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Chapter 334 Chapter 335: She is really a good granddaughter of the Yan family! (5) 1 more

The conversation broke up badly in the end, and Mrs. Yan's sister stomped away with Mrs. Yan's two elder brother's sons.

After the few people left, Mrs. Yan sat on the sofa in silence for a long time, holding a cup of tea in her hand. The swaying ripples on the surface of the tea were the same as her mood, unable to calm down.

Ye Qingxin sat beside her and held her hand.

Gu Jiao's betrayal made the old man even more chilling and disappointed than Song Yuting's betrayal.

I don't know how long it has passed. Mrs. Jing and Mrs. Sheng got up after taking a nap. They entered the living room and noticed the oppressive atmosphere. Pass."

Gu Jiao's father and grandma came here to plead for Gu Jiao.

At this time, Ye Qingguo also took a nap. He has been living in Nanshan villa for this period of time, and the wounds on his body have basically healed. Some places have begun to shed scabs, and he will scratch the itchy place. He ran while scratching the itchy place Xiang Ye fell in love and yelled: "Sister, it's so itchy, so uncomfortable!"

His appearance broke the silence in the living room.

Ye Qingxin pulled his hand out of his clothes, "Xiaoguo is obedient, don't scratch it, it will be fine in a few days, bear with it."

"But, it's very itchy." Ye Qingguo twisted his shoulder blades uneasily, trying to relieve the itching by rubbing his skin against his clothes.

Ye Qingxin's wounds all over her body also itch these past two days, and sometimes it's really unbearable. She tried to divert Ye Qingguo's attention, turned on the TV, and asked Ye Qingguo to watch Ultraman.

Soon, Ye Qingguo's attention was diverted to the TV.

Mrs. Yan, Mrs. Jing, and Mrs. Sheng went upstairs to the baby room to see the three little guys. Ye Qingxin coaxed Ye Qingguo to go upstairs. The three old men were washing the three little guys' buttocks, and the little guys pooped again. Got a little ass.

"By the way, Xinxin, the children haven't got their names yet, do you have any ideas?" Mrs. Sheng looked at Ye Qingxin expectantly as if she suddenly remembered.

She and Mrs. Yan discussed with Mrs. Jing before that Ye Qingxin's children were born, one family, and the Yan family has a beautiful face and needs an heir. In order to break Sheng Wenqiong's coveting of the lavender manor, he gave Sheng Wenqiong all other properties of the Sheng family, and there was nothing left for an heir to inherit.

However, Mrs. Sheng still hopes to have a male of Sheng family blood to continue the surname 'Sheng'.

However, Mrs. Jing did not accept the suggestion of Mrs. Sheng and Yan.

"That won't work. The descendants of the Jing family can only be named Jing." This was Mrs. Jing's reaction at the time.

But the child's surname, the child's parents have the most say. I didn't mention this to Ye Qingxin before, because I didn't want to affect her pregnancy. Now that the child is born, I can talk about this matter.

"I haven't decided on the child's name yet." Ye Qingxin said honestly, "I'll give you a nickname, and let Bo Yuan pick the name."

It's not that Ye Qingxin didn't see the longing in Mrs. Sheng's eyes, she smiled and pretended to be stupid.

In this matter, she respected what the Jing family wanted.

Mrs. Sheng and Mrs. Yan heard that Ye Qingxin was favoring the Jing family. Although they had regrets, they did not blame them. It was because they were greedy.

It's almost five o'clock.

Ye Qingxin received a call from Jing Boyuan, she had a social engagement at night, so she had to come back later.

Ye Qingxin was breastfeeding her child, she hung up the phone without saying a few words, and then another call came in.

It was the organizer of the Youth Fashion Designer Contest back then. Ye Qingxin's personal press conference in September was solely in charge of the organizer. They informed her that the ready-to-wear had been made and asked her to take a look at it sometime.

At the beginning, because she won the competition, she got a chance to hold a personal press conference at Paris Fashion Week. One week after she handed over the design draft to the organizer, she received a call from there, saying that her design draft had passed Paris Fashion Week. audit.

Only then did Ye Qingxin realize that it is not that if you get an opportunity, you will definitely be able to enter it, and you have to pass the audit of Fashion Week. They have to see the works of outstanding designers from all over the world every year and every season, and their eyes have long been sharpened and vicious. , It is not easy to impress them.

Ye Qingxin thanked the organizer's contact person, gave the specific time, and hung up the phone.

She still had a few days before confinement, and the day of confinement happened to be the full moon feast of the three little guys. She set the time for seeing ready-to-wear in the past as September 9rd.

Her personal press conference time has been confirmed, on September 9th, at the Academy of Fine Arts in the 25th district of Paris.

There are still twenty or so days, enough to make adjustments and modifications to some deficiencies in the ready-made garments.

Calculated, the time of her personal press conference is very close to the time of the centennial celebration of University B, which is on September 28th. At that time, Ye Qingxin should have been in Paris and hadn't come back yet.

Thinking about going out for a while, the child must not be taken with her, Ye Qingxin looked down at Mumu in her arms, Mumu opened a pair of bright black eyes, swallowing milk while looking at her mother, with one arm Stuffed by Ye Qingxin's side, the other small hand pressed Ye Qingxin's other side through the clothes, as if swearing his own ownership, a bit domineering.

She should start saving milk for the little ones by now.

Ten p.m.

When Jing Boyuan came out from Time Allure, Luo Feng opened the door for him.

When the car was on the road, Luo Feng said while controlling the steering wheel: "Gu Jiao's lawyer submitted an application for release on bail to the public security organ today, and wants to keep Gu Jiao out."

As he said that, Luo Feng raised his eyes and looked at the rearview mirror, just in time a ray of light came in from outside, hitting Jing Boyuan's face, and for a moment, Luo Feng saw his boss's deep eyes.

"However, we said hello to that side in advance, and that side will find an excuse to suppress it."

Jing Boyuan closed his eyes and did not speak.

"Today, Gu Xingde and the old lady of the Gu family went to the villa, and they didn't look very good when they left. They should have run into a wall with Mrs. Yan."

It's not that Luo Feng is interested in paying attention to the trend of the Gu family. Luo Feng is not from the capital city. He has a cousin with a good relationship in his hometown. He didn't even graduate, and he wasn't qualified enough to enter the security department of Boway. Luo Feng's client found him a good job as a doorman outside.

Coincidentally, he was the guard of Nanshan Villa Villa Area.

His cousin is also very clever. He saw Luo Feng driving in and out of the Nanshan villa a few times. When he noticed it, he knew that Luo Feng's boss lived in the No. 8 courtyard of the villa area.

Afterwards, if there was any disturbance in No. 8 Courtyard, he immediately called Luo Feng to tell him. As for his cousin's intentions, Luo Feng also knew.

He still didn't give up the idea of ​​entering Bowei.

"The old lady was confused before, and she can't keep being confused."

The man's low voice came from behind the car, Luo Feng nodded, and replied: "Gu Xingde probably won't let it go, I'm afraid he will often go to Mrs. Yan in the future, do you want me to call the guard at Nanshan Villa? Say hello, and when he goes again in the future, he will not call him directly, so as not to disturb his wife all the time."

Jing Boyuan didn't answer.

If you don't refuse, it's the default.

Luo Feng has been with Jing Boyuan for so many years, so he still knows this.

Twenty minutes later, the car stopped at the gate of No. 8 Nanshan Villa, watching Jing Boyuan enter the gate of the villa, Luo Feng got in the car again and drove away.

Passing by the guard room, Luo Feng parked his car outside the gate, and when he got out of the car, a young man in a security uniform greeted him with a smile on his face.

"cousin."

"Why aren't you off work?" Luo Feng followed the young man into the guard room.

The young man poured a cup of tea and served it, "Something happened to a colleague's family, I'll take his shift." He pulled a chair and sat down next to Luo Feng, "It's so late to send your boss back? These bosses really busy."

"Why do you live in such a luxurious villa when you're not busy, and how does the company go public?" Luo Feng took a sip from his teacup while holding the shelf of the assistant to the boss of the big group.

"My cousin is right. I heard that Pauway Group has made a lot of money this year. Your boss took [-]% of the profit and distributed it to all employees. Your company is so big that [-]% is good. A few million, can one person have tens of thousands?"

Luo Feng smiled, "You are well informed."

There were several young people in security uniforms beside them. They all knew that Luo Feng was the assistant of Bowei's boss.

Seeing that the greetings were almost over, Luo Feng said: "Our Mrs. Jing's wife has just given birth to a baby, and it's time for her to rest, but a lot of things have happened recently, which has made our wife very troubled."

"Brother, did you mean that the two groups of people who went to Court No. 8 in the afternoon disturbed Mrs. Jing?" Luo Feng's cousin was very clever, and immediately realized, "When they come again in the future, just block the door."

Luo Feng smiled again, glanced at his cousin, stood up and patted his shoulder, saying: "It's getting late, I'll go back first, you go to work hard."

The beginning of autumn has passed, and although the temperature during the day is still as sultry as before, it feels cooler in the morning and evening.

Jing Boyuan entered the master bedroom with the coolness outside, and saw Ye Qingxin sitting on the sofa, two buttons of her double-breasted pajamas were unbuttoned, revealing one breast, grinning and sucking milk with a breast pump. Two storage bottles, one full and one empty.

"What are you doing?" Under the influence of strong hormones, the man's voice was thick.

Ye Qingxin was concentrating, when the sudden voice seemed to scare her a little, she turned her head and looked over, with a flash of nervousness in her eyes, her cheeks flushed slightly, and she said, "I'm saving milk."

As she presses the handle with her fingers, milk spurts into the storage bottle.

Jing Boyuan came over, glanced lightly at her chest, raised his hand to touch her head, and said, "Don't force yourself."

Ye Qingxin raised her head, her eyes glowed tenderly, "No, I'm going to Paris next month, and I may stay there for several days, and I have to leave enough milk for the children."

After a pause, she smiled: "It hurt a little at first, but it's not very painful now."

Jing Boyuan looked at the fine beads of sweat on the tip of her upturned nose, said nothing, went to the nursery to see the children, and then went to the bathroom to wash up.

When he came out of the shower, Ye Qingxin had sucked three bottles of milk, sealed them, wrote the date on the label, and took them downstairs to freeze in the refrigerator.

Her milk is abundant, and her breasts are much larger than before she was pregnant, and she has a sense of turbulence when she walks.

"You go to bed first, I'll take it down." Jing Boyuan hung the towel on the back of the sofa, and took the baby bottle from her hand.

"Aunt Zhang opened up the top floor of the refrigerator freezer."

Jing Boyuan nodded.

Breast milk can only be stored for 3 to 5 days in the refrigerator, and 3 to months in the freezer.

Jing Boyuan put the three bottles of milk neatly into the freezer, turned around, and at some point, Mrs. Yan was standing silently at the door of the kitchen.

"Grandma." He called out.

"Xinxin is asleep?" Mrs. Yan asked.

"She wasn't asleep when I came down, what does grandma want from me?"

"Brother Xiao and I are getting old." Mrs. Yan said something that sounded insignificant. When she was young, she called Mr. Yan 'Brother Xiao'. When she got older, she felt that this title was hypocritical, so she changed to calling him old man. It's been a long time since I called you that.

"I had a dream just now. I dreamed that Brother Xiao and I saw Tongtong together. The three of us sat on the lawn of the old house drinking tea and chatting like before. The shepherd dog that Tongtong raised when he was a child was right next to us. running around..."

Jing Boyuan poured a cup of hot water for Mrs. Yan.

Mrs. Yan said solemnly, "Actually, I have been dreaming about the family reunion recently. After Tongtong passed away unexpectedly, no matter how much I missed her, I never dreamed of her. Seeing her has become more and more frequent recently, like some kind of hint."

"You think too much." Jing Boyuan also poured himself a cup of hot water and took a sip.

"It doesn't matter if you think too much, but there are some things that you have to plan ahead of time." Mrs. Yan held the teacup in both hands. "I discussed it with Brother Xiao. Xinxin is still young. Even if she is forced into that position, it will be difficult for her to restrain the group of old foxes in the company. So we want to discuss, first let Bowei take over the Liangyan Group, and wait In the future, when Xinxin is capable, you can hand over your beauty to her."

After saying the last sentence, Mrs. Yan stared closely at Jing Boyuan's eyes, "You were raised by grandma, and grandma understands you, and you are definitely not a person who is greedy for profit. During this period of getting along, grandma It can also be seen that you are sincere and caring."

Mr. Yan and Mrs. Yan saw Jing Boyuan's ability and methods in the business field, and it was the wisest choice to entrust his beauty to him.

Ye Qingxin is only 21 years old, no matter in terms of age or ability, she is not yet suitable to be in charge of a large group, she still needs a few more years of experience.

"Until Xinxin is capable, I will take good care of her face." This is Jing Boyuan's answer.

Madam Yan returned to her room, just as the door closed, she bent down suddenly, her face turned pale as she clutched her heart.

"Old madam!" Wang Lita was taken aback, and quickly picked up the bottle of heart disease medicine from the small cabinet, poured out a few pills from it, brought it over from the water glass on the round coffee table, and Mrs. Yan ate it with her hands medicine.

"Is it better?" Wang Lita helped Mrs. Yan sit down beside the bed.

Mrs. Yan's hands kept shaking, as if she couldn't control it.

When the discomfort in her body eased a little, the clothes on her back became wet.

"Go to sleep." The old man's voice was weak.

"Old madam, you should go to the hospital to have a look—" Wang Lita hadn't finished speaking when old madam Yan interrupted her, "I'm fine."

"But..." Wang Lita supported Mrs. Yan to lie down, and wanted to persuade her a little more.

"Don't tell Xinxin, I don't want her to be sad." Mrs. Yan closed her eyes, "In the last time, I want to see her happy."

Mrs. Yan's condition has worsened recently, and the dosage of the medicine has almost doubled. The medicine is three times poisonous. After taking too much medicine, there are slight liver and kidney problems. In order to hide it from her granddaughter, the old man refuses to go to the hospital no matter what.

Perhaps, she is clear that her physical condition is useless even if she goes to the hospital.

Wang Lita sighed and turned off the light. She is old, and that day will eventually come.

If you don't tell your granddaughter, your grandson-in-law must tell you, right?She thought so before falling asleep.

The night gradually deepened, and the whole villa was enveloped in silence.

Jing Boyuan went back upstairs, pushed open the door of the master bedroom, Ye Qingxin leaned against the head of the bed, lifted the hem of her pajamas, and stroked her belly.

Although her weight has dropped to the pre-pregnancy level, and she is even thinner than before pregnancy, all the nutrients in her body seem to be converted into milk, and she is luckier than many women who have given birth.

but.

Her stomach was stretched too thin during pregnancy, and now her skin is loose and unattractive.

After all, it's a girl, Ye Qingxin felt a little uncomfortable seeing her belly turned like this.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, she hurriedly put down her clothes, and smiled at Jing Boyuan, "Why didn't you come back until now?"

"Chat with grandma." Jing Boyuan closed the door, stepped forward and handed the honey water in his hand to Ye Qingxin, "Drink some before going to bed."

Ye Qingxin's stomach has not been feeling well for the past two days, and the doctor suggested that she drink some honey water appropriately.

"I forgot." Ye Qingxin took it with a smile, took a few sips and then put it down, "Gu Xingde and the grandma of the Gu family came to the villa today, you already know it?"

Jing Boyuan didn't deny it, turned off the light and went to bed, and put Ye Qingxin in his arms.

In the dark, Ye Qingxin smelled the manly smell on him, "It's not that the whole family doesn't enter the house, but I think Gu Xingde is different from Gujiao Huang Weijuan."

"There's also the Gu family grandma, who cried very sadly."

Jing Boyuan kissed Xiaye Qingxin's hair, "Have you softened your heart?"

"No, I just suddenly felt that before doing anything, I have to think about the people around me. Gu Jiao has done so much, and it's fine if she gets herself in prison, and her father is so humble. Pleading for her, causing her grandma to cry for her—"

Ye Qingxin wanted to say something else, but the rest of the words disappeared on the tip of her tongue, "Boyuan..."

She was panting.

The man's kiss fell from her hairline, along the pinna, into her neck, and the hot breath sprinkled on her skin, causing waves of trembling.

"I checked online, it will be at least 6 weeks before..."

Ye Qingxin held Jing Boyuan's face in his hands, the weak light from the floor lamp in the front yard came in through the window, in the blurred vision, the man's eyes were dark, Jing Boyuan looked at her calmly for a moment, then bent down and kissed her her lips.

In a daze, Ye Qingxin remembered that the last time Jing Boyuan was released was on his birthday on Children's Day.

It's been almost three months now.

　Second watch, 10:30

　　
　
(End of this chapter)