The famous family loves marriage, sweet to the point

Chapter 128 129: If you want to eat, I will have it
The atmosphere in the lounge suddenly became warm and harmonious.

Ye Qingxin's sweet "Grandma" directly sweetened Mrs. Jing's heart.

Mrs. Jing's slightly cloudy old eyes were filled with water mist, and she said "Ah" very solemnly and loudly.

The more she looked at Ye Qingxin, the more she liked her from the bottom of her heart.

She is Jing Boyuan's grandson, and the task of spreading the branches and leaves for the Jing family is all on him alone, but who knows that she waits and waits, Jing Boyuan has never had any intention of getting married, not even a woman Once, she was so anxious that she got angry during the day and wiped tears at night.

She was once worried that there was something wrong with her eldest grandson, and hinted that Jing Boyuan should go to the hospital to see him, but Jing Boyuan pretended not to understand, and she had nothing to do with him.

Ye Qingxin's appearance was simply her savior. All she dreamed at night was that Ye Qingxin gave birth to her big fat grandson, and she woke up several times with a smile.

Moreover, Ye Qingxin is good-looking, good at studying, soft-tempered, sensible and polite, knows how to advance and retreat, except for her bad background, there is nothing else to say, she is no worse than those so-called famous ladies and ladies, She's a sweet little girl.

Mrs. Jing stared at Ye Qingxin's face, the more she looked at her, the more she smiled.

Seeing that the affection between the two was out of control, Jing Boyuan raised his hand and glanced at his watch, and interrupted, "Grandma, you and grandpa have been tired for half a day, go back and rest earlier."

As he spoke, he took out his mobile phone and made a call, and told the driver of the old house to drive the car to the hotel entrance.

After putting away the phone, he got up, "Let's go, grandma, I'll take you downstairs."

Ye Qingxin reached out and took the egg from Mrs. Jing's hand, "I'll do it myself, you and grandpa can go back and rest."

Mrs. Jing really felt a little tired and didn't insist, "Okay then, just roll yourself out, and grandma will go back with grandpa first."

Ye Qingxin got up and wanted to follow her to see off the elders.

Jing Boyuan gave him a look, and ordered: "You stay."

Ye Qingxin: "..."

Mrs. Jing suddenly remembered something before leaving the house, and she turned her head and said to Ye Qingxin and Jing Boyuan seriously: "Don't take measures, do you hear me? If you have one, get married quickly, and I will bring it to you when you are born. It will affect the world of the two of you."

Ye Qingxin and Jing Boyuan: "..."

Mr. Jing coughed twice in embarrassment, "Okay, don't worry about the children's affairs."

Mrs. Jing suddenly became unhappy, "Could it be that you don't want to hug your great-grandson? When my great-grandson is born, you won't be allowed to hug him!"

Mr. Jing: "..."

As if thinking of something again, Mrs. Jing said: "Why don't you both get your certificates first, since Xinxin has reached the legal age for marriage anyway, as for the wedding...Xinxin, does your family know about you? Pick a time to let Ah Yuan and his father went to your house..."

Jing Boyuan interrupted at the right time: "Grandma, it's getting late, go back, I have my own arrangements for this matter."

Mrs. Jing nodded, "Then you have to hurry up and marry Xinxin back home as soon as possible, so I can feel at ease."

Jing Boyuan sent the elders downstairs, and just as he was about to leave the door, Jing Si came over, and Ye Jundong was chatting with a few men in the lounge area of ​​the lobby.

"Dad, Mom, are you going back? I haven't been back to your place for a long time, can you let me stay there for a few days? Jundong is going to Shanghai on a business trip at night, and Xiaolin went to the summer camp with his classmates. I'm bored at home by myself."

Mrs. Jing laughed, "Look at what you said, you are my daughter, can I not let you go home?"

Jing Si glanced behind Jing Boyuan, and asked casually, "Where's Xinxin?"

Jing Boyuan faded back: "Upstairs."

Jing Si said in an elder's educational tone: "A Yuan, I can understand that this little girl is young and ignorant, but today is a good day for mother, no matter what, you can't conflict with the distinguished guests at this time, it will make people look uncomfortable." Don't make jokes, you can't let her do this, you have to teach her well when you go back."

Jing Boyuan's expression didn't fluctuate, he just looked at Jing Si, his calm eyes gave a strong oppressive force, "Then what does Auntie think Xinxin should do? She won't fight back if she scolds or beat her, and let others step on the Jing family's head." Show off your might?"

Jing Boyuan lightly escalated his personal conflicts to family conflicts. It was a matter of the family's face, so naturally he couldn't let it go and let others step down on the Jing family.

A dark look flashed across Jing Si's eyes, and he said with a sneer, "Of course not."

She has been immersed in the officialdom for many years, and she has a deterrent aura, otherwise she would not be able to suppress those old fritters, but in front of this junior, she always feels weak, and she is easily intimidated by his calmness, This feeling made her feel apprehensive, but also quite uncomfortable.

The sun at two o'clock in the afternoon was particularly vicious.

Watching the two elders get into the car, Jing Boyuan turned around and wanted to go back upstairs, but Ye Jundong came out from inside and called him: "A Yuan."

"Uncle." Jing Boyuan greeted him politely but alienated.

Ye Jundong nodded, and with the hand holding the cigarette, he squeezed out a cigarette from the cigarette case and handed it over.

Jing Boyuan reached out to take it, took out the lighter from his trouser pocket and lit it, the two stood at the gate and smoked like this, the sun outside was very close to them, and they were sweating in a short while.

For a while.

Jing Boyuan said lightly, "Uncle, if you have something to say, say it."

Ye Jundong took a puff of the cigarette, tapped the body of the cigarette with his middle finger, "Are you serious about Xinxin?"

Jing Boyuan swept over with his deep eyes, and his tone was unclear: "Uncle is very concerned?"

Ye Jundong laughed softly, "It's not about caring, I just want to say, Xinxin is a hard-working child, and a good child, you should treat her well."

After all, that little girl called him Dad for nearly seven or eight years. She still remembered that she had just come to their house and was only three years old. She had been sick for a long time before recovering, and he had taken care of her day and night.

In the next few years, he also liked her a little bit. She was smart, beautiful, sensible and well-behaved since she was a child. Such a child can easily capture the hearts of adults.

It's just that at that time he didn't know how to express his love for the child, and because his beloved first love was abused by another man all day long, and his son was born to Zhou Qiaoqiao with another man, he was always in a bad mood. It's not going to get better, I just think about living my whole life like a walking corpse, and I put very little energy on Ye Qingxin. Looking back now, I feel that I was really an incompetent and indifferent father at that time.

Later, before his first love died, his first love told him that Zhou Qiaoqiao was the culprit who caused their separation back then. He hated him so much that he didn't even have any liking for Ye Qingxin anymore. He just felt that the house was so dirty that it made him sick.

Leaving T City, he was still like a walking dead, and he was in a trance every day, not knowing what he was going to do, until he met a woman who looked exactly like his first love, and his heart revived in an instant.

I met Zhou Qiaoqiao some time ago, and after returning home, he always dreamed about the past, messy and everything, but in the end, the picture would always freeze at the young Ye Qingxin running towards him with a bright smile on her face, The scene where he called him daddy.

Ye Jundong's thoughts drifted away, and Jing Boyuan's deep and alienated voice sounded in his ears, "Don't bother uncle to worry about this, I will naturally take good care of my people."

Ye Jundong nodded.

Jing Boyuan said: "I still have something to do, so I won't accompany uncle."

Ye Jundong still nodded, looking thoughtful.

Jing Boyuan copied his pocket with one hand, and walked into the elevator with a cigarette in his other hand.

The elevator went up to the fifth floor and stopped. There was a stylishly dressed young lady standing outside. She was not going to come in, but her eyes touched the man standing in the middle of the elevator, she paused for a moment, and walked in.

The elevator door slowly closed.

The lady leaned towards Jing Boyuan calmly, then turned to face him, with a graceful smile on the corner of her mouth, a little shy, and stretched out Bai Shengsheng's hand, "Mr. Jing, my name is Liu Shushu, and I am Liu Jia's daughter. We met at the reception a week ago, do you remember?"

Liu Jiajing Boyuan remembers that he was in the building materials business and had cooperation from time to time.

His eyes fell on Liu Shushu's face, and he nodded slightly at her, remaining polite, but turned a blind eye to the hand she stretched out in front of him.

Embarrassment flashed across Liu Shushu's face, but she soon laughed again. Just as she opened her mouth to say something, the elevator door opened with a 'ding'.

Jing Boyuan walked past her directly, striding out of the elevator.

Liu Shushu froze for a moment in embarrassment, then raised her heel.

in the lounge.

Ye Qingxin was chatting with Gu Jiao when Jing Boyuan opened the door and came in.

Seeing him coming back, Gu Jiao immediately stood up and said goodbye, "I'll leave first if someone is with you. You need to apply an ice pack to your face, and it will recover soon."

Ye Qingxin nodded, "Thank you, sister Jiaojiao."

Gu Jiao smiled, "Let's go." Then she nodded to Jing Boyuan, picked up her handbag and walked towards the door.

After leaving the lounge, she closed the door behind her backhand.

At this time, Liu Shushu just followed Jing Boyuan's footsteps into the banquet hall. The banquet hall was in a mess and the staff were cleaning it up.

Gu Jiao stared at the panting Liu Shushu for a moment, walked towards her and asked, "Shushu, why are you here?"

Liu Shushu looked around, "I, I'm looking for someone..."

Gu Jiao looked back at the closed lounge door, "Are you looking for Jing Boyuan?"

Liu Shushu's eyes lit up first, then she dodged a little, "You, did you see him?"

Seeing her like this, Gu Jiao understood everything in her heart, and she probably bowed down to a peach blossom under Jing Boyuan's suit trousers again. Gu Jiao smiled and opened her mouth to the door of the lounge: "I see, I was just here Talk to his fiancée inside, why, do you have something to do with him?"

Liu Shushu was taken aback, "Fiancee?"

Gu Jiao's smile became brighter and brighter, "Yeah, a beauty like a fairy, you and I add up to a thousand, but you can't compare to her one toe, what kind of treasure is Jing Boyuan... Oh, what do you want?" Look for him, go in, they're inside."

Liu Shushu lowered her head and meditated for a moment, then smiled coquettishly, "It seems inconvenient for me to go in this way, so what, I suddenly remembered that I still have something to do, so I left first."

Gu Jiao looked back at the door of the lounge again, her eyes dimmed, she turned her head and smiled again: "It just so happens that I'm going downstairs too, together."

She just cut off a peach blossom in Jing Boyuan like this lightly, not knowing whether it was for Ye Qingxin or for herself.

in the lounge.

Sitting on the sofa, Jing Boyuan stared at Ye Qingxin's red and swollen face with deep eyes for a while, then raised his hand to touch it, but stopped when there was a slight difference, and changed to brushing the broken hair on her cheek.

"It still hurts?"

Ye Qingxin grinned and shook her head.

Jing Boyuan's thin lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but the sudden vibration of the mobile phone disturbed his words, he took out the mobile phone to check it, hung up and put it aside.

"Why didn't you answer?" Ye Qingxin asked.

"An unimportant phone call." Jing Boyuan stretched out his hand and pulled her into his arms, and raised her thin chin with his fingers, "You are so cruel to yourself?"

At that time outside the bathroom, he knew that Ye Qingxin's injury was not caused by others.

I still remember when I first met her and saw her being molested by a young man with a mohawk hairstyle in front of the bus stop, she easily broke the young man's wrist, with that neat technique and ruthlessness, those pampered daughters How could the young lady be her opponent.

Ye Qingxin sneered, "The situation was urgent at the time, and I was busy pretending to be pitiful and sympathetic, so I didn't care so much. Next time, I will pinch it lightly." After a pause, she suddenly remembered something, and asked, "Did you not care about it from the beginning?" Do you know that I made this face myself? And grandma, she seems to have figured it out early on."

Jing Boyuan said: "I don't know how grandma sees it, but I know that my heart is not so easy to be bullied. Even if I want to be bullied, it is you who bully others."

Ye Qingxin was hesitant, "But, do you think that I am a man with a deep city, a lot of tricks, and a savage?"

Jing Boyuan held the back of her neck with his right hand, stroked the tiny hairline at her hairline with his thumb, and said in a soft and gentle voice, "I'm at ease if you do this, I don't have to worry about you being bullied by others."

After a moment of silence, he said again: "No matter how barbaric you are, in front of me, why don't you obediently let me manipulate you."

For some reason, these words sounded inexplicably ambiguous in Ye Qingxin's ears, her ears felt hot, and she glared at Jing Boyuan.

Jing Boyuan smiled, raised her chin again with his fingers, and looked at her face carefully. The smile on the corner of her mouth gradually faded, his brows were slightly tightened, and he said in a somewhat forceful tone: "Don't let yourself get hurt again."

Ye Qingxin pouted her lips and said: "I don't want to either, but I beat four people at that time. If they come back and start a fight, even if they pick the head, as long as their parents catch me beating someone, I will have nothing to do." But it can be argued that when the time comes, you will be implicated..."

Jing Boyuan stared closely at Ye Qingxin's eyes, and said word by word: "Xinxin, you have to trust me."

Under his gaze, Ye Qingxin's heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

His eyes were deep and viscous, like the surface of a calm deep sea, making it hard for people to see what kind of danger was hidden under the surface calm, but inexplicably, while her heart beat faster, her heart felt peaceful.

'You've got to trust me' is a promise.

Promise to protect her well.

Ye Qingxin wrapped her arms around Jing Boyuan's neck, kissed his thin lips, and said with a smile, "Okay, I will leave it to Mr. Jing to protect me from now on."

Jing Boyuan was amused by her witty words, and subconsciously raised his hand to pinch her cheek, but he stopped in time and pinched her earlobe instead.

Ye Qingxin's earlobes are small and soft, tender and smooth to the touch, very comfortable.

"The guests outside have already left, when shall we go back?"

Jing Boyuan hugged her, and kissed her lips like a dragonfly, "Go home now."

The two walked out of the hotel side by side, and the doorman had already driven the car over.

Not long after the car was on the road, Ye Qingxin suddenly remembered something. She was going to move to the rental house that she rented with Dou Weier before. Now that it was summer vacation, she didn't have to worry about money for the time being. Here is the ready-to-wear that An Anxin made for the entries.

"Bo Yuan, let me tell you something."

Jing Boyuan controlled the steering wheel with both hands, and gave a faint 'hmm' when he heard the words.

"Tomorrow, I want to move to Tailin Farm, and Wei Er and I rented a house there—"

Before the words finished, Jing Boyuan turned his head to look at her, and interrupted her: "Are you notifying me, or are you discussing with me?"

Notification and consultation are two completely different concepts.

Ye Qingxin vaguely understood what he meant by asking this question. If she said it was a 'discussion', he would probably say 'no'. After thinking about it, she said: "I've already made a decision, I just want to let you know."

Jing Bo was silent.

Suddenly something was wrong.

Ye Qingxin noticed that Jing Boyuan's breath was slightly heavy. After thinking about it, she explained: "Wei Er and I both participated in the fashion design competition hosted by Liangyan Group, and the finals will be over a month away. Before the finals, the ready-made garments of the entries are made, and the two of them can help each other when they are together."

"Besides, there is a zero-cloth market near the Tailin Farm, so it is more convenient to buy materials."

Jing Bo was silent.

Ye Qingxin reached out and pulled Jing Boyuan's suit sleeve, and said in a pitiful voice, "Boyuan..."

quite a while.

Only then did Jing Boyuan speak calmly, "Can't do it in Nanshan Villa? I'll ask Aunt Zhang to buy something for you if you need it. If you want to go to the cloth market, you can ask Master Lu to send it to you."

Ye Qingxin let go of his sleeve, and turned to play with the lighter in the storage box, "But, what about Wei Er? We can help each other solve any problems we have together. The time is tight, so we can save some time. , How can anyone live together without getting married?"

She always cared about it.

This is the reserve that a girl should have.

Jing Boyuan stretched out his right hand to hold Ye Qingxin's little hand playing with the lighter, "Then get married."

The tone was still light, as if what he said was not a major event in life, but a very common thing.

Ye Qingxin stared at Jing Boyuan's face for a few seconds, and saw that his face was normal, his eyes were calm and deep, and he really couldn't tell whether he said this sincerely or casually.

After a while, Ye Qingxin laughed, "I haven't graduated yet."

Then there was a lengthy silence.

Neither of them spoke again, Ye Qingxin didn't mention moving out, and Jing Boyuan didn't mention marriage again, as if it was just a few chats between the two of them, and when the talk was over, it was over.

The car drove into the villa just after three o'clock in the afternoon, and a young lady came out of the house. She looked about 24 or [-] years old, wearing an apron, her hair was all up, and she was wearing a short-sleeved shirt and capri pants.

She smiled and shouted respectfully in the direction of the car: "Mr. is back."

Ye Qingxin asked Jing Boyuan: "She is..."

Jing Boyuan replied: "Servant, I just finished my maternity leave."

Ye Qingxin suddenly remembered that when she first came here to work as a part-time worker, Aunt Zhang seemed to tell her that a maid named Xiaojing was on maternity leave, probably this person.

Seeing Ye Qingxin get out of the car, Xiao Jing smiled and called out: "Miss Ye."

Ye Qingxin nodded to her, and said with a smile, "Hello."

After entering the living room, Ye Qingxin looked in the direction of the kitchen in doubt, "Where is Aunt Zhang?"

Xiao Jing replied: "Aunt Zhang has something to do at night, so I'm leaving first. I'll make dinner for my husband and Ms. Ye tonight, and my husband knows about it."

Ye Qingxin looked at Jing Boyuan, Jing Boyuan unbuttoned his suit, nodded, walked over and grabbed her belt, she sat down in front of the sofa, turned her head and told Xiao Jing: "Bring two ice packs here, and two more a towel."

Xiaojing's movements are very neat, her legs are also diligent, but after a while, she came over with a towel and ice pack on a tray.

Jing Boyuan wrapped two rolls of the ice pack with a towel, pulled Ye Qingxin down on his lap, and carefully applied the ice pack to her face, "Does it hurt?"

Ye Qingxin grinned: "It doesn't hurt."

Jing Boyuan frowned slightly, and lightly poked the red and swollen part of her face with his index finger, causing Ye Qingxin to gasp in pain.

She stared at Jing Boyuan accusingly.

Jing Boyuan supported the two ice packs with one big hand, and brushed away the broken hair on her forehead with the other hand, his movements were gentle and loving, "Just say it hurts."

Ye Qingxin was stunned for a moment, and immediately a warm current flowed through her heart.

She just looked at him like this, not knowing what to say for a moment.

He could always see through her disguise easily.

Since she was ten years old, she has learned to support a home with her thin shoulders, and she has learned to keep everything in her heart, not to mention pain or tiredness, and it has become a habit now.

Jing Boyuan followed the hair beside her ear, "Xinxin, there is milk for a crying child. In front of me, you don't have to be so strong."

Ye Qingxin's heart was warm, and she understood what he meant, but she smiled and said, "Then I'm crying now, does Mr. Jing have milk for me?"

I don't know which nerve in Jing Boyuan was stimulated by these words, Ye Qingxin saw his eyes darken suddenly, and the hand that ran along her hair moved to the neckline of her dress, "If you want to eat, I will have it."

　Uncle and Xinxin are sticky together all day long, and Mouyao is going to let them live separately, so they will be very enthusiastic and intense when they meet each other every few days, Mouyao likes it very much [Don't think wrong, Mouyao is a serious person]

　　But we won't be separated for too long, because the uncle's urinating nature, I can't stand not sleeping with my wife at night.

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　　Mou Yao burst into tears

　　
　
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