. No wonder she never came to see me before. She must be blaming me for not avenging her."
The old man burst into tears, Ye Qingxin was infected, and her heart felt uncomfortable.
"No, grandma, my mother must not want to make you too sad, so she dared not come to see you, she loves you so much." Ye Qingxin sat down on the edge of the hospital bed, tightly holding the old man's hand, her eyes flushed.
"Don't cry, Xinxin just came back from abroad, don't bother her." After finishing speaking, Old Man Yan got up and walked towards Jing Boyuan who was sitting on the sofa.
"Yes, yes, grandma was negligent. Don't cry, Xinxin, and grandma won't cry either." Mrs. Yan wiped away her tears and said to Wang Lita: "The apples were peeled and didn't give to Xinxin to eat."
"Have you had dinner, Xinxin?"
Ye Qingxin took the apple and handed it to Mrs. Yan, "I just came over after dinner, I can't eat it, you can eat it."
"I just had dinner too, and I can't eat." Madam Yan's appetite was lacking.
Ye Qingxin picked up the fruit knife on the bedside table, cut the apple into two pieces, handed one piece to Mrs. Yan, and said, "We each have half."
Madam Yan smiled: "Okay, half of each person."
Ye Qingxin sat with the old man for a while, and found that the old man coughed from time to time.
Before leaving, she asked Wang Lita quietly, and Wang Lita said that it was caused by her weak health. After taking the medicine prescribed by the doctor, she was already much better.
Ye Qingxin was not at ease, and told Wang Lita several times to take care of her carefully, and to call if there was anything.
Wang Lita nodded in response, seemingly unintentionally, and looked up at Jing Boyuan.
Ye Qingxin was worried about Mrs. Yan's health, so she didn't notice Wang Lita's look.
When I came out of the hospital building, it was dark outside and the street lights were dim.
"Bo Yuan, I'm very worried about grandma's condition."
He even vomited blood, at such an advanced age, that vomit is no small matter.
"As the elderly grow older, they will have various physical problems. If you can no longer be filial to the elderly in the future, you don't have to be too sad. Everyone will have that day."
At first hearing these words, it seemed to be comforting, but Ye Qingxin always felt that something was wrong, Jing Boyuan seemed to be giving her a vaccination.
"Boyuan, do you know that grandma is in poor health?"
When Ye Qingxin asked this question, she fixed her eyes on Jing Boyuan's eyes, trying to see something from his eyes, but the man's eyes were very calm, without the slightest ripple, she really couldn't see anything.
"Don't think about it." Jing Boyuan raised his hand to clasp Ye Qingxin's bare neck, kneaded it twice, and said, "Let's go to the old house of the Sheng family."
Ye Qingxin was still a little puzzled, but she didn't ask any more questions. The two walked to the emergency building, turned a corner, and ran into Cheng Ruyu head-on.
Cheng Ruyu was wearing a white coat, with a stethoscope hanging around her neck, holding a folder in her hand and walking forward with her head down, her expression seemed to be distracted, and she bumped into Ye Qingxin and Jing Boyuan without realizing it.
"Doctor Cheng." A familiar female voice pulled him back from his thoughts.
Looking up, seeing an acquaintance, Ye Qingxin's familiar smile immediately bloomed on her face, "Come and see Grandma Yan"
"Yeah." Ye Qingxin smiled, "Doctor Cheng still has to raise his head when he walks, it's bad if he bumps into someone."
Cheng Ruyu smiled, did not respond to this sentence, but said: "I have something else to do, I won't talk to you more, see you later."
After saying this, Cheng Ruyu brushed past the two of them and walked to the inpatient department behind.
Ye Qingxin looked back at his back, Cheng Ruyu seemed to have something on her mind.
Walking to the open-air parking lot, Ye Qingxin's cell phone rang.
Answering the call, Song Jiu's voice came over with excitement, "Xinxin, I'm in the top ten."
After the three little ones were full moon, Song Jiu didn't return to City T, saying that he was going to participate in a singing competition, so Ye Qingxin lent her the house in the upper courtyard of Sihe.
"Congratulations." Ye Qingxin smiled. Song Jiu liked to sing since she was a child, and had always dreamed of becoming a singer. Song's mother was reluctant to let her go too far away from home, and she never let go. After all, she let her come out to fulfill her dream.
"Are you still in Paris?" Song Jiu asked.
"You already called my domestic mobile phone number, and you asked me if I was in Paris." The mobile phone card Ye Qingxin used couldn't be used abroad, so she got a temporary card there, and she sent the number to a few people she often communicated with. After returning to China, she had already changed back to the domestic card on the way to Pauway Group.
"That's right, I forgot." Song Jiu smirked twice, and said, "I'm going to practice singing, and when I win the championship, I'll treat you to some delicious food."
"Then I'll wait for your treat." Ye Qingxin hung up the phone with a smile, turned her head to look out the car window, and the bustling night scene of the capital receded smoothly in her eyes.
Everyone is fighting for their dreams.
Arriving at the old house of the Sheng family, they were having dinner there, and Mr. Sheng asked the servants to serve two sets of bowls and chopsticks.
There were only the old couple in the restaurant, and it looked a bit deserted, Ye Qingxin couldn't say the words that he had eaten, so he and Jing Boyuan sat down quickly, and had another meal with the old couple.
"Did Xinxin just return to China this afternoon?" Mrs. Sheng looked at Ye Qingxin lovingly.
Ye Qingxin looked at Mrs. Sheng. In just over half a month, the old man had aged a lot, and there was sadness and grief in her eyes. Even though she tried her best to conceal it, she still couldn't hide it all.
Her son, who had been dead for eighteen years, suddenly told her that his son's death was not an accident, but that his own daughter killed him.
The atmosphere at the dinner table was quite warm, and no one mentioned that matter.
"The plane leaves at one o'clock." Ye Qingxin replied with a smile, "I came back in a hurry, but I forgot to bring gifts for grandma and grandpa."
At that time, she was eager to return home, she only wanted to see Jing Boyuan soon, so she didn't have other thoughts.
"You came to see me just after you came back. It's more pleasing than any gift." Mrs. Sheng took a piece of pig's foot and sent it to Ye Qingxin's bowl, "Eat more."
"Grandma, you can eat too." Ye Qingxin put a piece of fungus for the old man. The old man has high blood pressure, so eat more fungus to lower blood pressure.
After eating, the four of them moved to the sofa in the living room, and the servants were busy clearing the dining table.
"Where are my cousin and uncle?" Ye Qingxin asked.
"Ah Xin is with friends at night, and Yu Wei is at the company." Mrs. Sheng replied.
During this time, those two people avoided the house on purpose. When the old couple saw them, they couldn't help thinking of what Sheng Wenqiong had done.
Mrs. Sheng couldn't help crying, "The biggest mistake in my life was that I was born with such an evil. Wen Jun is her own younger brother. I admit that I have been biased towards their siblings. Wen Qiong has been strong since childhood, and has a bad temper. I prefer Wen Jun, who is sensible and smart, but this has reached the point where she needs to kill her own brother."
There are many children in the family, and many parents are unable to serve a bowl of water peacefully, especially when the children's strengths and weaknesses are too different, it is even more difficult to treat them equally.
"The murderer provided evidence that she paid for the murder. She still pleaded not guilty. If Yu Wei hadn't come forward to testify, she might still be defending herself."
Upon hearing the words, Old Master Sheng looked at Mrs. Sheng, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes that were not very clear in black and white.
As a father, he knows very well what kind of virtue his daughter has. Sheng Wenqiong has ambitions, but has no skills, let alone courage, lack of intelligence, and is easily deceived by others.
Before Sheng Wenqiong was taken away by the police, she kept shouting that she was bewitched by Yu Wei and made the mistake. Mr. Sheng didn't think she said that because she was in a hurry to take revenge on Yu Wei.
He also saw Yu Wei's ambition for so many years.
"Grandma, the matter is over and the murderer has been punished, don't be sad anymore." Ye Qingxin comforted the old man while holding the old man's hand.
"She deserves to become as virtuous as she is now." Mrs. Sheng spat hard with tears in her eyes, hating and feeling distressed at the same time.
According to the news from the police, the murderer named Chen Ke confessed that when he took over Sheng Wenqiong's business and designed to kill Sheng Wenjun's family, he took the money given by Sheng Wenqiong and flew away. Five million in eighteen years was not a small sum.
More than ten years later, Chen Ke started a company in foreign countries as a partner, which was not bad. Later, due to poor management, the company went bankrupt and was heavily in debt. In the end, he had nowhere to go and smuggled back to China.
Originally, Chen Ke didn't expect to come to Sheng Wenqiong, but met Sheng Wenqiong accidentally on the road. When he saw Sheng Wenqiong, he seemed to be afraid of seeing him, and immediately a shortcut to get rich came into his mind.
But he didn't expect Sheng Wenqiong to be ruthless enough, so he directly asked someone to kill him to silence him, but the result was that the people sent by Sheng Wenqiong not only failed to kill him, but were knocked unconscious by him with a stick, tied up and thrown into the river.
Then there was revenge against Sheng Wenqiong.
If Sheng Wenqiong hadn't listened to Yu Wei's words and found someone to kill people to silence her, the retribution would not have come so quickly.
Yu Wei's backlash was even more unexpected.
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