Hey Girl, You Are So Sweet

Lin Mu opened the door, threw the door and walked away. He had never seen a shadow again. Ye Sitong was also at a loss these days. Just as the secretary called and said that Wang Kun had left directly, he postponed the so-called farewell party for a week.

Uncle Guan said, "Mr. Lin has gone to the military region."

Ye Sitong seemed to hear it and didn't hear it. He just raised his eyes and looked at him lazily.

Uncle Guan said, "madam, I think Mr. Lin has some truth in what he said. Although the layout over there is quite proper, it is too far after all. What happened is difficult to keep up with and deal with. It's not our family. It's inconvenient."

Ye Sitong drank water: "when Grandpa was still there, those people would give some face. Now they just deceive me that there is no tiger in the Xiao family."

After a cup of tea, ye Sitong said, "put it first."

Uncle Guan should be good.

"What is Qing Jun doing now?"

"The young master has been unhappy since he came out of his study that day. He has been holding meow to himself and asked him. He doesn't speak again."

Ye Sitong was stunned. She was wondering whether Lin Qingjun heard the dispute between her and Lin Mubei.

"I'll go and see him."

Uncle Guan said in the back, "madam, although the company is busy, you'd better take some time to accompany the young master."

Ye Sitong's steps slowed down. It seems that she has really ignored the child for too long.

The layout of the room is not big. It is a simple combination of blue and white. The child holds a white kitten in his arms, which is clearly a place for the cat to sleep. He curled up inside and crowded with the cat. The kitten waved its claws against the air and meowed.

Lin Qingjun's door was slightly open. Ye Sixi opened the door and saw such a scene. Lin Qingjun's little hand grabbed the cat's paw and muttered to himself.

Ye Sitong stood there for two minutes before he walked over and squatted down.

The kitten gave a gentle cry, swept its tail, jumped onto Lin Qingjun's small bed with elegant steps, rolled and nodded contentedly.

Ye Sixi pulled at the corner of his mouth, withdrew his sight, and looked at Lin Qingjun. His eyes softened a lot. His finger belly gently rubbed his cheek. The child's skin was very smooth and slightly hot. Lin Qingjun rubbed his head and muttered, "meow, meow..."

Ye Sitong looked at him as if he was shrinking. He picked him up and planned to take him to his room to sleep. Lin Qingjun suddenly opened his eyes, blinked, and closed again: "Mom, I don't want to leave meow."

The leaf Si Tong in the mind inexplicably surged up a burst of acerbity, low sighed tone: "good."

Turning back and putting the child on the bed, he rolled and hugged the kitten directly. The kitten moved outside. He followed him again. Finally, the cat fell asleep.

Ye Sitong stood until his legs were numb. Then he recovered. The light in the room gradually darkened. Ye Sitong dragged his stiff legs out and stamped his feet on the wall.

"Uncle Guan, all the arrangements over there have been cancelled." Ye Sitong ordered, as if he had finally compromised.

Uncle Guan nodded slightly, "OK."

The next day, uncle Guan came in with a piece of information and put it at Ye Sitong's hand.

The fingertip knocked on the shell of the data, and uncle Guan said, "this is some of the better schools Mr. Lin chose for the young master last time."

Ye Sitong pushed away impatiently: "don't look."

"Mr. Lin's message said that please don't worry about safety. Mr. Lin will arrange all this as long as she chooses her favorite school."

"Oh?" Ye Sitong knew that locking Lin Qingjun at home was not a good way. He paused and said, "I'll see it when I have time."

At night, ye Sitong came out after taking a bath. She was alone in the big bed, which looked empty.

After wiping her hair, she looked through her mobile phone again. There was no news. She sat on the bed and was stunned for a while. Her vision was fixed on the school information she brought back to the room under her magic. She hesitated for a moment and picked it up and opened it.

Page by page, the photos and information inside are extremely detailed. Many photos are actually taken. It can be seen that Lin Mubei has really made some thoughts. Ye Sitong looks carefully. After turning, it is already 11 o'clock at night.

The wind outside screamed inexplicably. Ye Sitong put out the light and went straight to sleep.

The next day, instead of going to the company, ye Sitong went to Murong's room. Most of her injuries were healed, and the bandage on her hand was taken off. When she saw her coming in, she raised the bright smile on her face.

"How do you feel?" Ye Sitong sat down on the chair beside the bed, peeled an orange, fell into his palm and handed it to her.

Murong waved his hand and refused: "thanks for taking care of me, much better."

She smiled as if those wounds had never appeared.

Ye Sixi twirled a petal and fed it into his mouth. The sweet and sour juice overflowed his mouth and swallowed it. Ye Sixi said, "if you're much better, go with the old lady. Don't let her worry too much."

Her words meant something, but Murong didn't intend to continue the topic with her. Instead, he said, "I heard you're going to send xiaoqingjun to school?"

Ye Sitong thought a little and said with a soft smile, "yes, it's not small. Adults don't have time to accompany. What's up? Do you have a good place to recommend?"

"I didn't go to school when I was a child. Where can I recommend?" Murong said softly.

Ye Sitong remembered that Lin Mubei had told her about Murong's life experience. He couldn't help being embarrassed and was about to apologize. Murong had already said, "it's all right, but Lin Yuxiao seems to know the child, so you should think about it."

Ye Si Tong's heart suddenly hung up: "you mean Lin Yuxiao is making a clear idea?"

"I don't know this, but I vaguely heard people over there mention that Lin Mubei has a son named Lin Qingjun, and the rest don't know." Murong shook his head: "but it's normal to take the child with Lin Yuxiao's heart."

Murong's heart ached faintly.

Ye Sitong didn't know how she ate all the oranges. She only felt heavy in her heart. After a while, she looked at the worried Murong and sighed: "the more you say this, the more I feel Lin Yuxiao's pressure. He is like a mountain, which is hard pressed on our heads with a shiny knife."

Murong reluctantly pulled the corners of his lips and said with a smile, "it's OK for you to say so."

Ye Sitong had something on his mind and didn't want to talk to her any more. He patted the quilt and said, "I won't disturb your rest."

Murong shouted to her, frowned and said lightly, "in fact, you don't have to worry so much. Now Lin Yuxiao has no power of his own and depends on others. He can't do what he wants. He has to follow each other." she lowered her eyes: "so there are many things. In city a, Lin Yuxiao is also powerless."

"Thank you for reminding me." Ye Sixi nodded. Maybe Murong felt a little uncomfortable when he said this.

Out of the door, he went straight back to his room and took the stack of materials to Lin Qingjun's yard. He played hide and seek with meow on the grass.

Ye Sitong sat down in a small pavilion in the distance and shouted, "Qing Jun, come here."

Lin Qingjun pouted his little ass and arched twice on the grass. He stood up and was covered with grass seeds. The little gentleman who had just returned home had already been lost to Java. He jumped into the pavilion and shouted, "Mom!"

Ye Sitong took a handkerchief to wipe the sweat on his forehead and tip of his nose, and held him on his leg: "look, which one do you like? My mother will take you to have a look tomorrow. If you can, you can decide directly."

"What is this?" Lin Qingjun stretched out his hand and asked suspiciously.

"Find you a school."

"Then can we not go to the city where our mother studies?"

Ye Sitong pinched his round face and smiled brightly. Ye Sitong smiled and said, "if Qing Jun doesn't want to go, he won't go. Shall we stay in city a?"

Lin Mubei brought Jun Tiancheng back to the military region and directly took him to his office. Within an hour, someone from the head called him over.

The tea was fragrant, and the chief took two steps: "did you take Tiancheng into the district?"

"Yes." Lin Mubei replied indifferently.

The chief took a sip of tea, breathed out a sigh and said, "Tiancheng has good qualifications. I asked him to be an instructor in the military region at the beginning, but later refused me because he took over Lin. now, what are you going to do with him? Do you want to stay with you as an assistant?"

"I have enough people here, but I heard that commander Jiang Yu still lacks an assistant."

The chief knew, "I'll let someone take him."

After a while, he saw that Lin Mubei had nothing to say, so he asked, "what's the matter with Qidong?"

Lin Mubei turned the magazine's hand and stopped. After a while, he raised his eyes to the head's searching eyes: "as you know."

Lin Mubei stood up, walked out for two steps, and suddenly stopped: "Qing Jun is going to school. He lacks several effective bodyguards."

The head choked and waved angrily, "I'll let someone arrange."

When Lin Mubei returned to his office, juntiancheng had been taken to Jiang Yu.

At noon, Lin Mubei received an encrypted phone call and said, "Mr. Lin, the person Qi Shao once contacted has been found."

Lin Mubei got up: "I'll go right away!"

The clue that person said was only a very short monitoring record. At the beginning, there was a white wall. The person next to him explained: "this is the outer wall downstairs of Lian's Hospital, on which Qi Shao's ward is located."

Pull the progress bar slightly, but the scene still hasn't changed. After two seconds, a small electric donkey inserted from the inclined lane and stopped just opposite the camera.

On the bus was a man in a Black Hoodie with a hat on his head and a side face hidden in the dark. He whistled gently and looked around.

An apple suddenly fell from his head, and the man caught it steadily. Then he took out a dark thing from his trouser pocket and threw it up. As soon as he turned around, the face leaked under the monitor.