After Yu Gengxin finished speaking, Yu Qingyou cried even harder.
Sheng Wenqiong was heartbroken, and Chaoyu Gengxin said fiercely: "Your sister is crying like this, and you are still talking sarcastic!"
Yu Gengxin shrugged and closed his mouth. He wanted to wake up this stupid and persistent girl, well, it had the opposite effect.
Sheng Wenqiong stroked Yu Qingyou's back lightly, and said, "Hey, don't cry, I'll help you find a solution for you and A Yuan."
Yu Qingyou raised her tearful eyes, "Mom, he doesn't like me, what can you do?"
Sheng Wenqiong: "I'll go to the Jing family mansion tomorrow."
Yu Gengxin disagreed, "Mom, don't mess around. It's not like you don't know what kind of person Boyuan is. If he doesn't want to, the sky will fall and he won't be able to force him. Don't in-laws fail to form a relationship, and the relationship between the two will be frozen."
He originally wanted to say that Jing Boyuan seems to have someone he likes, and let his mother die completely. After thinking about it, he should forget it. If his mother can't think about it alone, it will be even more troublesome if Jing Boyuan finds out about trouble with the little girl.
Sheng Wenqiong gave her son a gouged look, "Just take care of yourself."
Yu Gengxin: "..." Well, he talks too much.
Let's talk about Ye Qingxin and Jing Boyuan.
The two left the cafe, and Jing Boyuan sent her directly to school.
The two of them didn't speak during the journey, the car was filled with silence, Ye Qingxin sat quietly in the back seat of the car, looking out the window at the bustling street scene receding smoothly.
The sun gradually slanted to the west, and the golden sunlight slanted across the entire city.
"Does your hand still hurt?" Jing Boyuan asked suddenly.
Ye Qingxin was stunned for a moment, then looked down at the back of her hand, the makeup artist applied concealer on her, it looked smooth and delicate.
"It doesn't hurt anymore." In fact, it still hurts a little, but she is used to saying it doesn't hurt.
Then there was silence again.
The phone rang suddenly.
It was Ye Qingxin.
She took out her mobile phone and looked at it. The bank account information was 30,000.
The mood did not become easier because of the money, but more dull.
She took advantage of the wrong people.
Out of the corner of my eye, a bank's signboard slipped past my sight.
Ye Qingxin calmed down and said, "Mr. Jing, I want to withdraw money, can I stop the car?"
Jing Boyuan didn't speak, and directly drove the car into the turning lane ahead, turned around and drove into the bank parking lot.
Ye Qingxin: "Thank you, Mr. Jing."
After taking thirteen thousand and returning to the car, she leaned over and handed it to Jing Boyuan, "Mr. Jing, this is the medical expenses I owe you."
Jing Boyuan turned to look at her.
The eyes are unfathomable, making people unable to see through.
After a while, he said: "You don't have to pay it back. That time I didn't think carefully and didn't take your financial conditions into consideration."
Ye Qingxin shook her head, "You sent me to the hospital and hired me the best doctor. You have helped me a lot. I should pay back the money."
The girl's eyes were pure and sincere, rippling like a pool of spring water. Jing Boyuan's heart moved, and he rubbed the top of Ye Qingxin's hair with his big hands. It was soft and slippery to the touch. There was an imperceptible softness in his eyes, and he sighed: "The little girl is so stubborn."
When withdrawing his hand, he took the money from Ye Qingxin, "If you need anything in the future, you can always find me."
Ye Qingxin was taken aback by his actions.
She just... Was it kindness that she saw on his face
Just like the kindness of elders towards juniors.
While Ye Qingxin was in a daze, Jing Boyuan restarted the car.
Approaching the gate of B, Ye Qingxin stopped again in front of a home-cooked restaurant.
"Mr. Jing, you have helped me a lot during this time. I would like to invite you to dinner to express my gratitude, is that okay?"
The most important thing is that Ye Qingxin was in a panic. Treating him to a meal might make it better.
Jing Boyuan didn't object, he found a parking space and parked the car.
The coat on the man's body is straight, tall and tall, with deep and handsome features, and a shirt cuff that is slightly exposed is white and bright.
The eyes of people around him are involuntarily attracted to him, making people want to look at him again and again, but they can't turn their eyes away.
Ye Qingxin saw a girl who had been looking at Jing Boyuan all the time, and didn't even notice when she walked to the curb, her foot tilted and she fell down.
It is said that a beauty is a disaster, but if this man has an outstanding appearance, he is also a disaster.
"Are you two in the lobby or the box?"
The waiter asked with a smile.
Ye Qingxin glanced at the lobby where many people were sitting, and then at Jing Boyuan's frowning, she squeezed her wallet and gritted her teeth, and said, "Private room."
The condition of this home-cooked restaurant is mediocre, and it is incomparable with the five-star hotels that Jing Boyuan frequents.
The space of the private room is cramped, and the wallpaper on the wall is covered with specks of oil stains, and the wallpaper is peeling off in some places, Ye Qingxin saw that Jing Boyuan's brows frowned even tighter.
She took out a tissue from her bag and wiped the greasy chair and table before asking Jing Boyuan to sit down, "I'm sorry, Mr. Jing, I have limited conditions, please bear with me."
Jing Boyuan looked at Ye Qingxin, "You don't need to use honorifics when you talk to me, just be casual and treat me as a friend."
Ye Qingxin said respectfully and solemnly: "How can I do that? In my opinion, you are an elder."
Jing Boyuan: "..."
The waiter handed over the menu.
Ye Qingxin reached out to take it, and then handed it to Jing Boyuan.
Jing Boyuan casually flipped through a few times, ordered two vegetarian dishes, and then handed the menu back to Ye Qingxin.
Ye Qingxin added a meat dish and a soup.
While waiting for the dishes, Ye Qingxin asked the waiter for a pot of boiled water.
The tableware in the restaurant is not disposable, she was afraid that Jing Boyuan would not be used to it, so she rinsed the tableware, plates and cups one by one with boiling water.
Jing Boyuan looked down at the little girl busy, and his heart was soft.
Ye Qingxin pulled her hair back for convenience, and changed back into her own clothes when she left the birthday banquet hotel. She wore a flaxen coat, black jeans, and very simple and ordinary clothes, which she wore charmingly.
The small chic red birthmark on the left earlobe is so conspicuous on the porcelain white skin.
Jing Boyuan couldn't help but recall the night when he met her fourteen years ago, the little girl cried miserably, grabbed his clothes tightly and said, "I'm afraid..."
It seems that in the blink of an eye, that fragile little girl has grown into a strong big girl.
With an inexplicable smile on his lips, Jing Boyuan reached out his hand to take out the cigarette and lighter on his body, took one and put it into his mouth, but suddenly thought of something, he took the cigarette away from his mouth, held it between his fingertips, and never lit it.
The food was served a little slowly, and it was already seven o'clock in the evening when the food was finished.
Jing Boyuan's cell phone rang.
He took out his mobile phone to take a look, walked out of the box, and answered.
Luo Feng's voice came from the phone: "Mr. Jing, I checked. After Yi Bingping's bankruptcy, almost everyone avoided him. Only Xu Fei, the vice chairman of Hongda Daily Chemical, approached him. I don't know what they talked about. Immediately afterwards, he invested 10 million yuan in his newly registered travel company."
Yi Bingping, the former chairman of Tesco Group; Xu Fei, the name of Mrs. Hong.
Jing Boyuan's eyes were dark, and his tone was light: "I'll give you a day, before the sun goes down tomorrow, I want to see the signed purchase contract on my desk."
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