In the past few days, the Mo family's old house has felt some changes, which are the changes of the young master and the young wife.
Although no one knows the situation, the two of them were in a tense situation a while ago. First, Aunt Xu was resigned, and Miss Luo Zheng was suddenly packed and left. In addition, the young lady once picked up a knife and smashed the newspaper that the young master was holding during breakfast. It was also because the young lady had a nightmare when she dreamed back at midnight. Restless, all this makes the whole old house seem to be restless.
That night, the young lady was dreaming again at midnight. It is reported that after the young master accompanies the young lady to sleep, the young lady has no insomnia.
In the night after that, the young master and the young lady no longer sleep in separate rooms. Every night, the young master will go to accompany the young lady.
Because of this, the young lady no longer dreams.
For this, the one who feels most directly is Miss Lan.
Because the young lady's bedroom is next to the baby room, and the window is connected to the window, the sudden sound of horror is often heard at midnight. But after that night, there was no more.
Sister Lan thought, Young Master and Young Lady should be reconciled.
When the young lady came back in the evening, Sister Lan accompanied her and accompanied the young master together. Looking here at Song Qiyue smiling gently at the young master, Sister Lan smiled, "Young lady, the young master is growing fast."
Song Qiyue was holding the baby, and Shao Yu's stature has grown a lot, and now his two calves are already very strong, and he can stand on tiptoe against the carpet, facing his son's dark eyes, the pupils are bright, like Black gems, his eyes are round, and the mole under the corner of the eye, which was originally a shallow one, seems to have become darker with him at the moment.
Shao Yu, her son, has grown taller again.
Song Qiyue smiled, "Yes, I can't wear the clothes I bought a while ago."
"If the young lady is in the sky, buy some more for the young master. Looking back to find one day when the weather is not so hot, take the young master out..." Sister Lan was chatting happily, but she talked about it. Suddenly remembered the rules of the old house, that was set by the young master. Without his permission, the young master is not allowed to leave the old house for half a step!
Sister Lan suddenly stopped, her smile was slightly slow, Song Qiyue noticed it.
"Let the young master be together, when the family of three will go out together. These days it is hot and the sun is very hot outside. The young master is golden and afraid of sunburn. The weather forecast has been reporting these days, saying it is this year, maybe these years. It's the hottest year since..." Sister Lan said with a smile again, that topic was just passed on by her.
Song Qiyue just smiled, "Ten years."
In her eyes was her son's cute smiling face, she didn't know it, and smiling innocently, she whispered, "I heard that this summer is the hottest summer in ten years."
"Yes, it's the hottest in the past ten years. It hasn't been so hot before." Sister Lan responded, "When I was so hot last time, it was when I was a kid. By the way, Madam, you slept all night. Okay?"
After talking in the office that day, when I returned that night, she turned off the light and went to bed on time until midnight. Soon after, he also entered the bedroom, but said nothing, just turned on the bed, he Wrapped her hand around her and placed it on her waist, making her open her eyes at once.
In the darkness, Song Qiyue said to him: If you like this one, then leave it to you.
But Mo Zhengyan said: If you don't sleep well at night, I will accompany you during this period.
Without waiting for Song Qiyue to speak again, Mo Zhengyan said again: You always wake up like this, you will scare the children, and also the people in the old house.
Once before, the child was awakened by crying in the middle of the night, and everyone in the old house knew that she could not sleep well recently, so they took care of her carefully. Can't sleep well, and can't work normally. Song Qiyue was silent for a while, but finally didn't speak anymore.
He was right beside him, and the male voice was low: Go to sleep.
A word, like a command, made Song Qiyue close her eyes and fell asleep.
This has been the same every day since then, and even if the nightmare comes, he will softly soothe her, and she will calm down before she has time for the startled dream. Later, the nightmare gradually stopped. Therefore, she slept very well these days.
Song Qiyue replied, "Very good."
"With the young master, you can sleep at ease with the young lady. No matter what nightmares or monsters you have, don't be afraid, just sleep peacefully." Sister Lan smiled again.
Song Qiyue smiled, her son's face was in her eyes, and the shallow mole was carved into her eyes.
Like the mole on the corner of his eye.
She still didn't understand why he was by his side so that she could sleep peacefully so that she could no longer be disturbed by nightmares. Perhaps, she is really too lonely, so afraid of being alone. The dream was too dark, and the dream was too chaotic, so she couldn't face it alone.
It's just that, that's it.
Song Qiyue finally found an explanation to answer the confusion in her heart.
After playing with her son for a while, Song Qiyue left the baby room. She walked through the bedroom, but she looked at another door, which was the door of the study.
She walked over, held the door handle and opened it.
I don't know how long it has been-
The door of the study was knocked, "Young lady!"
In the study, Song Qiyue came to open the door, "Housekeeper Zhao?"
"Madam, why are you here?"
"Come to find a book." Song Qiyue said, "Housekeeper Zhao, what's wrong?"
"The bayberry juice is cool, you can drink it."
Song Qiyue smiled, "I happen to be thirsty too."
The door of the study was gently closed by her. In the room where the light was not turned on, a little light in the darkness was flashing quickly on the computer.
...
"Ms. Mo, Miss Cheng will return to Hong Kong City today." Qi Jianhui reported. "He Tezhu said, Miss Cheng would like to see you tonight, please come to the mansion."
Mo Zhengyan was sitting in the car and was rushing to the China World Trade Center. He was silent. The black veil of the car window was hidden, and the black net shadow covered his face. The car swiftly passed by, and there was a dark shadow in that summer.
Hong Kong City is extremely hot, and Nancheng is also starting to get hot here. Cheng Qingning, the director of Mo's residence, is packing her things. This time she went back to Nancheng for a business trip. After staying there for a while, today is finally over, and she will return to Hong Kong.
All the luggage was packed, Cheng Qingning closed the zipper and finally stopped.
She walked to the table, picked up the water glass and drank. While walking around in the room, I'm afraid I might miss something. I have seen several rooms, nothing is bad, and she passed by the door of the small room. Suddenly, he retreated to the door.
It was the window in that room, the gauze curtain was gently blown by the wind, and it was the big tree, which can be seen in the whirling.
Cheng Qingning put down the water glass, she turned and went downstairs.
She came to the yard, and the camphor tree was close at hand in front of her. She walked closer, and then closer, and touched the tree, the texture of the tree was clearly touchable. Cheng Qingning raised his head and looked at the camphor tree. The flowering period had already passed, and the flowers of this camphor tree finally died.
The flowers have faded, as he said: the trees will always bloom, and the flowers will always fade.
Thank you, thank you, anyway, it will open again next year.
"Miss Cheng, time is almost up, we should go to the airport." Behind him was the sound of steps, and then He Sangsang's shout.
Cheng Qingning replied, "The luggage has been sorted, let's put it in the car."
"Yes." He Sangsang responded, and she immediately ordered people to carry the luggage down.
A gust of summer wind blew through, and Qingning's hair was blowing. The strands of hair covered her vision. When the greenery came, Cheng Qingning withdrew her eyes, and she turned and left the backyard.
When the plane's flight arrived in Port City, it was only in the afternoon when Cheng Qingning returned from Nancheng to the Mo Mansion in Port City.
"He special help, did you pass my words to President Mo?" Cheng Qingning asked.
He Sangsang said, "It has already been told, Miss Cheng."
In the evening, Mo Zhengyan really arrived. It was already time for dinner, and he rushed over. Cheng Qingning didn't return to the room, she was in the side hall, processing some documents while waiting for him to arrive. Hearing the report from Steward Cao, she raised her head and let go of her work.
On the side, He Sangsang stood still, like a bodyguard.
Seeing Mo Zhengyan coming, He Sangsang shouted, "Mr. Mo."
Mo Zhengyan moved her chin, sat down on the sofa, looked at Cheng Qingning and said, "Still busy?"
"It's not busy, it's just being idle, so I took it and took a look." Cheng Qingning packed up the papers.
Mo Zhengyan said, "I just went back to Nancheng, you are also tired, so rest more when you are free. Recently, how well is your health?"
"If I'm not good, then I think He Special Assistant will tell you as soon as possible." Cheng Qingning smiled and praised, "He Special Assistant is very competent and responsible."
"This is what I should do." He Sangsang answered.
"He Tezhu has been following me for many years. I can rest assured that she does things." Mo Zhengyan said lightly, and said to He Sangsang again, "You go down first."
He Sangsang retired. Butler Cao served the tea. Mo Zhengyan took a sip from the teacup and put it down. He asked, "Is there anything you want to come over today?"
"Nothing, can't you let you come and sit for a while and chat for a while?" Cheng Qingning asked rhetorically.
"Of course you can." Mo Zhengyan whispered, "But if it's just a small chat, any day will do. You just came back today."
"Are you worried that I'm tired, or are you rushing home to accompany your wife and children?" Cheng Qingning asked with a smile. Mo Zhengyan also smiled, but he didn't say anything. What is the reason for this, although I have never heard of it. Answer directly, but it seems that there is always an answer.
While smiling, Cheng Qingning said, "Actually, I asked you to come over today to tell you, Zheng Yan, I am going to move."
Her words came out, Mo Zhengyan was not surprised, but just sat quietly, "You want to move?"
"Yes." Cheng Qingning said, "My health is almost good. Now Dr. Kent doesn't have to come to treat me every day. You didn't worry about it before, so let me stay for a while, and now I really have it. Okay, just need to observe for a while. Zhengyan, I’m fine, so I want to move out. It’s no good to live with you all the time. I still need a place of my own so that I can remodel the room, you Knowing that I can’t do without a darkroom."
Mo Zhengyan was silent for a while. He seemed to be thinking about something. After a while, he asked, "Then where are you going to move?"
"I have found a place, an apartment, which is good."
"It seems that you already have arrangements, just come and tell me."
Cheng Qingning did have a decision before, as early as when he was in Nancheng, "I can't let you help me find a place to move. If this happens, I will trouble you again. I have already troubled you a lot."
"It's just that you move out, is it really okay?" Mo Zhengyan asked.
Of course Cheng Qingning knew what he was referring to. She knew he was talking about Li Chengyi, and she answered, "Yes."
"This is a matter between me and him. I think I will solve it by myself. Don't worry, just leave it to me." She stared and said, with a touch of determination in the soft female voice.
Hearing this, and in silence, Mo Zhengyan said slowly, "Then let He Special Help accompany you, so that you can have a caregiver by your side."
"No, no, I already have Miss Wu by my side." Cheng Qingning refused, "Zheng Yan, you can rest assured to let me move out."
The matter has come here, and for this reason, Mo Zhengyan finally said, "Then you decide for yourself."
He finally agreed to her move away, Cheng Qingning looked at him intently, and said after a moment, "Zheng Yan, thank you."
"Don't thank me." Mo Zhengyan asked, "When are you going to move out? Is it now?"
"It's too late tonight, and it's too late. Let's wait for tomorrow. I will go to work in the company tomorrow morning, and I will move my things when that time comes." Cheng Qingning said with a smile.
"Let He Te help you."
"I will."
"If you have any needs, you can tell me later."
"it is good."
After smiling and chatting for a few words, the two of them had nothing to say, Cheng Qingning said, "It's too early, you go back, I have to collect some things."
"Then I won't disturb you." Mo Zhengyan responded.
"You are careful on the way." She exhorted, and when she saw him get up, she also got up to see him off.
At the gate of the mansion, Cheng Qingning stopped. There were garden lights in the courtyard and the stars were shining. Mo Zhengyan was about to get in the car. He turned around and said, "Don't give it away."
"I won't give it away, just stop here." Cheng Qingning responded with a smile.
"Qing Ning." He shouted.
"What?" she asked.
Under the lamp, Mo Zhengyan said, "After this period of time is over, the project on hand will come to an end, and I have something for you."
What it is? Cheng Qingning stared at him, she moved her lips, but didn't ask, just replied, "Okay."
He smiled slightly, got in the car and drove away from the mansion.
Since Cheng Qingning moved into the Mo Mansion, she has not brought a lot of things. This evening, she cleaned up one by one, and packed up in the middle of the night. And the suitcase returned from Nancheng, she had not opened it either.
On the next day, He Sangsang also knew that she was moving away, so he waited.
She came upstairs, "Miss Cheng, is there anything else to pack."
Cheng Qingning looked around, "It should be gone."
"If there is something forgotten, Steward Cao will definitely find it, and I will send it to Miss Cheng at that time." He Sangsang replied.
Cheng Qingning nodded, "This is also OK."
"Miss Cheng, are these books yours?" He Sangsang pointed to the stack of books on the cabinet.
Cheng Qingning looked there. These books were taken by Mo Zhengyan when he was in the hospital earlier, "No, this is yours, Mr. Mo. Just stay here."
As she said, her eyes turned again, but she saw the vase on another shelf, the jade-white vase. The white and pure calla lilies were still open quietly, even when they arrived here, there were a bunch every day. .
Looking at the pure and beautiful flowers, Cheng Qingning touched the petals with her fingertips.
But behind him, He Sangsang suddenly said, "This vase belongs to the young lady."
This is Song Qiyue's vase, which belongs to Mrs. Mo.
Cheng Qingning had long known it more clearly, but her words were more like awakening her, even if she lived here, even if she was still reluctant to him, but she was never, she would never be the hostess here. The real hostess, as the assistant lady said, belongs to another woman.
Cheng Qingning's finger paused, and then retracted, "Thank you Mrs. Mo for me. Her vase is very beautiful."
...
In the morning, Cheng Qingning moved out of the Mo Mansion with her caregiver, Miss Wu.
He Sangsang's mission ended, she returned to Mo Shi, and she came to the general manager's office to report, "Ms. Mo, Ms. Cheng has moved away."
"Sangsang, you have worked hard these days." Mo Zhengyan responded.
"Mr. Mo, it's not hard work, this is my job." He Sangsang replied.
At this point, He Sangsang returned to the general manager of Mo's.
Shao Fei noticed He Sangsang's return, "The special assistant He has appeared again."
He Sangsang? Song Qiyue remembered that she was sent by Mo Zhengyan to take care of Cheng Qingning at the Mo Mansion, and now she returned to Mo Shi, but she didn't know the reason, but it had nothing to do with her.
"Why do you have an extra notebook?" Shao Fei asked.
"One to work, one to play games, can't you?"
Song Qiyue's words left Shao Fei speechless, "Prodigal!"
At Guangtai Bona, at noon, Cheng Qingning arrived, "Mr. Li, I'm sorry, I took care of some personal matters this morning, so I asked for leave."
"What private matter?"
"A private matter is a private matter, do you still need to report?"
"I was delayed at work, and only made a phone call to Secretary Xie. I didn't approve it!"
Facing Li Chengyi's questioning, Cheng Qingning said, "I was moving this morning, so it was delayed."
"Moving?" Li Chengyi stared, he couldn't believe it, even more confused and suspicious. Suddenly, he seemed to understand, he said in a deep voice, "Moving to his villa without living in Mo Mansion?"
"Mr. Li, I don't need to report to you again." Cheng Qingning closed her voice and stopped answering him.
Li Chengyi looked at her tightly. The pen in his hand was so tightly held, but he suddenly loosened it, and raised the corners of his lips, "You are right, go out to work."
Cheng Qingning frowned, she didn't say much, got up and left.
Li Chengyi clasped his hands in front of his eyes, as if waiting for a countdown to come soon.
It won’t be long, Cheng Qingning, I will let you see!
...
In Mo's office, Song Qiyue was using a computer, and the other party sent an email with the content-the last step, the account name needs to be confirmed.