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Song Chunli ordered a well-known private kitchen restaurant. When Xin Qing went, the mother and son were already waiting there. www..com

"Sorry, I'm late."

Jiang Qianren helped her to open the chair: "No, we are early!"

The casual clothes he wears today are handsome and upright like a big star. Seeing Xin Qing look at him, Jiang Qianren pouted his lips quietly: "I will see you in the future, and I will wear casual clothes."

Xin Qing gave him a surprised look and didn't speak.

Jiang Qianren felt that Xin Qing, who was not wearing a military uniform, might have less pressure. He knew that he was a bit strong. When he came, the soldiers below told him specifically that women had to coax, not to lead soldiers, and to take it slowly.

Most importantly, he knew that man was back. Before investigating Xin Qing, he had seen the picture of Ying Qingcang. At that time, he thought he was a handsome man, and he didn't have his temperament. I accidentally saw on TV a few days ago and found out that the man was very ordinary. At least he now admits that no matter from appearance to temperament, that man feels a sense of crisis.

If he really confronts him, Jiang Qianren feels that he may not win. But now that man is no longer an opponent, he has given up Xin Qing himself. For this reason, Jiang Qian talents have to come to the city. It's just weird that his mother came with him in hiding at home.

"Does Xin always have a bad mouth?" Song Chunli held the menu.

Xin Qing drank drastically and said, "You can just call my name, I can eat anything."

"She doesn't eat too spicy." Jiang Qianren spoke leisurely.

Song Chunli glanced at him and passed the menu: "You order it!"

The restaurant specializes in Huaiyang cuisine. The light taste, Xin Qing likes it. Jiang Qian people kept chopping her vegetables, and occasionally chopped chopsticks for Song Chunli. Almost waiting to eat, Jiang Qianren's expression was a bit strange.

"If you want to go to the bathroom, you can go, can I still eat people?" Song Chunli glared at his son with a bad temper. Jiang Qianren then looked at Xin Qing, gave her a reassuring look, and left quickly.

You should speak, Xin Qing muttered at Song Chunli's heart.

Sure enough, Song Chunli put down her chopsticks and seemed to think about it before she said, "I heard that Miss Xin has three children?"

Xin Qing didn't expect that she would suddenly ask this question, and she nodded after a moment of frustration: "Well, two sons and a daughter."

Song Chunli held up the wine glass, put it on her lips and asked, "But I heard that it seems that only the youngest son is the child of you and your husband ..."

"Please forgive me for not wanting to talk to them." Xin Qing said seriously, "I don't know why you suddenly became interested in my children, but I hope you know that for me, nothing is more important than them, and whoever is If I want to hurt them, I will definitely repay them. "

It's Song Chunli's turn this time. She didn't know that the child's problem could make Xin Qing, who had always been calm, become so aggressive. After thinking about it, she smiled and said, "Don't get me wrong, I'm just curious. I'm a mother, I understand you. Please also believe me, people in the Jiang family won't dry things up on your back, you can rest assured."

"What are you doing to reassure Xin Qing?" Jiang Qian's eyes hurriedly stopped for a few seconds on Xin Qing's face and found nothing abnormal, so he sat down.

Xin Qing smiled: "Nothing, we talked about women's topics."

After having dinner, Jiang Qianren whispered to Xin Qing when he got on the bus and said quietly, "I will go to you tomorrow."

Before Xin Qing had time to refuse, he turned and left. Xin Qing had to wave with Song Chunli, who was standing in front of the hotel, to let Ache drive.

Jiang Qianren asked his mother, "Send you back to the hotel?"

"Aren't you buying a house? Just stay with you."

Song Chunli asked him on the road: "Do you know the children of Xin Qing's family?"

"What's wrong?" Jiang Qianren looked at his mother cautiously, and Song Chunli frowned. "Do you think I'll shoot the child?"

Jiang Qianren smiled quickly and said, "Who is my mother! How high is my mother's consciousness, and she won't do this kind of crazy thing, right?"

"You are poor, I just heard that it seems that the children were adopted by her."

"Well, the two older ones are one of her half-brother's daughter and the other ... I don't know."

Song Chunli's original nervous expression was a little disappointed. After seeing her son for a long time, she said, "You can't find it?"

"Can't find it." Jiang Qian's face sank, "I only know that this child suddenly appeared three years ago." He glanced at Song Chunli, "Mom, I found that you are particularly interested in Xin Qing's child, you What exactly do you want to know? "

Song Chunli's eyes flashed: "I'm just curious. She's a woman and she doesn't have a husband yet, so why adopt so many children, and it's not because she can't have a child."

"That represents kindness!" The lights in the car were too dim, and Jiang Qianren didn't see his mother's strange expression. "Know why I like her, there are not many such clean girls now!"

Song Chunli smiled: "Unfortunately, people despise my son!"

"Sooner or later ..." Jiang Qianren stepped on the accelerator.

Song Chunli returned to Beijing the next day, and she made a phone call when she got home.

"Hey, help me check someone, a child."

When people are busy, life always goes fast. Xin Qing was not entangled by the Jiang Qianren for a few days, and the guy was called back to the army because of a task. Xin Qing is also fully committed to preparing for the new product launch at the end of the year. It was Christmas in a blink of an eye, and it was also her birthday.

That night, sneaking out of the Christmas ball at Caesars College, Xin Qing drove to the beach by herself, and when the time came, the phone rang.

"Huanhuan?"

"Xin Qing, did you run to the beach again?"

A question from Chen Huan came over the phone, Xin Qing smiled bitterly. Since she secretly took off the satellite tracker last time, and disappeared for a day, Chen Huan threatened her to put the tracker in if she took off the tracker again. In her head.

"I promise, I'll check it out and go back after reading it!"

Chen Huan was quiet there for a moment, sighed and said, "Come back early, there will be a press conference tomorrow!"

Hang up the phone, Xin Qing parked his car, took off his shoes and headed to the beach.

Here, it was the place where Ying Qingcang proposed and married them. Xin Qing went lightly behind a sandbag and began to dig sand. Slowly, a sealed box came out. Xin Qing took the box out, and inside it was the agreement she had buried.

Fingertips crossed Ying Qingcang's name, tears dripped on it, Xin Qing sobbed silently, and didn't know how long, she raised her head and sucked her nose, put the agreement in the box Here, bury it again.

"If next year's birthday I'm still here alone, I'll burn this agreement, and we'll be irrelevant from then on, thinking of it ..."

She stood up, wiped her tears, and turned to leave, but suddenly she saw a figure not far away.

"Who? Who's there?" She slowly reached into her coat pocket with the anti-wolf water that Chen Huan gave her.

The shadow moved and approached her, Xin Qing's nervous hands sweating. Although it's not too late, there is no one on the beach in winter. She took a few steps back, and when he was hesitating whether or not to run, a voice came across.

"Do you want to spend it?"

Xin Qing drove to watch the car go home, and from time to time on the way looked at the lily in the co-pilot seat. When she got home, her brows were still frowning. Chen Huan saw her holding the flower and joked, "Yeah, you're going to the beach in a black light, and admirers give flowers?"

"You think it's strange, too?" Xin Qing quickly said, "Who would go to that kind of place to sell flowers, and then said that he had something to go today, and the flowers were too troublesome to give me."

Chen Huan looked at her and hesitated twice: "Are you telling me a joke?"

"Really!" Xin Qing held up the flowers. "I'm still a teenage boy, and he ran away when he gave me the flowers."

Chen Huan listened, put Liuliu on the carpet, ran upstairs, and quickly ran down again, holding a square box in her hand, and holding the square box around the lily flower a few times.

"No bomb reaction."

Xin Qing rolled her eyes: "Sometimes I feel better, it's so heavy!"

"No, give it to me, I'll check it again." Chen Huan put the flower on the table, carefully opened the wrapping paper, and then she found a small card inside. He picked it up and glanced at him, with a weird smile.

Xin Qing took it curiously: "What to write ... Her word was stuck in her mouth before she said it. There was a beautiful line written on that pink card.

"Xin Qing, happy birthday!

Chen Huan put the flower into the vase with ease: "Obviously someone gave it to you intentionally!"

"But ... who could it be?"

"That Jiang Qiang?"

"It's not him." Xin Qing shook her head. When Jiang Qianren came to see her last week, because he could not get back today, he had already given him a gift in advance, a jewelry box made of sandalwood.

Chen Huan suddenly lowered his voice: "Will it be ... A Cang?"

"Ah!" Xin Qing covered her mouth, and she felt many emotions in her heart for a while.

At this time, Liuliu, who was playing with the TV remote control, suddenly turned on the TV. Chen Huan glanced and said, "Win Qing Cang!"

Xin Qing turned around and saw that in the TV, Ying Qingcang was shaking hands with Smith.

"He signed a contract with Smith today?" Chen Huan asked.

"It looks like it." Xin Qing was a little frustrated. Since he was signing the contract, it was impossible to find someone to send him flowers by the sea.

Xin Qing forgot about it the next day. Today is an important day for the new product launch. You can't let these inexplicable emotions affect her. Arrive at the conference site on time. The bedding has been placed on the booth and the model has been brought. Xin Qing looked at the watch with great satisfaction. When her eyes swept to the door, her face changed.

Zhang Jian frowned and said, "Where did Ying Qingcang come from?"