CEO's Sweet Heart: Make Out Before You Leave

"Cut the cake, birthday boy." Gong Jinfeng took up the knife and handed it to Jian Wanqing.

"Yes, Wanqing, cut the cake quickly. You are the biggest today." Jane Hailan echoed.

"Happy birthday, little grandma." Xu Ziqian said with blessing.

Jian Wanqing took Gong Jinfeng's knife and cut the cake into four parts. One by one, she handed it to them. On this day, Jian Wanqing had a good time. She spent the night chatting with her mother and fell asleep late at night.

However, it's a pity that the next day, after breakfast, Jian Hailan will go back to live in the countryside. She always thinks about her hometown. Therefore, it's useless to keep Jian Wanqing and Gong Jinfeng.

"Wanqing, you and Gong Shao have a good life, and strive to have more grandchildren for your mother." Before leaving, Jian Hailan gives Jian Wanqing's hand to Gong Jinfeng. Seeing that her daughter is taken care of, she can go back to her hometown to provide for the aged.

"Mom, I will take good care of Gu Wanqing, and so will my grandson." Miyagi Feng holds Jian Wanqing's hand tightly.

When it comes to children, Jian Wanqing blushes and looks at her mother with red eyes.

"Well, I'll be at ease." With that, Jian Hailan turned and got into the car.

"Take care, mom. I'll come to see you often." Especially reluctant to give up her mother, Jane Wanqing suffered a while.

"Go back and live with Gong Shao."

"I know."

The car drives slowly, and Jian Hailan, who has recovered, leaves the palace villa with tears in her eyes.

Watching her mother leave, Jane Wanqing tears rolled down, especially in the heart.

"Fool, I'm not forbidding you to meet your mother and cry like this." Looking at Jian Wanqing's tears falling down, Gong Jinfeng sighed and held her in her arms to wipe her tears.

"I'm just sad." Tears are like broken faucets. No matter how Gong Jinfeng wipes them, Jian Wanqing's tears just can't be controlled.

"Good, good, good, cry if you want to, cry out all the sadness, I will be your constant dependence." Hugging Jian Wanqing, Gong Jinfeng patted her on the back.

"Wu Wu Wu..."

Inside the villa, Jian Wanqing is crying in Gong Jinfeng's arms. No one knows. Qiao Lingtian at the door looks at the car carrying Jian Hailan and quietly follows her all the way out until she comes to her hometown in the countryside.

He watched Jian Hailan get out of the car and walk into her old house

"Jian Hailan, she was cured by Gong Jinfeng?" And brought her back from America.

Looking at Jian Hailan who moves freely, Qiao Lingtian is surprised.

He didn't expect that Gong Jinfeng's action would be so fast, and he didn't expect that he would return Jian Hailan to Jian Wanqing

"Did I lose?" Gongjinfeng not only cured jianhailan, but also made jianwanqing's mother and daughter recognize each other. How grateful should jianwanqing be to gongjinfeng?

How can they divorce again?

As long as they don't divorce, he won't have a chance to tell Jian Wanqing

"No Wanqing won't fall in love with Gong Jinfeng. How can Wanqing fall in love with such a terrible person as Gong Jinfeng? " Heart faint pain, Qiao Lingtian constantly deceived himself, "yes, I can't give up, I must have the opportunity to be together with Wanqing."

Slowly rolling up the window, Qiao Lingtian turned around and left Jane's old house in the suburbs.

The other end.

Gong Jinfeng's injury is almost healed. After calming Jian Wanqing, she goes to work alone, leaving her alone at home. Because of boredom, Jian Wanqing starts her wedding dress customization studio again. Because Gong Jinfeng stops her business for a while, she opens the door again. The shop is in a mess and everything has to be redecorated. Therefore, she helps her back very late at night .

On the way back, Jian Wanqing receives a short message from Qiao Lingtian, which says: Wanqing, congratulations on your mother's recovery and discharge.

Seeing this message, Jian Wanqing was shocked for a second. How did Qiao Lingtian know that his mother was discharged?

Did he go to an American Hospital, too?

Out of politeness, Jane Wanqing simply replied with a message: Thank you Lingtian for your concern.

After sending it out, Jian Wanqing thinks that Qiao Lingtian won't send a message again, so she takes her mobile phone and runs straight to the villa. She plans to cook by herself, waiting for Gong Jinfeng to come back from work for dinner.

However, when I went back, Miyagi had already finished work, and even dinner was ready.

Looking at a table full of dinner, Jian Wanqing was pleasantly surprised, "come back so early today?"

"I don't want to come back early to accompany you." Gong Jin Feng Sheng bowl of corn spareribs soup handed to Jian Wanqing in front of, "a good tonic, and strive to eat fat."

Eat fat, so as to give him a son.

"What if you don't get fat?" Jian Wanqing drinks a mouthful of soup. She is thin in nature. If other people eat a bowl of rice, they will get fat. She eats two bowls of rice every meal. No matter how she eats it or how to make it up, she still grows a few Jin in a few years. She is also very distressed.

"If you eat more meat at every meal, you will gain meat if you are not fat." Miyagi Feng doesn't believe it. He can't fatten his wife.“……” I feel that Miyagi Feng compares himself to a pig.

As long as you eat well, you will grow meat.

"Eat, eat, don't talk about long meat. I'm not a pig. What do I do with so much meat?" Jian Wanqing drank all the soup in the bowl.

"If you want to, what's the problem with raising you as a pig?" Pigs are so good that they can eat whatever they are given by their owners, keep feeding them, sleep when they are full, and eat when they wake up. It's simpler and happier than human beings, and there's nothing wrong with being a pig.

"Who wants you to raise me as a pig? I don't want to be a pig." At the thought of the pig being slaughtered, Jane Wanqing shook her head desperately.

"Well, well, if you're not a pig, eat." Miyagi Feng should say.

After dinner, Jian Wanqing was painting in her bedroom, while Gong Jinfeng went to her study and didn't go back to her bedroom until more than 9 pm. At that meeting, Jian Wanqing had just finished her bath and was blowing her wet hair with a hair dryer. Miyagi Fengli was staring at Jian Wanqing at the door of the bathroom with relish.

"What are you looking at?" After a long time, Jian Wanqing felt that there was a gaze on her back all the time. She couldn't help turning around. For a moment, she saw Gong Jinfeng standing at the bathroom door staring at herself.

"Look at your hair." Miyagi Feng walked into the bathroom with a smile and put his hand around Jian Wanqing's waist. His nose kept rubbing on Jian Wanqing's just dried hair. "It's delicious, it's fragrant."

"Take a bath and go to bed early." Jian Wanqing gently pushed Gong Jinfeng away and put the hair dryer back to its original position.

"Well, my wife is waiting for me." Said, Miyagi Feng has started to solve the clothes.

"Don't use your head. It's just right that you're hurt. Bear with it." Miyagi Feng's eyes are pure, and Jian Wanqing's face is red. She knows what Miyagi Feng wants, but the gunshot wound on his back heals. Jian Wanqing is worried, so she can't help but stop him.

"I'm all right." Miyagi Feng particularly aggrieved said.

Last night, Jian Wanqing slept with his mother-in-law, which made him have a hard night. Is he going to stay alone tonight?

"Doctors say it's not all right, so we have to be apart for a while." Jian Wanqing stares at Gong Jinfeng and takes out the words of the family doctor to press Gong Jinfeng.

"Wife..." Looking at his wife sleeping beside him but can't touch, that kind of taste don't mention more provocative!

"My cell phone rings. I won't tell you. Take a good bath and go to sleep after taking a bath." Can't imagine, and Gong Jinfeng married, Gong Jinfeng will be more and more coquetry, didn't marry him, how she didn't find Gong Jinfeng bone is a coquetry man?

Cough, cough

Sure enough, a man will show his nature only after he gets married!

"Wife, I'll pick you up. You'll help me take a bath later. I can't reach my back." Jianwanqing ignore him, gongjinfeng feel a dull.

So, he first ran out and took Jane Wanqing's mobile phone, "wife, do you want me to answer the phone for you?"

"Take it and see who's calling." Jian Wanqing is still tidying her hair. She just doesn't care about her mobile phone. She thinks it's a phone, so she allows Gong Jinfeng to have a look.

However, who knows it is SMS.

Gong Jinfeng quickly stroke, Qiao Lingtian just sent a message to appear in front of Gong Jinfeng: Wanqing, why not return my message? From the afternoon until now, I've been waiting for your message, I'm really in pain now.

Qiao Lingtian's information?

Seeing the content inside, Miyagi Feng's eyes narrowed and turned up.

Wan Qing, I'm very sad now. Can you chat with me?

Again, it is the content of Jane Wanqing's reply: Thank you Lingtian for your concern.

Continue to turn up, is the beginning of Qiao Lingtian sent a short message: Wan Qing, congratulations on your mother's recovery.

No more.

After reading the short message, Gong Jinfeng's eyes narrowed deeper. Qiao Lingtian knew that Jian Wanqing's mother, Jian Hailan, was discharged?

Congratulations.

Obviously, Qiao Lingtian is deliberately harassing Jian Wanqing.

"Damn Qiao Lingtian!" Don't you know that Jian Wanqing is already my wife?

And text her.

Bad intentions!

Fortunately, Jian Wanqing didn't pay any attention to him!

However, even so, Miyagi Feng is still very tasty, holding a mobile phone to the bathroom.

"Who's calling?" Jian Wanqing has combed her hair, put down her comb and asked koto.

"Qiao Lingtian, it's a text message." Miyagi Feng hummed.

“……” Hearing what Gong Jinfeng said, Jian Wanqing was stunned for a moment. After half a sound, she was a little worried and asked, "what did he say?"

Miyagi Feng face so smelly, Qiao Lingtian is said should not say it?

"He said he was very sad and wanted you to talk with him." Miyagi Feng copied the information in his mobile phone and read that his heart was full of vinegar, and his face was more like a bitter gourd face.

"He may be really sad. He has no friends in China, so he is used to chatting with me. There is nothing between us." Looking at Gong Jinfeng's cell phone, Jian Wanqing takes a look at the chat content. There is no special chat record. Qiao Lingtian just says that he is in a bad mood.However, in spite of this, Jian Wanqing constantly explained to Gong Jinfeng.