In the shopping mall, the overhead lights are brilliant.
Ye Qingxin looked at her biological father coldly, and greeted another child, but couldn't recognize that she was also his child.
Dou Weier made friends with Ye Jundong and told him what happened just now.
Ye Jundong straightened up, and apologized for Ye Lin elegantly and gracefully.
Personable.
What a gentleman, a middle-aged man, but who would have thought that he once did the business of abandoning his wife and children
Dou Weier hurriedly waved her hands, "No, no, we have something wrong, I didn't see your son running over..."
Ye Qingxin tightened her fingertips and urged her loudly: "Wei'er, let's go."
The voice is indifferent.
Ye Jundong heard the sound and looked over.
Slightly stunned.
He had some impressions of this little girl. The last time he met Jing Boyuan in a restaurant, she was standing behind Jing Boyuan, looking at him with such cold eyes.
There seemed to be nothing, but also a little bit of hostility.
After Ye Qingxin finished speaking, she directly pulled Dou Weier away.
Dou Weier sensed that Ye Qingxin was in a bad mood, she didn't say anything, she turned her head and said goodbye to Ye Jundong, and followed Ye Qingxin away.
Looking at Ye Qingxin's thin back, Ye Jundong fell into deep thought.
This little girl gave her a sense of familiarity, but he couldn't remember where he had seen her before.
"Father." Ye Lin's voice brought back Ye Jundong's thoughts. He looked up at Ye Jundong, with a clean and well-behaved smile, and a crisp voice, "Have you bought the gift for mom?"
Ye Jundong lowered his head and saw his son's bright eyes, his heart was so soft that he was in a mess. The doubts just now were forgotten, and he said to Ye Lin with a smile: "Of course, but you can't secretly tell mom when you get home. This is a little secret between dad and you. When mom celebrates her birthday tomorrow, we will give it to her together. She will be very happy."
Ye Lin's voice was loud and crisp: "Yeah!"
The night in spring is still a little cool.
As soon as she left the entrance of the shopping mall, Dou Weier asked with concern: "Xinxin, what's wrong with you? Why do you feel weird?"
Ye Qingxin shook her head and said nothing.
Her lips were pursed slightly, her eyelashes were drooping, and she was obviously in a bad mood.
"Xinxin?" Dou Weier asked again: "Do you know the two father and son just now? I feel like you are hostile to them."
Ye Qingxin still shook her head and remained silent.
Seeing that she didn't want to say anything, Dou Weier didn't ask, "It's fine if you don't say anything, but your bitter melon face is really uncomfortable!" After a pause, her eyes lit up, and she pulled Ye Qingxin and ran towards a dessert shop, "Sister, please be generous today, and treat you to something sweet."
The two entered the dessert shop, and Dou Weier went around, ordered a mousse cake for two, and two glasses of lemon juice, and found a corner to sit down.
Dou Wei'er took a bite of the cake and couldn't help sighing: "Sure enough, the cakes bought by rich people are delicious. I'm used to Jing Boyuan's cakes, but this one is so unpalatable."
Speaking of the word 'Jing Boyuan', Dou Weier's eyes sparkled.
Ye Qingxin's heart moved, her eyes darkened, but a smile appeared on her lips, and she joked: "Didn't you complain about getting fat two days ago, and don't eat cakes anymore? You still eat now, be careful that you won't be able to wear the dress after two days!"
Dou Wei'er pointed her forehead with her finger, and said with feigned anger: "It's not because I saw your bitter face and felt sorry for you, so I was so cruel that I spent money to buy you some sweets. It's good that you are a little heartless, just don't appreciate it, and laugh at me!"
Ye Qingxin smiled and didn't say anything else, but the smile on her face was kind of sincere, and her heart was warm.
In the next few days, Dou Wei'er hardly ate, and ate fruits to satisfy her hunger, but she didn't dare to eat more.
I was so hungry that I couldn't breathe when I walked.
Ye Qingxin persuaded her several times, but it was of no use, so she let her go.
Wink, Sunday.
Ye Qingxin found a part-time job as a sample worker in a garment factory through a part-time club. She had done similar work before, which was related to fashion design, which helped to improve her professional ability, and the salary was not bad.
It's just that today, she couldn't calm down to work at all, she was impetuous, made mistakes several times, and even tied her hands once.
I was given a good training by the person in charge.
When eating at noon, she took out her mobile phone and called Dou Weier.
Today is the day of the thirteenth anniversary celebration of Powerway Group.
The phone rang for a long time but no one answered.
Ye Qingxin's eyes dimmed.
I looked at the time, it was past twelve o'clock.
I don't know what Weier is doing now
Have you seen Jing Boyuan? Have you... confessed to him
While eating, Ye Qingxin chewed the food in her mouth, and opened the text message. Inside, there were four text messages from Jing Boyuan.
Exactly the same content.
— Go to bed early, good night.
It was very similar to Jing Boyuan's speaking style, concise, serious and old-fashioned.
Since he sent her off on Wednesday night, one piece every night, fixed at around 10:30, never interrupted, meticulous.
Ye Qingxin pursed her lips.
She didn't understand what he meant by that.
He shouldn't have sent these text messages to her, which was clearly unreasonable.
A man like Jing Boyuan, who is as mature, steady and well-mannered, shouldn't do such unreasonable things.
Ye Qingxin quit the text message, locked the phone screen, and forced herself not to think about it.
You can't even think about it in depth.
night.
It was eight o'clock when Ye Qingxin returned to the dormitory.
As soon as the door of the dormitory was opened, it was pitch black inside, Jing Suosuo and Qian Rong were not there, and Dou Weier hadn't come back yet.
Ye Qingxin called Dou Weier's cell phone again.
It's still off there.
She made four or five phone calls to Dou Wei'er one after another in the afternoon. From the beginning when no one answered, to the later shutdown, Ye Qingxin frowned, feeling a little worried.
After taking a shower, she called again, but the phone was still turned off.
At about half past ten, Ye Qingxin's cell phone rang a text message prompt on time.
It's Jing Boyuan's good night message.
Ye Qingxin's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and it was clear that there was an emotion similar to sweetness emerging from the bottom of her heart.
The corner of the mouth raised quietly.
She stared at the text message for a long time.
Although she didn't understand why Jing Boyuan sent such text messages to herself every day, it was undeniable that she was happy to receive such text messages from him every day, even if it was just a few ordinary words.
suddenly.
It was dark all around.
Lights out.
Ye Qingxin suddenly recovered from that sweet state, her expression changed.
Unknowingly, it's been so long, and Dou Wei'er hasn't come back yet.
Dial her number again, still shut down.
The previous worry came to my mind again. Could something be wrong
She had never been this late before.
Suddenly thinking of Jing Boyuan, Ye Qingxin pondered for a moment, her slender fingers danced lightly on the phone screen, after deliberation and deliberation, edited a text message.
—Mr. Jing, I’m sorry to disturb you so late. That’s it. My roommate, named Dou Weier, went to attend the 13th anniversary celebration of Powerway Group today. I couldn’t get in touch with her and she hasn’t come back. She wore a bright red dress today. Do you have any impression? Do you know where she is? If you know, please let me know; if you don't, sorry to bother you.
The language is respectful and polite.
Click Send.
Dou Weier couldn't be contacted, and Ye Qingxin didn't know where she was, so there was nowhere to look for her.
Maybe, Jing Boyuan knew, Dou Weier said she wanted to confess to him, she was dressed so stunningly today, he should have an impression, right
Even if he didn't know where she was at the moment, there was always something useful to offer.
However, I wonder if Jing Boyuan can see this text message in time at such a late hour
Ye Qingxin became more and more worried when she thought of Dou Weier who didn't know where she was.
It's dangerous for a girl to be out alone in the middle of the night...
Just as he was hesitating whether to call Jing Boyuan directly, the phone rang suddenly.
The night was quiet, and the ringing of the bell was particularly piercing.
Ye Qingxin was terrified.
Looking at the screen, it was Jing Boyuan who called.
She answered quickly.
"Hello."
Jing Boyuan's deep and magnetic voice came over, like a bell ringing on a high mountain in the early morning, knocking on Ye Qingxin's heart in a distant and deep way, making her heart tremble fiercely.
Ye Qingxin raised her hand to cover the position of her heart, where her heart throbbed.
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Gu Sijue / "99 Points of Flash Marriage: The Ace's Noble Wife"
Let's see how Mu Xiaoxia and Su Beicheng, who were married in a flash marriage, fell in love with each other!
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After waking up, Mu Xiaoxia found that she had hickey marks all over her body, and it exploded instantly, kicking someone out of the bed, "Su Beicheng, you beast, this is my bed, who allowed you to come up!"
"The house is mine, so the bed is mine, and you are mine too." Someone quickly got up and hugged the puffy beauty, "Honey, I've been married for a year. Last night, are you satisfied?"
"Get out!" Slapped someone's groping paw, "Subei City, you have a human face and a beast's heart, and you are not as good as a beast, you evildoer!"
Subei Chengcheng coughed, "Honey, I am also a virgin, you are not at a loss, and besides, have you ever heard a famous saying!"
Mu Xiaoxia resisted the urge to strangle him, "Say!"
"Rijiu not only begets love, but also begets people!"
Shit, Mu Xiaoxia has black lines all over her face, if you are alive, I will make you dead right away!
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It will be put on the shelves tomorrow, please see the top of the comment area for the content of the event, eh.