Fenglin Tianxia – Queen with a Thousand Pets

When Ling Qingyu met her mother at noon, she answered Luo Meiyan's phone and asked to have afternoon tea outside.

Ling Qingyu was still weak, and Ling Qingyu didn't want to go far, so he made an appointment with a bar in a nearby villa. She and Yan San arrived early, found a sofa seat by the window, and didn't want to move when they sat down.

Yan San sat beside her, let her lean on her, and asked worriedly: "So tired?"

Ling Qingyu nodded. In fact, Ying Thirteen was already very restrained, but people felt tired and his legs were sore. Ling Qingyu remembered that the pain in his legs, especially his thighs, was not only caused by that incident, but also Yes……

Yan San massaged her legs with inner breath in her palms, thinking in her heart that she was going to warn the rascals, and continue doing this...

When Luo Meiyan and Zhou Ziqing came in, they saw Ling Qingyu leaning on Yan San and sleeping with his eyes down, while the handsome but energetic man looked at her with his head down and his face full of tenderness and affection. He put his arms around her waist and massaged her legs with the other.

The afternoon sun shone in through the French windows, casting a faint light and shadow on the two of them, as beautiful as a painting.

Luo Meiyan subconsciously took out her phone and took a picture. As soon as the phone clicked, the man looked up. The air-conditioning in her eyes made her feel a cold war. Fortunately, she saw that it was them. It turned into a faint smile, letting her breathe a sigh of relief.

"Qing Yu." Yan San called out a gentle pat on Ling Qingyu.

Looking up and seeing the two, Ling Qingyu greeted lazily without moving.

The two sat across from them, Luo Meiyan adjusted the photo she had just taken and showed it to Ling Qingyu, winking triumphantly and said, "Show us our love again, you can do it."

Although the photo was snapped, it was taken very well. Ling Qingyu unceremoniously uploaded it directly to his phone and made the cover.

After teasing her a few words, Luo Meiyan talked about the business. The two of them still felt a little overwhelmed by what Ying 13 said yesterday. Although Ling Qingyu seemed to trust the two people, they were indeed very smart and capable, but this decision was made. After all, I was still a little bold, so I called Ling Qingyu to come out today.

"Well, it doesn't matter, just do what he said in Thirteen. Just provide the information, and they will solve the others." Ling Qingyu nodded. Last night, Ying Thirteen had already told her about this matter. Those people who went back and forth were trying to get the highest benefit between her and the Shu family. Although this kind of thing is the most common here, she is also used to business. Negotiation is in such a game, seeing through human nature and giving benefits in exchange, but in their view, this is betrayal.

Now they have money and people, even if they are not familiar with the industry, but the basic principles are not wrong, so just don't play with them.

Besides, she is really rich now.

"It's the best to do this, and it's equivalent to being completely in your own hands. However, if the newly-found team doesn't work, it means that we have lost money in vain. It is better to use this group of people." Luo Meiyan said.

Nowadays, the country promotes the cultural industry, but no one knows how culture goes. Originally, culture is a very broad term. For various reasons, the definition of culture was very narrow. Until now, although everyone already knows, culture is not just books. Movies and television are visible, but no one can tell what they are like.

After going there, Ling Qingyu realized that culture is actually what a nation owns, their way of life, what they eat, drink, and live, their behavior and philosophy, the books they read, the children they teach, and what is handed down by the old farmers. Farming methods, slang, religion...

Culture is contained in everything, just like air. You can't see it or hear it, but you are always affected by it.

When she did this, she had a little bit of ideals and angry youth at the beginning. She always felt that China had lost her inheritance, and she always felt that she wanted to promote Chinese culture in books, movies and television. In fact, the existence of culture is like a penetration. There is no need to emphasize it.

As long as you give guidance so that people can feel it, it is the best way to subtly and moisturize things silently.

Just like Cheng Jia's national policy.

Having figured this out, plus she is really not short of money now, for this film and television company, she is not as concerned and persistent as before.

The concept has changed, and the way of dealing with things is different. If she used to be like Luo Meiyan, even if she knew that the other party was not doing things idiomatically and the risks in the future, she would press grievances and continue to cooperate with them, after all. Although there are many 3D special effects companies, those who have been nurtured to such a degree are still habitable, especially when this fantasy drama is beginning to become popular.

It's just that now she really doesn't care, it's nothing more than wasting a little more money, she doesn't want to wrong herself.

"It's okay. It's also a scourge to keep that unfamiliar white-eyed wolf. If we really give them another bite in the future, it will be painful." Ling Qingyu put his hand around the coffee cup, resting on Yan's shoulders, and said lightly. : "Just do what they say in Thirteen."

"What about the game company?" Zhou Ziqing asked. She also knows the conditions put forward by the company. Although she knows that the conditions are too outrageous and completely suspected of extortion, the company's game will be released soon, and it will be the authorized title of a movie they cast, and the expected revenue A lot of.

game company? The one who wanted to blackmail her ten million? Yan San had a deeper impression of this in his mind, and said coldly: "Dreaming."

Zhou Ziqing and Luo Meiyan froze for a moment, and turned their heads to look at him together, but Yan San shut up again and didn't say anything. They just crossed an apple and put Ling Qingyu's mouth. When she ate it, they bowed their heads when the words were not the same. He jumped out.

Zhou Ziqing and Luo Mei Yandou's sweat dripped from their foreheads, screaming in their hearts, don't bring them like this!

Ling Qingyu thought for a while and said, "Ignore them and shamelessly, but it's just a naming right. If they want to make trouble, then we will take back the naming right and see which game is about to go online. Just change the name. It's done, this kind of good thing is rushing everywhere."

"Then the money you invested in?" Luo Meiyan asked unconsciously.

"Their products are not available online, and the money has been spent again. Now that we revoke the naming rights again at this time, no one dares to give them money, even if they don't even have the money for online operations, they will definitely die. Then... Humph!" Ling Qingyu snorted coldly.

Zhou Ziqing and Luo Meiyan unconsciously sat up straight. They always felt that during this period, the person in front of him seemed to be a different person, that queen's pride, and such a cruel decision...

"By the way, Zi Qing, they will go with you tomorrow, so I'm going to trouble you." Ling Qingyu smiled and said.

"What's the matter? I just happened to go back and worry about the safety of my driving. I have two of them, so I feel more relieved." Zhou Ziqing smiled. Ying Thirteen is the kind of elites who do things very reliably. Although Yan Qi looks like a heartbeat at a glance, they are all on the point of speaking and doing things. With such people on the road together, Zhou Ziqing feels that the Spring Festival is great. Escape is not so scary anymore.

"Uh, didn't Thirteen tell you? They are six people and they drive six cars together."

"It doesn't matter how much, don't worry!" Zhou Ziqing waved casually when he said this, but two days later I saw Ling Qingyu...

The bar was not far from home. After Zhou Ziqing and Luo Meiyan left, Ling Qingyu took Yan San to the supermarket. Her hunch became stronger and stronger, but she was slightly disappointed.

After buying sanitary napkins and returning home, the eldest aunt arrived as scheduled, which completely disappointed Ling Qingyu.

Not pregnant...

Yan San didn't understand what the bag was for at first, but seeing Ling Qingyu's face squatting in the bathroom and the faint blood stains, he immediately understood what it was for.

When Ling Qingyu was there, the aunt had a hard time, but there were also improved sanitary napkins, and the person who was in charge of that at first was Yan San who occasionally saw Ling Qingyu's broken craftsmanship.

First thought she was shy, and then wanted to understand her thoughts, Yan San walked into the bathroom, hugged her gently, and whispered: "Silly girl, we still have a long time to go."

Ling Qingyu raised his head, his face was wrinkled, and said: "Three, my stomach hurts so much."

Yan San smiled, took the pack of sanitary napkins to her, and said, "I put it on by myself, then lie down on the bed, I will tell He Li, I will accompany you tonight."

Walking down the stairs quickly, Yan San went to the kitchen and asked Su Mu to find the ginger. While making brown sugar **** soup, he asked Su Mu to prepare food to warm his stomach. It is said that the airplane is the fastest in this world. But the delays at Shanghai Airport are also very famous.

After Su Mu was startled, he immediately went outside. He was leaving tomorrow. He didn’t leave much ingredients. Although Ling Qingyu did not come often, she would not be able to move for a few days. The best one is that he remembered it by rote, he just had to buy some medicinal materials and ingredients.

He Li came back and knew what was going on when he smelled the smell. He touched his chin and said before Yan San said, "Thirteen means that I will leave early in the morning, um..." Then he raised his eyes and met Yan San. He gave a tacit glance, took the **** soup from his hand and went upstairs.

Ling Qingyu was lying on his side on the bed and humming, Ye Shisi sat on the edge of the bed, and put his palm on her lower abdomen.

High internal strength is good, He Qili sighed, sat on the edge of the bed, handed the bowl to Ling Qingyu who was sitting up, and said, "Is it so uncomfortable here too?"

"Well, but it's better than that." Ling Qingyu drank the slightly hot but tasted **** soup in a few mouthfuls, and nodded. It turned out not to be so severe. After that miscarriage, I often suffered from dysmenorrhea. Once I passed out from the pain, and this time I fell into the lake. The cold water is so cold. So I’m afraid this time. It will feel good.

No matter how uncomfortable before, I have to endure myself, but now...

The abdomen was pressed against the warm temperature, and the **** soup brought a comfortable warmth.

Ling Qingyu suddenly felt a little sore in the corners of his eyes.

"We are going to leave at five o'clock tomorrow morning." He Li wiped off the stains on the corners of her mouth with his fingers, and said, "Hurry up, I should be able to pick you up."

Ling Qingyu's plane took off at 4 o’clock in the afternoon, a half-hour flight, plus the departure time, it should be out at 6 o’clock on time. According to the distance they calculated, from Shanghai to the provincial capital, if you don’t violate the regulations and overtake It's twelve hours, and the departure time is just right at five o'clock in the morning.

"Yeah." Ling Qingyu nodded and said with a smile: "In fact, you don't need to rush, at this time, the plane will definitely be late."

"Don't talk nonsense." He Li covered her mouth. Every time she came to her aunt, she felt like a serious illness. If she was late and stayed outside for so long, she would definitely be uncomfortable.

"He Li." Ling Qingyu just called out. He Li touched her lips with a finger and said, "Let Yan **** you tonight."

"He Li..."

Regardless of Ye Xi's eyes that had been completely rounded, He Li let go of his hand, kissed it, and after going deeper, he smiled and said, "Don't worry." He thought that it would be his turn to endure it. Let her rest even when she died. Her body is no better than that, and even there, she has never been so demanded. The first time I couldn’t help it, I missed it too much, and the deep thoughts in his bones made him crazy. one night.

However, in her days, having Yan San by her side is much better than others. After all, they have internal strength.

People with inner strength are really annoying!

Ling Qingyu didn't go down for dinner at night. The stomachache only got better after being warmed by Ye Shiyi for an hour, and then went downstairs to see how they prepared.

After all, tomorrow is their long distance alone, it is impossible not to worry.

Her face was pale, her expression wilted, she looked like a group of men with heartache to death, she just asked how she was preparing, Yang Zhao said: "Don't worry, we will be fine, but you, or else, push back. How many days?"

"No way, mom has set the party time later." Ling Qingyu sighed. There are many relatives in the family, and I only talked about my father's side that day, my mother's side was separated by a floor, so I didn't talk about it, but my mother had already arranged the ten-day journey.

Except for the Lunar New Year’s 30 and the first day of the new year, they spent their time at home. The rest of the time has been arranged. According to the customs of their hometown, they will come by turns.

Mom’s efficiency has never been faster...

Tomorrow will get up early, and all of them will have to go to bed early, and I can't bear to see Ling Qingyu's appearance. Even Yepou, who has just returned from Ying Jiu's shift and looks like it is on her, wants her to rest.

Ling Qingyu wanted to sit down again, but was picked up by Yan San and sent upstairs.

At four o'clock in the morning, before dawn, Yang Zhao and the others had already got up, quietly packed up, and opened the door of the master bedroom. After Yan San nodded, they watched one by one again sleeping in Yan Sanhuai. Ling Qingyu inside gave a glance and drove away first.

When Ling Qingyu woke up at noon, he looked at the deserted living room for a moment in a daze, until Yan San, who was holding him, whispered something to see at night, and his heart suddenly settled.

Ying Jiu and Ling Ma also came over to meet up. After lunch, they called three taxis and headed for the airport.