Crazy criticism for her!Disabled Master Qin pampers her and coaxes her

Chapter 13
opportunity.

Qing Ling didn't understand why it took time to tell Feng Mian. In his opinion, Feng Mian was already an adult and she could take responsibility for her actions. There was no such thing as timing.

While the two were talking, Feng Mian downstairs was still concentrating on preparing fruits. She had never doubted her life experience.

When she brought the fruit, Qing Ling just opened the door and walked out. He and his grandma had already hung up the phone and took the fruit plate from Feng Mian's hand.

"Did you die?" She still wanted to talk to her grandma for a while.

Qing Ling picked up a small fork and put a piece of watermelon into her mouth. She smiled and said, "I'll go with you to see grandma later."

Feng Mian naturally had no objection, "Okay."

As soon as they finished speaking, the conversation between the two of them was disrupted by the sound of a text message ringing. It was the notification that Yinque had passed the interview.

"Passed." She handed the phone to Qing Ling.

"Do you want to go?" Qing Ling asked for her opinion, "I have asked people to check the sound queue in the past few days. It has a good reputation in the industry, and it has increased its investment promotion during this period. It seems that it wants to expand it further. The business map is over, and there seems to be a hidden secret about what happened that day. Why don’t you wait until Xu Ping investigates clearly before you decide whether to go or not?”

Feng Mian really wanted to think about it for a few more days, but when Qing Ling said that there was another hidden story about what happened a few days ago, another thing from her previous life suddenly appeared in her mind, and she confirmed it again, "You said there was another hidden story about that day." Hidden secret?"

Qing Ling nodded, "Yes, when Xu Ping asked people to investigate, he found that the management of Yinque seemed to be hiding something. The details have not been found out yet. If it is really an accident, then that's it. If it is man-made or other reasons, this company is still It’s better to stay away.”

"I suddenly remembered something. In my previous life, I remember there was a TV report saying that there was a commercial building with aging wiring, and there seemed to be some problems with the building. In the end, three people were seriously injured. After investigation, it was found that the internal management of the group had committed a lot of corruption. , did not pay attention to safety issues in daily life. Later, the company was investigated and there was no news again. It couldn't be Yinque."

In her previous life, she had a love brain and her whole heart was with Qi Jun. She was just helping him deal with the Qin family. She didn't pay attention to these issues at all. She was not sure whether it was Yinque or not.

Qing Ling stared at her without saying a word. Feng Mian didn't know why he was looking at her, but she understood what he meant in his eyes and patted him on the shoulder, "Stop pretending."

Qing Ling laughed, hugged her and kissed her on the face, "Mianmian is so smart."

Feng Mian said funnyly: "You said it yourself so many times."

But she quickly put away her smile, looked into his eyes and asked anxiously: "I treated you so badly, and even indirectly killed grandpa, don't you hate me?"

She said with tears in her eyes.

Qing Ling also stopped smiling, hugged her tightly, and sighed distressedly.

"Silly Mianmian, how could I hate you? You were also taken advantage of. You are not to blame for what happened to grandpa. Wanfeng was the one who did it. You don't have to blame yourself. As for me, you don't have to feel guilty. I just did it in my previous life. I was really not good to you at first, so it’s right that you don’t like me. Now that we’ve both relived our lives, we shouldn’t think about the unpleasantness in our previous lives anymore. We will definitely grow old hand in hand in this life.”

After he finished speaking, he added, "With my grandparents."

Feng Mian listened to his calm words and felt her body temperature. Her tears couldn't stop flowing. Finally, she buried her head in his chest and sobbed non-stop. Her body trembled. Qing Ling patted her back and kept comforting her. .

I don't know how much time passed, but Feng Mian's sobs gradually became quieter and her body stopped moving. Qing Ling lowered her head and saw that Feng Mian was clutching the clothes on his chest with both hands, the tip of her nose was red, and she was sleeping quietly, like a cat. Same.

Looking at her peaceful sleeping face, Qing Ling smiled with satisfaction, stood up gently, and slowly put Feng Mian on the bed. But just as he was about to get up and leave, Feng Mian let out a sound, and her hands were still holding his clothes tightly. Qing Ling was standing there. I couldn't take it off, so I had to lie down next to her and watch her sleeping face slowly fall asleep.

The two of them slept until midnight the next day. Feng Mian woke up first. She touched the cabinet next to her but couldn't find her phone. When she opened her eyes, she found that the sun was shining outside and she was lying in Qing Ling's arms. Only then did she remember that she seemed to be tired from crying yesterday and fell asleep.

She looked up and found that her mobile phone was still on the table far away. She was too lazy to take it. Qing Ling hadn't woken up yet. She simply looked at Qing Ling's sleeping face. The more she looked at it, the more handsome she felt. When she thought of this, She giggled twice and squeezed into Qing Ling's arms.Thanks to her, Qing Ling woke up. He glanced at her sleepily and continued to sleep holding her in his arms, "Sleep a little longer."

Because he had just woken up, his voice sounded so magnetic that he was caught by the wind, so he closed his eyes and continued to sleep.

For a moment, she suddenly realized something. They hadn't yet come out with the outcome of yesterday's incident. Moreover, when was this already happening? She couldn't afford to go to work to earn money and wait to drink the northwest wind?

Thinking of this, she jumped up from the bed and pulled him up again, "Don't sleep, get up. You are the boss, why should you sleep? Get up and work."

Qing Ling grabbed her and said resentfully, "I am a boss in a vegetative state. I have nothing to be busy with at the moment."

That's even more unpleasant.

"No, I, as a worker, have to make money, and you, the boss, can't sleep in."

Five minutes later, the boss’ husband looked at his wife, a worker, with an aggrieved look on her face. He watched her take out her paintbrush and threw a few books out for him. “I paint mine, you look at yours, you accompany me.” That’s it for me.”

Anyway, she couldn't let him rest while he was busy.

Qing Ling looked at the "Illustration Collection", "Basics of Painting" and other books in his hands and fell silent.

This is not for him to see.

He took the book and sat on the sofa next to him, and continued the topic he had not finished talking about yesterday, "It should be the music palace. Wasn't I working on the reconstruction when the incident happened? Xu Ping told me that something happened to the Su family in Beicheng Son, that should be Yinque."

As for the variety show they prepared, it was also created by the Su family with all their efforts. It includes popular celebrities and amateurs, and the team is also very strong. They just want to use this variety show to restore their reputation.

"Then do you still want to go now?" Naturally, he did not recommend Feng Mian to go. After all, the water there was still very deep, and he was worried that something might happen to Feng Mian.

Feng Mian thought for a while, "I don't really want to go, but I haven't thought about other companies yet."

Qing Ling handed a piece of paper to Feng Mian, "These ones are pretty good."

As the same boss, he naturally knows how to judge the quality of a company.

"When did you do it? Why didn't I know?" She felt warm in her heart.

"Check it out when you have time. You can try it."

Qing Ling returned to the sofa and sat down as if nothing had happened and continued to read the book Feng Mian had given her. Feng Mian looked at his back and raised the corners of her mouth.

Since he has helped me so much, we can't let him down.

Feng Mian breathed a sigh of relief and continued painting.

In this way, one is painting and the other is reading, without disturbing each other.

(End of this chapter)