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In the room, song Tingchen didn't slow down for a long time. When he calmed down and chased him out, Qin Youle had already lost track of him.

By this time, it was getting dark. After leaving the hotel, Qin Youle stopped a taxi and went to the high-speed railway station. The only thing she wants to do now is to go back to Qin's house.

After booking a ticket on the Internet, Qin Youle sat down decadent after entering the station.

"Dad, I want you to hug."

"OK, I'll hug."

Qin Youle followed the sound. She saw a little girl about three years old playing coquettish with her father.

The handsome father in his 1.8's bent over and picked up the little girl. He rubbed the child with his nose, and the little girl giggled.

"Mom, I'll give you sugar." The little girl handed the lollipop to a young woman nearby.

"OK, give it to mom." The young woman reached out and took the man's hand.

Qin Youle looked at the family with envy.

"Dad, why is the sister next to crying?" The little boy sitting next to Qin Youle asked naively.

After looking at Qin Youle, the uncle with gold wire glasses quickly whispered to the little boy, "Shh! My sister is thinking about her own affairs. We won't disturb her. "

"Sister, here's some paper." The boy tenderly handed a paper towel to Qin Youle.

"Thank you." After taking the tissue paper, Qin Youle quickly wiped away the tears on his face. She was full of thoughts about song Tingchen now. She wondered if she was too cruel to song Tingchen.

Knowing that Qin Youle had taken the high-speed railway back, song Tingchen immediately packed his bags and rushed to s city.

"Miss, are you okay?" Out of the station, Qin Huai's assistant Lao Zhu was already watching.

Qin Youle gave Lao Zhu his bag wearily and shook his head: "it's all right, uncle Zhu. Let's go back."

Old Zhu glanced at the time and nodded, "OK, it's already ten o'clock. President Qin is still waiting at home. Let's go now. "

Along the way, Qin Youle closed his eyes and didn't speak.

"Miss, you look tired. Are you really okay?" Lao Zhu asked anxiously. Although he was Qin Huai's assistant, Qin Youle hardly used him, so he suddenly asked him to pick her up to Qin's house this time. Lao Zhu was a little curious.

Qin Youle rubbed his temples, shook his head and said, "it's okay, don't worry."

Old Zhu moved his lips to say something, but when he saw Qin Youle close his eyes, he chose not to speak.

"Mr. Qin, Miss Qin is back." Lao Zhu opened his voice and shouted.

"Youle, you're back." Zhang Ma hurried out. She took the bag and said excitedly, "you must be tired to come back so late?"

Qin Youle silently entered the house without talking. Now she is really not in the mood to greet Zhang ma.

"Youle, what's wrong with your face?" Looking at Qin Youle's face so pale, Zhang's mother helped Qin Youle sit on the sofa and said anxiously, "You Le, what's wrong? Shall I get you some medicine? "

"I think it hurts." Qin Huai glanced at Qin Youle and said coldly.

"Sir..." Zhang Ma paused and said, "Youle, let me get you a bowl of soup. Zhang Ma stewed your favorite red jujube lotus seed soup at night."

Qin Youle propped himself on the sofa with one hand and said nothing.

"Mr. Qin, Miss Qin arrived safely. I'll go first." Old Zhu respectfully nodded to Qinhuai.

"Go." Qin Huai snuffed out his cigarette. He glanced at Qin Youle and asked in a low voice, "Youle, what's going on? Tell me. "

Qin Youle still lowered his head and didn't want to talk.

"Come on, Youle, drink a bowl to warm your stomach first." Soon Zhang's mother came out with a bowl of porridge. She looked at Qin Youle and said painfully, "look at this little face. It's as white as a piece of white paper. Drink a bowl quickly."

Qin Youle looked up at Zhang Ma and saw the worry and expectation in her eyes. Qin Youle took back the rejection. She silently took over the hot porridge in Zhang Ma's hand.

"Why are these little hands so cold?" Touching Qin Youle's cold hand, Zhang's mother was worried, "what's going on? Is there really no discomfort? "

"I'm fine." Qin Youle put the porridge on the tea table again. Now she really has no appetite to eat.

"Youle..."

"Qin Youle, what's the matter with you!" Qin Huai suddenly said loudly, "Mom Zhang booed you. How about you? You've been putting a smelly face since you came in. Who can see it!"

"Sir!" Zhang Ma hurriedly comforted, "Sir, please keep your voice down. You le has just come back. Please say less. "

"Mom Zhang, just protect her." Qin Huai said angrily.

"I'll go back to my room first." Not wanting to continue listening to Qin Huai, Qin Youle stood up.

"You stop!" Qin Huai stopped Qin Youle. "It hasn't said you yet. You'll throw your face at me, won't you?"

"Dad!" Qin Youle raised her head. She choked with her back to Qin Huai. "Dad, I'm very tired now. I don't want to quarrel with you. Let's talk about something tomorrow."

"Yes, let's talk about something tomorrow." Zhang's mother echoed, "Youle, you're tired, too. Zhang's mother will take you upstairs to have a rest."

Qin Youle was about to leave when he was stopped by Qin Huai.

"Youle, tell me the truth. Did you quarrel with song Tingchen?" Qin Huai asked loudly, "you're so big. I've never seen you behave so badly. In this world, the only person who can make you sad is song Tingchen. "

Qin Youle paused. She wanted to go on.

"Qin Youle, have you forgotten how you promised in front of your mother?" Qin Huai asked again.

Tears fell down one by one like beads with broken lines.

"Youle." Looking at Qin Youle so sad, Zhang Ma couldn't help choking.

Qin Youle slowly turned her head. She looked into Qin Huai's eyes and said word by word: "Dad, please listen clearly. From today on, there is no relationship between song Tingchen and me. In the future, in front of me, can you never mention this person?"

Qinhuai's pupils shrunk.

"Even if I beg you." Finally, Qin Youle added.

Qin Huai had no time to rejoice. Hearing Qin Youle's words, he seemed to have been poured cold water on his head.

"Youle, I..."

"Sorry, I'm tired. I want to have a rest first." Qin Youle said impatiently.

Looking at Qin Youle running upstairs, Qin Huai's heart clicked.

"Sir, Youle has never been so sad." Zhang Ma said with some reproach, "I think she's very uncomfortable. I don't know if she'll be uncomfortable at night."

Qin Huai didn't refute. He also felt that he did go too far at night. However, he thought that although the process was not very satisfactory, the final result was good. Until just now, he was sure that song Tingchen and Qin Youle really got rid of the relationship.

"Mom Zhang, wait and send Youle a bag of cold medicine." Qin Huai sighed and said, "it's so cold today. I'm afraid she's getting cold outside."

"Ah! I see. " Zhang's mother nodded. She looked at Qinhuai incomprehensibly. She didn't know why Qinhuai, who had always spoiled her daughter, wanted to treat Qin Youle like that just now.

Qinhuai quickly went upstairs. After entering the study, he immediately dialed sun Huo.

"President Qin, what's the matter?" Sun Huo was also nervous when he received a call from Qinhuai so late.

Qin Huai paused and said, "Lao sun, Youle and song Tingchen have completely broken up."

After hearing the news, sun Huo was also excited: "when did it happen? Are you sure? "

"I think it should be today." Qin Huai said definitely, "Youle is my daughter. I know her temperament. This time she said so firmly, it shows that the two of them are really over."

Sun Huo first breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked nervously, "President Qin, Youle, she must feel bad? Where is Youle now? "

Qin Huai said sadly, "Youle just came home. It seems that I should have been injured. I think I won't be able to recover so soon. "

Qin Huai remembered that when he passed Qin Youle's bedroom just now, he vaguely heard the cry from inside the house.

"Youle is a child who values friendship." Sun Huo also said with emotion, "if you want to come, Youle will be depressed for a while. However, there is no way. "

"Tomorrow, you come to my office as soon as possible." Qin Huai took a cigarette and said, "well, nothing. Hang up."

"OK."

After putting down his mobile phone, Qin Huai stood in front of the window and smoked his cigarette.

Over the years, Qinhuai's addiction to smoking has become more and more serious. He found that his life was becoming more and more lonely. In addition to burying himself in his work every day, his favorite thing to do was to smoke a cigarette quietly in front of the study window.

After walking out of the study, Qin Huai just ran into Zhang's mother and came out of Qin Youle's room.

"How's Youle?" Qin Huai lowered his voice and asked anxiously.

Zhang Ma shook her head: "she is still in a bad mood. I asked her to take medicine and go to bed early. Just gave her a side temperature. She has a low fever. It's not very serious. I think if I can have a good sleep at night, there will be no problem. "

Qin Huai touched his chin and looked dignified: "is that still crying?"

"No, she lay quietly in bed when I went in. But it seems that the whole person is very bad. " Mother Zhang said painfully, "Youle has always been very strong. I think it's really hurt this time."

Although he heard the meaning of blame from Zhang's mother's words, Qin Huai silently accepted it.

"I'll go and see her. You should rest early." Qin Huai bypassed Zhang Ma's body and walked to Qin Youle's room.

"Youle, it's me, Dad." Qin Huai knocked on the door and asked in a hoarse voice, "Youle, did you sleep? Can dad go in? "

There was no response.

"Youle?" Qin Huai hesitated and knocked on the door again. "Dad has something to say to you."

Suddenly, the light in the room went out.

Seeing that the only light in the crack of the door went out, Qin Huai's heart sank gradually. This is the first time Qin Youle won't let him into the room. He knows that Qin Youle really hurt his heart this time.

Qin Huai stood at the door for a long time. Finally, he left with a sigh. The sigh was especially sad in the dark night.