After playing around in France, Jing Weimiao and He Chizhou held hands, Ye Qingxin was much calmer this time, she knew that her daughter liked He Chizhou, and He Chizhou also had some meaning for her daughter, she could tell.
He Chizhou did not hide his feelings tightly like Jing Muye did.
After Dou Weier found out, she and He Jifan directly brought He Chizhou to the door to propose marriage.
Ye Qingxin usually presses the marriage very hard, but when her daughter really wants to talk about marriage, she suddenly feels melancholy.
Lying on the bed at night, leaning against Jing Boyuan's arms, she couldn't help her nose sore, "Miao Miao is going to get married, and in a few years, Xiao Xiao will also get married. No wonder many people have favored sons over daughters since ancient times. It's hard to raise a daughter. If you say it becomes someone else's family, you will become someone else's family."
Jing Boyuan held her shoulders and patted her lightly, "There will be such a day, sooner or later."
"That's what I said, but I still don't want this day to come so early." Ye Qingxin sniffled, the older she got, the more she looked like a child, not as strong and forbearing as she was when she was young, and she likes to cry when she has any negative emotions.
Sometimes Ye Qingxin doesn't like her like this, and sometimes she feels that she is lucky. Not all women can cry when they want to, laugh when they want to laugh like her, and there is someone who tolerates all her little tempers behind her back.
"If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have urged the marriage." She buried her face in her husband's arms.
Jing Boyuan had no choice but to say, "Even if you don't urge the marriage, she will still be with Zhou Zhou. Be careful. When they get married, let's go out for a while, so as to save you from wild thoughts."
Ye Qingxin wiped her tears on Jing Boyuan's clothes, and twitched her nose twice to stop the tears.
"Bo Yuan"
"Um."
"You must not leave me early. I hope that when I die, I can lie in your arms like this, okay?"
Jing Boyuan was silent for a moment, and said, "I try to live longer."
Because both Jing Weimiao and He Chizhou had only one month's vacation, Jing and He were busy preparing for their engagement banquet, and a week later, the two's engagement banquet was held at a hotel under the Pauway Group.
Jing Weimiao was wearing an organza dress, standing beside He Chizhou with a sweet smile, accepting the blessings of relatives and friends.
After getting engaged, the two returned to the army together.
Ye Qingxin had the illusion that her daughter was married, and she couldn't help being sad again.
"Mom, what's the matter? I didn't see you being so reluctant when I got engaged." Jing Huaijin sipped the tea ceremony, feeling a little chilled by the mother's patriarchy.
"You are different from Miaomiao. When you get married, you bring me someone back. When Miaomiao gets married, I lose a daughter." Ye Qingxin leaned on the sofa, depressed.
Chu Zhanyi hugged Ye Qingxin's arm to comfort him, "Miaomiao is not marrying far away, and Jing's family and He's family are very close. If it's not possible, you can suggest that they buy the wedding house in Nanshan Villa, so that whenever you miss your daughter, you can walk to her home."
Ye Qingxin's eyes lit up, "That's a good idea, I'll call and discuss this with Weier right away."
Seeing Mrs. Mother, who immediately became energetic, Jing Huaijin gave Chu Zhanyi a thumbs up, "You still have a way."
Chu Zhanyi smiled softly, "Mom just can't turn the corner for a while, just figure it out."
Jing Huaijin got up, "Let's go, it's getting late, I'll take you back."
Chu Zhanyi bought a small apartment with two bedrooms and one living room on the third ring road of the capital by himself. Although the sparrow is small, it has all internal organs.
When the two came out of the Nanshan villa, Chu Zhanyi leaned on the co-pilot and closed her eyes to rest. Ever since she got engaged to Jing Huaijin, she didn't sleep very well.
She was in the same university class as Jing Huaijin, almost the first time she saw him, she developed a special affection for him. Over the years, in order to be able to stand by his side, she put in unimaginable efforts and hardships, and finally became his right-hand man in his career.
She never thought she could be his fiancée.
A few months ago, the moment Jing Huaijin proposed to her, she thought she was dreaming.
She agreed without hesitation.
She knew that he had love in his heart, and that he had other motives in begging her to marry him, and she knew that this marriage was just a show.
but so what
Being able to marry him is already a blessing from fate.
Chu Zhanyi fell into a drowsy sleep, as if he had dreamed of his wedding with Jing Huaijin, a happy and sweet smile could not help but overflow from the corner of his mouth.
Jing Huaijin parked the car downstairs in Chu Zhanyi's apartment, turned around to ask her to get out of the car, but found that she was asleep leaning against the back of the seat.
It was already past eight o'clock in the evening, and the autumn night in the capital was dark earlier, so the inside of the car was pitch black, and Zhanyi's face could only be seen clearly through the street lights outside the car.
She is a very gentle girl with a gentle personality. He has never seen her get angry, and she always speaks in a soft voice. She never seems to be in a hurry. At least, he has never seen her in a hurry.
At work, she is very courageous.
The reason why Jing Huaijin asked her to act in this play was because he knew her well, was independent and rational, and would avoid unnecessary entanglements in the future.
If he doesn't play this play, Jing Muye won't be with Ji Nianyu calmly. If Jing Muye doesn't let go of his heart, how can his girl be happy.
"It's here." Chu Zhanyi woke up leisurely, saw the familiar unit door, and smiled slightly, "Thank you for taking me back."
With that said, she opened the door and was about to get out of the car.
"Zhanyi." Jing Huaijin called her.
Chu Zhanyi turned around, still smiling softly, "Why?"
"If you go back on your word, it's still too late." After all, you are not married yet, so there is still room for things to change.
Chu Zhanyi's hand holding the door handle of the car suddenly tightened, but the gentle smile on his face remained unchanged, "I'm already engaged, everyone in my family knows that I found a rich second generation in the capital, and suddenly took him
I will lose face if I cancel the engagement. "
She put it lightly, "And you are so handsome, it's pleasing to watch at home, it doesn't matter if you like me or not, I won't regret it, just don't regret it."
Jing Huaijin stared at her steadfastly, for a moment, he said: "Go back and rest early, don't stay up late."
Chu Zhanyi still smiled gently, "Okay." After a pause, "You too, go to bed early."
Turning around, the smile on the corner of her mouth could no longer hold back. She didn't get out of the car as usual and wave goodbye to him, nor stood by the side of the road waiting for him to drive away before entering the unit door. She walked calmly, and Pingping Tingting walked out of Jing Huaijin's sight.
Jing Huaijin didn't start the car immediately, but lit a cigarette and sat in the co-pilot to smoke slowly.
He can somewhat feel Chu Zhanyi's thoughts on him, and he doesn't know whether he was right or wrong when he did what he did.
After smoking three cigarettes, Jing Huaijin started the car and left.
He couldn't respond to her emotionally. In the future, he would try his best to treat her well and make up for it in other ways.
Chu Zhanyi stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking at Jing Huaijin's car downstairs, tears fell silently, and his heart still ached.
She was glad that Ji Nianyu didn't like Jing Huaijin, which gave her a chance, but also resented why Ji Nianyu didn't like Jing Huaijin, which made him so sad.
She pushed open the window, hoping that the cool night breeze would wake her up.
I don't know how long it has passed, she was completely cold, and she recovered from her complicated thoughts, went back to the house, took a shower, and fell asleep. At night, her mouth was dry, she got up to drink water, and found that she was top-heavy and hot. Realizing that she had a fever, she rummaged through the cabinets to find the medicine box.
There were no antipyretics and cold medicines, so Chu Zhanyi remembered that he had finished his medicines a long time ago when he was sick, and since he never got sick again, he forgot to stock up on medicines.
He took out the spare quilt from the cabinet. When she had a cold and a fever when she was a child, her mother would let her cover it and sweat.
The next day, Jing Huaijin went to the company and handled business as usual. It was almost noon when the assistant came and asked, "Mr. Jing, there is a document from the accountant that needs to be signed by Director Chu, but she hasn't come yet, and the phone can't be reached. The chief financial officer found me. Did she ask you for leave?"
Jing Huaijin paused with the pen in her hand, and frowned slightly, "She hasn't come yet."
The assistant shook his head.
Jing Huaijin picked up the mobile phone that was placed aside. Chu Zhanyi was always punctual and never was late or absent from work for no reason.
Nobody answers the phone.
And even less in keeping with her personality.
Standing up and picking up the suit hanging on the back of the chair, Jing Huaijin put it on and walked out.
When they arrived at Chu Zhanyi's residence, Jing Huaijin rang the doorbell for a while, but no one answered. The phone was connected, but no one answered.
Without hesitation, he opened the door directly by identifying his fingerprints. A few days ago, Chu Zhanyi said that they were considered a fiancée and asked Jing Huaijin to record his fingerprints on her door lock.
Seeing the person lying on the bed huddled together, Jing Huaijin's heart tightened and he hurried over.
Chu Zhanyi's face was flushed, his breathing was heavy, and his cheeks were hot.
"Zhanyi" Jing Huaijin patted her face, Chu Zhanyi's eyelashes moved, as if he wanted to open his eyes, but in the end he didn't.
Jing Huaijin carried her downstairs and drove to the hospital.
after an hour.
Jing Huaijin sat by the hospital bed, holding Chu Zhanyi's hand, full of worry and inexplicable distress.
I don't know how long it has passed, Chu Zhanyi slowly woke up, his eyes were confused for a moment, he blinked, and looked around, "Where am I?"
"Hospital." Jing Huaijin helped her sit up, and poured water for her while blaming, "Why don't you know to come to the hospital when you're so sick?"
Chu Zhanyi smiled, "It's not a serious illness to have a cold and a fever. I thought it would be fine after a night of sleep."
"You think you'll be fine after a good night's sleep. If I hadn't sent you to the hospital in time, you might have slept forever." Jing Huaijin handed her the water glass.
Chu Zhanyi took it over, "Is it so serious?"
Jing Huaijin: "Remove the word "?"
Chu Zhanyi: ""
Jing Huaijin's tone was reproachful, but there was concern inside and out. Chu Zhanyi could hear that the water glass in his hand became extraordinarily warm.
She stared at Jing Huaijin's handsome face, and said jokingly: "Being taken care of by you with a smile, this illness is worth it."
Jing Huaijin gave her a sideways glance, "Don't make fun of your body."
Chu Zhanyi smiled until his eyes curved into crescents.
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Amway Mouyao's new literary celebrity favorite: Wife vs Uncle Ji Linyuan vs Song Xianyu.
Introduction:
It is well known in the upper-class business circles that the current leader of the Vinci Group, Ji Linyuan, is cunning and ruthless. After winning the power of the group eleven years ago, he took a drastic step to eradicate dissidents, even his own brothers.
Such a cold and heartless man took good care of Song Xianyu, an orphan girl adopted by the Song family.
He pampers and protects her, caring for every detail, except that he doesn't love her.
She looked up at the man's mature and handsome face, and mustered up the courage to speak: "Linyuan Xianyu, God's will cannot be waived, don't you think so?"
He put one hand in his pocket, tapped the body of the cigarette with his index finger, and advised in the tone of an elder: "You are still young, you should focus on your studies."
later.
She clutched the front of her dress with both hands helplessly, and her tongue got stuck: "I'm still young"
He slowly pushed her to the point of nowhere to retreat, and the hot masculine breath brushed her shy cheeks, "God's will is irresistible."