Mr. Chen's marriage is heartwarming

Chapter 258 Maybe he is similar to his own child

Chen Qianmo raised his wrist to glance at the time, and said, "It's getting late, I'm going home."

After he finished speaking, he didn't invite his father to stay, nor did he say anything else, but opened the door and walked into the room.

Seeing him coming in, Yan Qingruo smiled and said, "Have you finished? Why didn't Dad come in?"

"He has his own home, what is he doing in our house?" Chen Qianmo smiled and took Yan Qingruo into his arms.

He had sworn since he was a child that when he grew up, he would never be a man like his father, nor a husband or father like his father.

Regarding Yan Qingruo, he will never have any half-heartedness, because she is the only woman he believes in.

Yan Qingruo heard the sound of the car starting, and knew that Chen Boan was about to leave.

Chen Qianmo couldn't let go of his mother's affairs, and it seemed that it was difficult to let go of his obsession with his father.

Yan Qingruo had no choice but to stop mentioning this matter, and said, "Sister-in-law Zhang made some soup for you, sit down and drink some."

Chen Qianmo reached out and rubbed her hair: "I told you to follow me in fear, so you have to drink more."

"As long as I'm by your side, I'm not afraid of anything." Yan Qingruo firmly raised her eyes to look at Chen Qianmo, and said seriously, "Qianmo, I want to see you happy and not worried about anything."

Chen Qianmo raised the corners of her lips, showing a gentle smile: "With you, I will be happy."

Yan Qingruo buried her head in his broad chest again, feeling the sweet taste surging.

This case is temporarily suspended.

Because it was the Shen family who sent people to assassinate Chen Qianmo and Yan Qingruo, it was impossible for Chen Qianmo to go to Italy to handle the huge Shen family case.

The Shen family has many years of history in Italy, and its roots are also very deep.

Without complete preparation, it is not suitable for hands-on.

So I had to put it on hold for now.

The days seem to be calm again, but something seems to have changed.

Yan Qingruo continued to work at Chutian News.

The current Chu Anche also seemed to have changed something, but he couldn't tell exactly what changed.

Anyway, although he still maintains the same indifferent and indifferent attitude towards Yan Qingruo as before, Yan Qingruo clearly feels that he has never made things difficult for her again, nor has he said anything to embarrass her.

Reporter Li, the short-haired reporter, and all other things, knew that Yan Qingruo was the young mistress of the Chen family, and they all stopped for a while.

Yan Qingruo's days are really easier than ever.

She was off work that day, so she asked Jian Shuyao to have dinner with her early.

Lin Chuxia sighed and said on the phone: "You guys get together first, I won't come. What a fool, I just found such a good design company. It is said that the boss is still the mysterious MrsLu, but he actually said that he would close the company." If you lose the company, you will lose such a great market in country S?"

Yan Qingruo knew very well that this was from the Shen family, and she didn't want Lu Wanrong to have anything to do with Country S, so she closed down the branch immediately.

However, MrsLu's sales in country S are still going on, but they are all imported from Italy.

"So you're busy changing jobs now?" Yan Qingruo asked with a smile. Although it was a pity, there was no other way.

"No, I have to sort out this series of miscellaneous things, and the process of closing the company is troublesome enough." Lin Chuxia said frantically, "I don't even have time to have dinner with you..."

After listening to Lin Chuxia's complaints for a while, Yan Qingruo put down the phone and said to Jian Shuyao, "Let's make an appointment with Chuxia next time, she is in a state of distress right now."

"Well, good." Jian Shuyao looked Yan Qingruo up and down, "Ruoruo, are you really okay?"

"It's really gone, everything is fine." Yan Qingruo said happily with open arms.

Jian Shuyao said emotionally: "If you say that Young Master Mo is so kind to you, he is willing to give up his life. You are also, you don't care about his life... It is rare to meet such a person in your life, so you should cherish it."

Yan Qingruo said with a smile: "Shuyao, you will meet too."

She reached out and held Jian Shuyao's hand, trying to comfort Jian Shuyao.

It can be seen that although Jian Shuyao looks the same as before, she seems to be happy and happy, but there is always a slight sadness between her eyebrows and eyes.

Every time Yan Qingruo thinks about Jian Shuyao, she feels very sad.

But there was nothing she could do to help Jian Shuyao.

Verbal comfort is pale, but it can finally make Jian Shuyao feel better.

"Thank you, Ruoruo. After coming back for so long, I feel that my mood has opened up a lot." Jian Shuyao took a sip of juice, "Do you remember what you said to me before? Don't be confused by your heart, not trapped by your emotions , don’t fear the future, don’t think about the past, so peaceful. That’s exactly what I’m doing now... Try to let yourself not be held back by the past.”

Yan Qingruo smiled and nodded, "It's right to think so. Just move forward with one heart, and you can be very happy."

Jian Shuyao laughed, Yan Qingruo also laughed when she saw her mood improved.

Halfway through the meal, Yan Qingruo stood up and said, "Shuyao, I'm going to the bathroom, I'll be right back."

Jian Shuyao nodded.

Yan Qingruo had just left for a while when her cell phone rang.

Jian Shuyao glanced at it, and the name on it showed "Xiao'an".

She picked it up and took a look, then looked in Yan Qingruo's direction, but she saw that Yan Qingruo never came back.

Because no one answered, the phone hung up.

But immediately, he called again.

Jian Shuyao thought, let's pick it up first to see what's going on, and just pass it on to Ruoruo later.

She picked it up and said, "Hi, I'm Ruoruo's friend. If Ruoruo is going to the bathroom, please call me later."

"Auntie..." On the other end of the phone, there was a sound of a little boy.

Jian Shuyao's heart was hit hard and suddenly.

She didn't know why, but suddenly felt that the air around her was thinner, and for a while, she felt that she couldn't breathe.

On the other end of the phone, Xiao An continued: "Auntie, can Xiao An talk to you?"

"Little friend, what's the matter with you?" Jian Shuyao finally came back to her senses and asked gently.

She suddenly remembered that her child, if there hadn't been that accident, might just be about the same age as the kid on the phone.

Thinking of this, Jian Shuyao almost shed tears.

"I don't call you kid. Auntie can call me Xiao An. Xiao An just had dinner and is playing with puzzles..." Xiao An said obediently.

"Then you can call me Auntie Shuyao, I am Ruoruo's friend." Jian Shuyao said softly.

(End of this chapter)