Qing Benqingchen

Chapter 67 Flying on a branch and turning into a phoenix (2)
Lin Fei knew her mother's heart, and it was useless to talk too much, so she helped her go home: "I said you don't have to wait for me, I sometimes work overtime and I will come back late, what should you do if you catch a cold this late at night?" ?”

"How can I worry about you, a big girl with yellow flowers, how can I live if something happens to me."

Lin's mother held her daughter's hand tightly, and the topic came back again: "When will I let my mother see you, and I will check for you. Although you are rich, you can't look too ugly or too old. My daughter's appearance..."

"Mom, don't talk nonsense, this is out of the question..."

Thinking of his attitude, Lin Fei was momentarily mixed with joy and worry, and didn't even hear what Lin's mother said again, until Lin's mother called her several times in a row, before she came back to her senses: "Ah, what did you just say, Mom? "

"You said you're not in love, just look at your face just now, your shy look..."

Lin's mother teased her daughter, but she couldn't help but think in her heart. She had suffered half her life, and it was so easy to drag her eldest daughter. She graduated from a prestigious school and is so beautiful. It is like a hot commodity, and it is bound to be up for grabs. If the boss in this daughter's mouth There is a play...

That's a step up!
She doesn't have to live in such a crappy house anymore, Mother Lin thought about it, but she didn't know that her daughter was suffering extremely——

After meeting once, I want to see each other all the time. After a few words, I want to talk day and night. People are greedy animals, and she is no exception...

But when will we meet next time?What will it be like?
Lin Fei's heart gradually lost again. Her youth is short, so how can she bear such tossing and hopeless waiting...

After the kiss that day, the relationship between the two seemed to never return to the previous chatting, laughing and fighting, always a little awkward and embarrassed.

Qin Yu was fine, especially Qingqing, who seemed to be hiding from Qin Yu on purpose, and when he saw him, his face turned red and he wanted to run away, as if he was some kind of scourge.

After a week like this, Qin Yu couldn't bear it anymore.

A certain little woman who was about to run away after dinner was grabbed by Qin Yu's wrist as soon as she stood up.

Qingqing was so frightened that she almost jumped up, but she felt that the skin wrapped around his palm was hot and hot, and her heart was beating endlessly.

Qin Yu thought she was so cute in panic, like a little white rabbit, which made people feel pity.

"Qingqing, let's talk."

"Ah, let's talk, wait a minute, okay? Little Baozi is hungry..."

Qin Yu didn't let go, his attitude was rare and tough, "Little Baozi just finished eating milk..."

"Eh... he needs a diaper change."

"There is a nanny, and the nanny will change."

When I got back, I hired a babysitter.

"I, my stomach hurts..."

Qingqing covered her stomach, and belatedly said "Ouch", her eyes were watery and pitiful.

Qin Yu shook his head, but his heart had already softened. When facing her, he always had no choice but to compromise unconditionally and soften his heart.

That's right, she couldn't bear to tell her so many things all of a sudden, and she should digest it well. Maybe he needs to give her some more time.

But this time, in the blink of an eye, is half a month.

Qingqing has gone back to work, and the time they meet is ridiculously small, not to mention that she deliberately avoids him...

Qin Yu finally caught an opportunity, and when she wanted to run out for a drive with the little bun again, she handed the little bun to the nanny without hesitation, and then locked the door behind her.

Qingqing froze like a deflated ball, sitting pitifully on the sofa with her head drooping and refusing to look up.

"Qingqing, I know it's hard for you to accept what I said, but it's been so long, what's on your mind, why don't you tell me, I won't force you, and I don't ask you to treat me right away like you did when you were a child. But, it’s not as difficult as it is now, is it difficult to say a word?”

Qin Yu's straightforwardness made Qingqing have nowhere to hide. She lowered her head for a while before raising her head to look at Qin Yu. Her eyes were moist and pleasant, and the hearts of those who looked at them would melt: "Qin Yu..."

He couldn't stand her calling his name in a dragging voice.

"I didn't blame you, Qingqing..." The voice softened immediately, and there was no trace of blame anymore.

"I just don't know how to face you..."

Thinking of those childish words, and thinking of herself now, Qingqing always felt ashamed, not to mention that compared with Qin Yu's single-mindedness and sticking to her childhood promise, she seemed to be even more unbearable...

"What it was before, what it is now, as for the future...it can still be changed."

Qin Yu smiled, took her hand and held it in his palm: "Anyway, just be happy."

Qingqing took a deep breath, knowing that it was too sad to say such words, but she had to say them.

"You also know my situation. I still have a little bun. I really, at least for the past few years, I don't want to..."

She still couldn't go on, how should she tell Qin Yu, she didn't have the heart to talk about these relationship matters now, and she didn't want to start a new relationship or enter a new marriage.

How should she tell him that she really has no feelings for him...

"Don't think about these intimate things." Qin Yu immediately interrupted her wild thoughts: "I'm not looking for you to trouble you, I just want you to be happy, do whatever you want, if you want to be single, I'll stay with you If you are single, you want to start a new relationship, think about me first, and that's it."

He didn't have the slightest bit of resentment or blame, and he even tolerated all her restless thoughts so generously.

Qingqing felt sad and uncomfortable, and looked at him with red eyes: "Qin Yu, don't be so nice to me."

"If I don't treat you well, I will treat you well, who made me recognize you when I was young."

Qin Yu stroked her hair: "Qingqing, don't take me as a trouble, I'm just your good friend now, so you can treat me as a good friend, male girlfriend or whatever."

"I'm so blessed that such a big star is my best friend."

Qingqing also laughed. She really felt relieved when he said that. If Qin Yu felt sad and lost after hearing her words, she would only feel more unhappy and blame herself.

Although he knew that he was comforting himself, he still felt a lot more relaxed.

"I'm so lucky. Such a beautiful and talented woman treats me as a best friend."

The two boasted for a long time, and the atmosphere immediately returned to the past.

With his bickering and gags, life is easy and fast.

After a hundred days for the little fat man, the summer solstice will come.

Qingqing's design company received a very important order.

An overseas Chinese businessman in the United States returned to China to visit relatives, fell in love with the scenery of this small town, and decided to develop a large-scale summer resort, and some of the designs were in charge of Qingqing's company.

And because of her professionalism, Qingqing took over the scene and costume design work for the promotional film of the Summer Resort.

He became busy in an instant, and the one who brought the most buns on weekdays turned out to be Qin Yu.

Facing this "bare metal" baby who was getting weirder and weirder, Qin Yu showed incomparable patience and tolerance, and his cooking skills gradually became proficient, and slowly began to add small buns with complementary food. Under the action of nutritious food supplements, it gradually turned into a fatter and fatter bun.

With the care of him and the nanny, Qingqing really relieved a lot of worry, and devoted herself to her work, but after more than a month, the initial results were achieved. That Mr. Yu was very happy and asked to see the designer On the one hand, Qingqing's immediate boss naturally agreed, and arranged a banquet for Mr. Yu in the evening, with Qingqing as his company.

Qingqing has always disliked socializing, but this is the most important job she has done since she left City A, and she attaches great importance to it. Although she was a little embarrassed, she agreed to attend.

At the beginning of the night, the top box of the best hotel in the small town, the distinguished guests have arrived, but Qingqing came a bit late, the boss's face was a little ugly, before leading Qingqing in, he couldn't help complaining in a low voice: "Thanks to Mr. Yu's good cultivation, you can go in." Be careful what you say."

Qingqing apologized repeatedly, she became a little nervous because of him, she stepped into the box, the corners of her lips raised slightly, it was the most common standard smile in the workplace: "I'm really sorry, I'm late..."

Before she could finish her voice, the man with pale temples sitting on the main seat suddenly let go of his fingertips, and the water glass fell to the ground with a "clang" and shattered.

"Mu Huan..."

Yu Hansheng muttered in a daze, and got up slowly, there seemed to be a damp mist in his cloudy eyes...

"You don't know?" In the tea room, Ms. Fan, the secretary of the public relations department in business attire, looked at Lin Fei in surprise.

Lin Fei shook her head and smiled humbly: "I used to study, where did I pay attention to these..."

She said, grabbed Miss Fan's sleeve and shook it lightly, flatteringly said: "You are the veteran of the company, and you are always the most informed, tell me."

"That's right. Ordinary people can't get in touch with Mr. Huo's matter. Naturally, they don't know. Let me tell you something. However, what I know is only superficial."

Lin Fei hurriedly took her cup, made coffee for her attentively, and made a gesture of listening attentively. Miss Fan always practiced this way, and the expression on her face softened a little.

Lin Fei was a little dazed when he heard this, and couldn't recover for a while.

"Hearing what you said, Huo Shao and his wife seem to be in a very good relationship."

"Of course, not to mention the wedding last year, but this year's Mrs. Huo Shao's birthday party. The fireworks that went off all night made many people envious..."

Lin Fei's face gradually turned a little pale, and his thoughts became a little dazed, and he didn't even hear what Miss Fan said.

"Hey, hello, Lin Fei?" Seeing her dazed look, Miss Fan couldn't help but sneer: "Don't tell me what you shouldn't have thought about Young Master Huo..."

Lin Fei suddenly came back to her senses, and hurriedly shook her head: "I didn't, how could it be..."

"Hmph, it's good that you know." Miss Fan stood up proudly: "It's not that I look down on you, it's that you have never met Mrs. Huo Shao. I was lucky enough to meet her in person before, and she is several times more beautiful in real life than on TV. "

Almost none of the female employees in Bo'ao had never dreamed of flying up to the branches, but after seeing Shen Qingqing, they all put out such thoughts.

Lin Fei blushed slightly: "Sister Fan, what are you talking about, I'm just curious, how could I have such an idea."

Fan "But hearing you say that, I'm even more puzzled...why did they get divorced so soon?"

Ms. Fan shook her head slightly: "We outsiders don't know the secret of this, but I've heard rumors from many people that it's probably because of Mr. Huo's ex-girlfriend..."

Lin Fei thought about it: "It's such a pity."

"What a pity. Although our Young Master Huo is divorced, we have never heard of getting back together with that ex-girlfriend. So far, there have never been any scandals. According to me, Young Master Huo is still in love with Mrs. Young... "

"However... as soon as Huo Shao got divorced, we don't know how many ladies in city A have the idea of ​​marrying into the Huo family." Miss Fan curled her lips with some disdain: "I think they are just thinking, Huo Shao I probably don't like it, there is a woman like Mrs. Huo in front... tsk tsk."

(End of this chapter)