Ye Qingxin saw Tai Zhengting's face as he wished, and it became extremely ugly bit by bit in her sight.
Tai Zhengting stared at her sullenly for a full minute, stepped on the gas pedal hard, and left abruptly.
Looking at the speed of the car, it can be seen that he was very angry at Ye Qingxin's words.
Ye Qingxin felt a little happy.
For so long, she has been threatened by Tai Zhengting, this time, she finally feels proud.
Power is really a good thing.
She just pretended to be a tiger, and she could make Tai Zhengting dare not act rashly.
Thinking about it, Ye Qingxin's eyes gradually darkened.
It is almost twelve o'clock now.
Ye Qingxin watched a taxi approaching in the distance with the words 'empty' on it, put the gift box in her hand on the ground, and was about to reach out her hand to stop, when her cell phone rang.
She looked at the approaching taxi, hesitated for a moment, and answered the phone first.
The phone call may be from Jing Boyuan.
He took out his mobile phone and saw that it was indeed Jing Boyuan.
Ye Qingxin was overjoyed and hurriedly pressed the answer button.
These two days, Jing Boyuan was so busy that he seldom made phone calls.
"Boyuan."
Her voice was tinged with joy.
Jing Boyuan's calm and magnetic voice came, "I've already boarded the plane, and I'll be in the capital at three o'clock, Xinxin, wait for me at school, and I'll pick you up as soon as I get off the plane."
Ye Qingxin tried her best to suppress the tension that came up again in her heart, and said obediently: "Okay."
Jing Boyuan: "Alright then, see you in three hours."
After hanging up the phone, Ye Qingxin put away the phone.
He looked down at the gift he had bought.
She was suddenly in a trance.
A few months ago, Jing Boyuan was still an unreachable existence in her world, how long has it been? Not only has she become his girlfriend, but she's also... about to meet his family...
It feels like a dream.
A sweet dream.
Ye Qingxin was smiling idiotically with her eyes downcast, a golden-gray car 'slammed! ' stopped in front of her.
She regained her senses and looked up.
The car window fell, revealing the wrinkled face of the old lady Yan, her white hair was meticulously coiled behind her head, and she smiled happily at Ye Qingxin.
"Xinxin, are you waiting for the car, grandma will see you off."
While talking, Song Yuting got out of the car, and regardless of whether Ye Qingxin wanted it or not, she directly took the things from Ye Qingxin's hands, put them in the trunk, made a 'please' gesture to Ye Qingxin towards the car door, and said respectfully: "Miss Ye, please get in the car."
Ye Qingxin: "..."
Looking at the anticipation on Old Madam Yan's face, she smiled slightly, without refusing, and thanked generously and gracefully: "Then thank you, Madam Yan."
Then get in the car.
Madam Yan smiled and asked Ye Qingxin: "Xinxin, where are you going? I'll ask the driver to take you first."
Ye Qingxin replied with a smile: "B Dadong Campus East Gate."
Mrs. Yan instructed the driver, "Go to B University first." Looking back at Ye Qingxin, he said: "Originally, you are a student of B, then you must study very well. Our pupils have also graduated from B before. The study is great ... What major you are learning? Our pupils have learned the costume design. This brand is now famous, that is, the fashion brand founded by our pupils that year ... "
Madam Yan was full of pride and pride.
Ye Qingxin was slightly surprised that LY was founded by the late Yan Tong.
There was a smile on her face, and she replied: "Coincidentally, I also studied fashion design."
Madam Yan's eyes lit up, "Really? Did you participate in this college student clothing design competition? It's the Zhongshi Cup hosted by Liangyan Group?"
The full name of the costume design competition sponsored by Liangyan Group is 'LY Zhongshi Cup College Students' Costume Design Competition'.
Ye Qingxin nodded, and told the truth: "I heard that the winner of this competition can enter the beauty job. It is a very good opportunity, and I naturally don't want to miss it."
Mrs. Yan said with a smile; "Then you must work hard, Xinxin. We can see each other often when you become beautiful."
Ye Qingxin smiled: "Thank you, Mrs. Yan."
Mrs. Yan held Ye Qingxin's hand affectionately, and pouted like a child to blame, "Why do you call me Mrs. Yan again? How unfamiliar, I don't like it, call me grandma."
Ye Qingxin: "..."
"Scream!" Mrs. Yan's slightly cloudy eyes sparkled, like a child waiting for an adult to give her candy, waiting for Ye Qingxin to call her 'Grandma'.
Ye Qingxin looked at her snow-white hair, and suddenly remembered that Mrs. Hong said that she had gray hair overnight.
What kind of pain and sadness should it be to make a person's head covered with frost overnight
For some reason, Ye Qingxin felt sad for no reason, she smiled at the old lady Yan, and called softly: "Grandma."
Madam Yan's eyes suddenly became moist, and she responded loudly with a trill: "Hey!"
Song Yuting, who was sitting in front, handed over a pack of tissues in due course.
Ye Qingxin stretched out her hand to take it, and took out one to help Old Madam Yan wipe away her tears.
She could understand why Mrs. Yan was so excited suddenly, probably, she was thinking of her dead daughter and granddaughter again.
"I'm sorry to let you see a joke." Mrs. Yan wiped her tears and said with a smile: "It's your grandma who reminds me of my poor little granddaughter. If she is still here, she will be as old as you, and she will definitely look as beautiful as you..."
Saying that, Madam Yan raised her hand to touch Ye Qingxin's cheek.
The movements were very gentle, as if she was afraid of hurting Ye Qingxin.
Her other hand was still tightly clutching Ye Qingxin and would not let go.
Ye Qingxin could feel that something was slowly melting her heart.
She held Mrs. Yan's hand back, and said comfortingly: "Your granddaughter is missed so much by you, she must feel very happy."
The smile on Mrs. Yan's face deepened a little, and every wrinkle seemed to be stained with a smile.
There was a moment of silence.
Mrs. Yan suddenly remembered something, and her tone carried
Some complained: "Xinxin, you are really serious. You agreed to call grandma and go to grandma's house to play, but last time you said goodbye, you didn't call grandma at all. Did you forget grandma?"
As she spoke, her tone changed, and she blamed herself: "It's my fault too. I didn't save your number well. I wanted to call you to talk to you, but when I wanted to call you, I couldn't find your number. I'm really old and I can't do anything well. I can't even save a number..."
Ye Qingxin frowned slightly.
She clearly saw Mrs. Yan save her number with her own eyes...
After Madam Yan finished speaking, she said to Song Yuting in front of her, "Yuting, give me my mobile phone, I will save Xinxin's mobile phone number this time."
Song Yuting took out a mobile phone from her bag and handed it over.
Mrs. Yan took it and stuffed it into Ye Qingxin's hand, and said, "You can help me this time, and you won't go wrong."
Ye Qingxin smiled, calmed down the doubts in her heart, took Mrs. Yan's mobile phone, entered her number, and noted her name.
"Okay." She handed the phone back.
Mrs. Yan took back her mobile phone happily, looking and checking Ye Qingxin's number like a baby.
The car arrived at University B soon.
Ye Qingxin got out of the car and took her things from the trunk.
Mrs. Yan got out of the car after her, holding Ye Qingxin's hand with reluctance, not saying a word, just looking at her with that kind of resentful eyes.
Ye Qingxin smiled slightly and assured her: "I will definitely remember to call you."
Only then did Madam Yan sweep away the gloom on her face, and smiled like a child: "If you want to keep your word, don't lie to me."
Ye Qingxin smiled: "Sure, goodbye, grandma."
With Song Yuting's support, Mrs. Yan got into the car and turned back three times. The car started slowly. Mrs. Yan waved at Ye Qingxin until the car was far away and Ye Qingxin was no longer visible, so she reluctantly withdrew her hand.
Song Yuting said helplessly: "Madam, you like this Miss Ye so much, I'm afraid Miss Jiaojiao will be jealous if she finds out."
Miss Jiaojiao in her mouth is the daughter of Gu Xingde and Huang Weijuan, and Gu Jiao is the granddaughter of Mrs. Yan.
Mrs. Yan looked a little lonely, and after a moment of silence, she said: "But when I saw Xinxin, my heart seemed to be alive again. I really want Xinxin to stay by my side..."
Song Yuting hurriedly persuaded: "Madam, you must not think so. Anyway, Ms. Jiaojiao is your granddaughter. This Ms. Ye is just a stranger to you. Even if she has a bit of Miss Tongtong's shadow, she is just a stranger. If you want to bring her to you, I'm afraid it will make Miss Jiaojiao feel cold..."
Mrs. Yan said: "Jiaojiao is not the kind of girl with a small belly, you think too much, besides, this is just my wishful thinking, and people may not be willing."
Song Yuting smiled: "How many girls in this world yearn to be your granddaughter, why would Ms. Ye not want to?"
Mrs. Yan: "That's not necessarily the case, we are not ordinary girls at heart."
Song Yuting: "..."
Ye Qingxin waited for Mrs. Yan's car to disappear before returning to the dormitory with her things.
The dormitory was empty.
She put down her things, went to the bathroom to take a shower, came out to dry her hair, and changed into the clothes Jing Boyuan bought for her.
When you go to his house for the first time, you can't dress too shabby.
The girl in the mirror was dressed in an indigo-colored lady's attire. She was tall, slender and well-proportioned. She had a clean and delicate face with no makeup applied, bright eyes and white teeth, and a hint of noble temperament between her brows. If someone didn't know her family background, they might think her as the daughter of a big family.
Ye Qingxin smiled slowly at herself in the mirror, all over the country and the city.
She has never been complacent because of her good looks, but now, she is glad that God gave her a good skin.
Let her at least be worthy of Jing Boyuan in terms of appearance.
The clock on the wall was ticking, every minute and every second passed.
Every time its minute hand turns around, it is one step closer to the time when Ye Qingxin will meet Jing Boyuan's parents.
Finally, at 3:20, Ye Qingxin's cell phone rang.
No surprise, it was Jing Boyuan's call.
"Xinxin, I'm here, I'll pick you up now."
Jing Boyuan should be leaving the terminal, Ye Qingxin heard a little noise from him.
At the thought of seeing him later, Ye Qingxin couldn't stop the joy in her heart, and at the same time, the nervousness about meeting her parents also sprouted like weeds.
She smiled and said as calmly as possible: "Well, I'll wait for you."
but.
Jing Boyuan was still aware of her nervousness, and said comfortingly: "I'm here, don't worry."
Ye Qingxin nodded, "Yes."
After hanging up the phone, Ye Qingxin straightened her hair in front of the mirror, left the dormitory with the gift, and waited for Jing Boyuan to pick her up at the gate.
But.
They waited until it was dark, and did not wait for Jing Boyuan's car.
From the initial anxiety, Ye Qingxin gradually became calm, and finally, a faint sense of uneasiness arose in her heart.
Called Jing Boyuan, but the phone was turned off.
Ye Qingxin's heart skipped a beat, something must have happened, right
Jing Boyuan is a rigorous person, and he will never change his words easily. He said that he will come to pick her up after a while, and he will definitely come to pick her up. He will never miss the appointment for no reason.
Ye Qingxin's heart was beating 'plop plop', and the feeling of uneasiness became stronger and stronger.
She kept calling Jing Boyuan's number, but the phone kept shutting down.
After some time, Dou Weier came back from outside and saw Ye Qingxin standing at the school gate with several boxes of things at her feet. She walked over and asked strangely, "Xinxin, what are you doing here?"
Ye Qingxin raised her head, under the dim streetlight, her face was a bit ugly.
Dou Weier was startled, "What's wrong with you? You look so ugly."
Ye Qingxin shook her head, and continued to call Jing Boyuan.
"Sorry, the number you dialed has been turned off..." over and over again on the phone made her heart sink and gradually sank to the bottom.
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I'm sorry, I'm more than an hour late, crying