The staff delivered the steaming creme brulee at the right time, and Qingting greeted with a smile, "I have some snacks, eat quickly."

She stood up and went to the bathroom to wash her hands, put on hand cream, and then walked back satisfied. "start."

Fan Yuncan stared at the delicious food salivatingly, and remained motionless. Seeing her come back, he cheered and eagerly picked up a fork to eat.

Fan Qihua was a little absent-minded and couldn't taste the taste in her mouth.

"Qingting, this invitation letter..."

What kind of art exhibition do you want to hold?whose painting?She was confused and completely lost her way.

Qing Ting also couldn't figure out his intention, the invitation letter was very delicate, but the content was very simple, only the location and time were written, and it was held for a total of three days.

She thought about it, but couldn't figure it out, "Don't worry about it, it's good to learn more."

As for the partner, she didn't even think about it. Qihua company's qualifications are not enough, and it is completely uncompetitive.

Fan Qihua suddenly became enlightened, and suddenly felt that the pudding was sweet and delicious, and couldn't help but eat up all of it.

"That's right, will you go with me then?"

Qingting didn't pay much attention to this matter, "Let's talk about it later."

What's so interesting about the art exhibition? By the way, he didn't seem to have given her an invitation letter.

Fan Qihua also knew her temperament, so she didn't force her, and secretly decided to bring her daughter with her to open her eyes.

On the first day, the business was booming. A group of people worked until ten o'clock to finish the work, and the turnover was astonishing.

Qingting looked at the account book very funny, this is really a surprise.

She generously invited the employees to have supper, the small flower shop was full of joy, and everyone's faces were filled with happiness.

Qingting didn't have the habit of eating supper, so she ate a few mouthfuls casually, paid the bill and found an excuse to leave first.

Tired at the end of the day, she really wanted to go back to rest early, but after thinking about it, she went to another place.

When Aunt Fang came to open the door, she was very surprised. It was so late, why did the young lady still come?

Holding a bunch of things, Qingting looked up to the second floor with a look of anticipation, "Is Mommy asleep? I brought her favorite flowers and snacks."

Aunt Fang couldn't bear to look away, her voice was very weak, "Madam is asleep."

Qingting sighed in disappointment, "Then I won't bother her anymore, thank Mommy for me, call me if you need anything."

I knew it would be like this, but I still wanted to try it.

Aunt Fang blushed and felt very ashamed, "Young Madam, you are the most reasonable, sensible and well-behaved, so considerate of Madam, I want to thank you for Madam."

Such a good girl really makes people feel distressed. I don't know what Madam thinks, she insists on being so unreasonable and rejecting others thousands of miles away.

Such a child has solid eyes, sincere affection, and is suitable for IKEA, whether she is a daughter or a daughter-in-law, she is qualified.

Every time she saw her disappointed eyes, she felt distressed.

Qingting smiled slightly, and comforted her softly, "What are you talking about, intimacy is like tongue and teeth fighting, we are a family, she is my mommy, I will never forget that."

Every word comes from the heart and is deeply touching.

Aunt Fang's heart melted, she nodded again and again, "Okay."

"Take good care of Mommy." Qing Ting put down her things, and as the night was getting late, she didn't want to delay any longer, so she left and left. Aunt Fang personally escorted her to the gate, very courteous.

Qing Ting was about to open the door and go out, when she suddenly remembered something, "No one is here to harass you?"

"No." Aunt Fang was startled, "What's wrong?"

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