lover beside

Chapter 252

"Yes..." Qing Jin was driving the car, answering Qing Huan's question with a smile, without denying it.

Qing Huan's heart jumped slightly, "What is it? Tell me."

Qing Jin smiled lightly, turned her head slightly, "I love you..."

Qing Huan shook, "What!"

Qing Jin blinked and laughed, "This is what I've been hiding from you! You didn't know it in your heart, did you?" Rou Rou's voice seemed drunk, "Or, you actually knew it in your heart?"

Qing Huan turned his head away dumbfounded, refusing to answer.Qing Jin laughed and stepped on the gas pedal again, the Lotus sports car rushed out with a "buzz".

Qing Huan screamed, "Be careful! The children are still in the car!"

Qing Jin blinked, but before she could speak, she stopped her mouth suddenly, and her face became slightly serious.Qing Huan was also taken aback when she saw this, and hurriedly followed Qing Jin's gaze that had been glancing at the rearview mirror and looked back - at some point, Mu Yang had already woken up!

God... Qing Huan blushed, "Muyang, you, when did you wake up?"

Mu Yang rubbed his small eyes, but stared at Qing Huan and Qing Jin with an unusually serious expression, "Little uncle, you said you love my mother!"

Qing Huan was about to faint, and couldn't help but glared at Qing Jin.

Qing Jin laughed out loud, "Little thing, yes, what's the matter?"

Mu Yang's small face was tense like a little bun, extremely serious, "No!"

Qing Jin was really taken aback this time, "Why?"

Mu Yang pouted and announced loudly, "Mom is my mother!"

Qing Huan and Qing Jin looked at each other, shaking their heads and laughing.It turned out to be a false alarm, but——it also truly reflected the worries in the hearts of the two people: Even if they dared to tell each other about this relationship, it was because Yao was under too much pressure after all, especially Ziheng... …

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The next work began to get busy. The BJ new product launch event took up almost all of Qing Huan and Qing Jin's time. The two only faced each other with their working identities and attitudes. Although they were tired, it made Qing Huan feel relaxed. .

Qing Huan participated in all the details of the entire press conference, but Qing Jin kept the last secret: how the designer will appear.

In ordinary fashion shows, all designers will appear at the end of the show.Of course, foreign designers have also thought of tens of thousands of new ideas, trying to make their one or two minutes of playing time full of personal style.

Earlier, there was a dog on the stage, and later even a lion cub appeared, so the novelty naturally decreased.Most designers have to continue with the opening or finale big models appear together, simply bow.But since Qingjin's press conference this time is based on the idea of ​​grafting Eastern and Western cultures, then the designer's appearance method must be innovative.Because the designer is the soul of clothing, it is not enough for you to express your ideas in your works, you have to let the audience see your own creativity, let them appreciate you, and then generate recognition for the product , so as to form brand loyalty.Therefore, Qing Jin's way of appearing on the stage is no longer related to the publicity of personal personality, but also plays an extremely important role in the market effect of the entire press conference.

To this end, David and Qing Jin's think tank team devised dozens of plans, but Qing Jin rejected them one by one.

In fact, Qing Huan wants to say——Qing Jin's dance is already a very good idea, and Qing Jin will never learn that dance without a reason, he definitely wants to use that idea.It's just that Qing Jin has been refusing to say what he wants to do.

Busy until late at night, the office is still brightly lit.Qing Jin went to the balcony to smoke alone, the curl of smoke enveloped his figure, he looked more handsome and mature, he was no longer the thin boy in Qing Huan's impression.

Qing Huan went to warm up a glass of milk and handed it to Qing Jin, "Didn't you eat tonight? Drink this."

Qing Jin looked back, his eyes softened, "You know, I have held press conferences all over the world these years, and I have been so busy in the past few days that I have no time to eat. Today is the first time that I have a glass of milk..."

Qing Huan felt sad, "You have to learn to take good care of yourself. Later, I will tell David to make it for you."

Qing Jin smiled and shook her head, "Fool, that's different. Before each press conference, you look at me as if I'm relaxed, but in fact I'm the most nervous person. But I can't let my nervousness affect The whole team, so I can only use hunger to relieve tension. It’s not that no one is making this for me, but I don’t have an appetite at all.”

Qing Huan was sad, "Qing Jin... let's get a girlfriend... In this way, someone will take care of you..."

Qing Jin drank the milk slowly, smiled suddenly, and couldn't help but give Qing Huan a headache, "Okay, if you can't tell such a joke, don't force yourself to say it. You don't know what you said At that time, the expression on his face..." Qing Jin smiled and turned to look at the street lamp outside the balcony, "If I heard you say that back then, I would be angry; but now, I just feel like laughing, wanting- —I feel sorry for you...fool, this is not your intention, you can't do it. "

Qing Huan was slightly startled, and stroked her cheek, "Ah? Me, I didn't..." Qing Jin is really different. Although his temperament has not changed much, he is already a tolerant and mature man.

Qing Jin raised her head quietly, drank the last drop of milk, and handed the cup to Qing Huan with a smile, "It's delicious with added sugar."

Qing Huan smiled.Big men also have bad things about big men. For example, in order to show that he is a big man, let alone drink milk, even he drinks coffee without sugar on weekdays.But Qing Huan knew that he liked to eat sweet things when he was a child, so maybe she was the only one who intentionally added a little more sugar to the milk he sent.

No matter how mature and successful the man in front of her is, he is still the boy who grew up with her after all.With a soft heart, Qing Huan couldn't help stretching out his fingers, and gently wiped away a little milk stain on Qing Jin's lips.

Qing Jin suffocated for breath, and the eyes that looked at Qing Huan were ignited.

Qing Huan shivered and hurriedly backed away, "Okay, take a rest. I'll go clean the cup."

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After midnight, everyone left.

Qing Huan was still a little uneasy, she went out but turned back to take a look.

Suddenly there was the sound of vomiting in the empty office.Although the voice was deliberately suppressed, Qing Huan was thrilled to hear it.

It's Qing Jin!
(End of this chapter)