Mr.Qin is too deep into the love: my wife, I lose!

After thinking about it, Qiao Wenyang got off and looked at Qin Shijin. Qin Shijin himself had a black face, but Qiao Wenyang stopped and asked him, "well... Mr. Qin, can you tell me what you like to eat? I don't know what you like to eat. I can buy your favorite dishes by the way after I get off work."

"Hmm?" Qin Shijin looked at Qiao Wenyang's beautiful and clear eyes with a trace of panic.

"If you send me to work, I can only do these to repay you..." it's better in my heart. "Moreover, although my dishes are not as delicious as outside, my own food will be much healthier."

Did you say too much? Will make Qin Shijin dissatisfied?

"... well, if you have something you like to eat, tell me. After all, you are good to Ruirui, and I should be good to you. That's all I can do." she was very nervous.

"OK, I see." when Qiao Wenyang was nervous, he suddenly heard Qin Shijin say.

"OK." her nervousness suddenly dissipated, cracked a big smile and nodded, "well, that's settled. Just send me a message when you leave the company in the evening."

She shook the cell phone in her hand. "I have your phone number."

"Yes."

After saying goodbye to him, Qiao Wenyang left here with a brisk step. With a good mood, she went upstairs and happened to meet sang Rou with a gloomy face. Sang Rou was wearing gorgeous lipstick and looked at Qiao Wenyang with disgust.

She just doesn't like Qiao Wenyang very much, but Qiao Wenyang's ability is the most outstanding in the company.

"Have you been so happy all morning?"

Qiao Wenyang saw sang Rou's gloomy face and was stunned. He hurriedly shouted, "good morning, manager sang."

"..." Sang Rou didn't give her a good look.

Qiao Wenyang opened his chair and sat down. Xia Xingxing, the person next to him, slid over the chair and said to her, "poor little, manager sang scolded me again."

"..." Qiao Wenyang shrugged and said that he was used to it. Sang Rou has a good temper and has no bad heart. She is just unruly and willful, and likes others to follow her.

"By the way, it seems that manager sang has been dumped this time, so he has a bad face." Xia Xingxing has many small channels and pulls Qiao Wenyang gossip. "Manager sang always thinks he is very beautiful. Moreover, President sang has always been looking for opportunities to introduce rich families to manager sang. Don't you want to climb up the relationship and make Shengtong further?"

We all know these gossip, but Qiao Wenyang just wants to bow his head and work well. He doesn't want so much else. The advertising case over tuyou still needs to be run in. There are other cases in her hand. After a busy day, Qiao Wenyang feels that he has been torn down all over.

She didn't see a reply in the afternoon.

When she turned on her mobile phone, she hesitated for a moment and sent a message to Qin Shijin.

Warm sun baby: "what do you want to eat at night?"

Qin Shijin arrived in the conference room as soon as he arrived in the morning. Mr. Qin, who was never late but arrived early, made everyone wait for 20 minutes. It was very strange. Even Cao Jin felt incredible.

During the meeting, news jumped out of his wechat. Cao Jin saw it, while Qin Shijin opened wechat while listening to the supervisor's report.

Qiao Wenyang's wechat avatar is her own photo. The top is verified by his friends. He ordered a reply: "the tomato beef brisket made that day is good. I like light dishes. Just feel free."

He doesn't ask much for food.

"OK."

Everyone in the office looked at Qin Shijin and replied with a smile. They all felt that the back was gloomy.

Qiao Wenyang smiled sweetly and put away his mobile phone. Just after he put it down, Xia Xingxing came up with a curious face, "Wenyang, who were you sending a message to? A face of flower mania?"

"Yes?" Qiao Wenyang felt that his ears were red, and he didn't dare to look into Xia Xingxing's eyes. "Don't say it. He just happened to send a message to a... Friend."

Shortly after work in the afternoon, a violent roar came out of Sang Rou's office. Everyone heard his back cool outside. Then sang Rou stepped on high heels and came out of the inside. With a slap, Qiao Wenyang was smashed down a folder.

Sang Rou said impolitely, "Qiao Wenyang, I invited you to the company. Is that just fooling around? This is your advertisement. The other company is not satisfied. Now go and communicate."

“……”

Xia Xingxing gave her a pitiful and helpless look.

Qiao Wenyang can only put down his work and get up quickly. The other company is relatively remote. It used to take some time in the past. The weather outside is big. Qiao Wenyang chose to take the subway.

Just after getting out of the subway, she went to the company in the direction she remembered. There were some old areas next to the place. When Qiao Wenyang went out, a motorcycle behind her suddenly flew past her.

Qiao Wenyang often walks outside in the middle of the night alone, so she has always been very vigilant. She realized that her bag was grabbed by someone. She immediately grabbed it with one hand and squatted down. The people on the motorcycle were biased by her gravity, and even people rolled down with the car.

But Qiao Wenyang didn't fall well. He rolled on the ground, scratched a layer of skin on his knee, hit his shoulder hard, and wiped a wound on his back. The pain didn't come out until a few seconds later.

Someone nearby has helped to call the police, and the two people ran away when they saw something wrong.

Passers-by came to help her up.

Qiao Wenyang gritted his teeth and went to the clinic to simply deal with the wound. After taking the medicine, he went to the other company to deal with things. He reported to work in the company group. Then he limped to pick up Ruirui first, and then went to the market to buy vegetables. Qin Shijin didn't come back when he went back.

Her clothes were dirty, so she went to change her long skirt and covered the wound with a sweater. Then she asked Ruirui to watch TV in the living room and cook the beef brisket in a pressure cooker for half an hour in the kitchen.

When Qin Shijin left the company, he sent a message to Qiao Wenyang.

Qiao Wenyang looked and counted the time before he started cooking.

When Qin Shijin came back, the sunset on the horizon had not yet fallen. The red horizon bordered on the dark blue. Coupled with the white houses and trees in the distance, there was the gorgeous beauty in the oil painting.

He just opened the door and went in. Ruirui had rushed over happily, holding Qin Shijin's thigh and began to cry sweetly, "Dad, you're back ~"

It sounds like a bird.

Qin Shijin's tiredness disappeared. She picked her up. Ruirui kissed her on his face and his little hand fell on his shoulder. "Dad works hard."

"..." Qin Shijin suddenly understood why many men like their daughters. If they had a son, they would not be so considerate. Only daughters would rely on their father and care whether they were tired or not.

There was a faint smell of food in the nose, which filled the empty villa with the smell of life. Sister-in-law Cheng came to take the clothes in Qin Shijin's hand and said, "Miss Qiao is already in the kitchen, I..."

Sister-in-law Cheng had come to take care of their mother and daughter, but now she let Qiao Wenyang do it.

"It's all right, sister-in-law Cheng. Go and have a rest. Just listen to her." Qin Shijin said.

Sister-in-law Cheng smiled and nodded.

Qin Shijin took ruiruirui's hand and was pulled by her to watch TV. Ruiruirui held her small schoolbag like a gift and took out the homework to Qin Shijin. "Dad, this is the painting I painted today. The teacher praised me for my beautiful painting."

On that small piece of paper, a rose was painted. Ruirui was only four years old. However, the lines of the rose were very smooth, and the shape was also very beautiful. The colors were painted layer by layer, with the dark side and the comfort of the color.

I can see her skill is good.

"Rui Rui, the painting is very good." he praised Rui Rui from his heart. It's good to draw at such a young age, "do you like painting?"

Ruirui nodded hard. "Well, I like painting, I also like dancing, and I like a lot." she said seriously, "these paintings were taught by my mother. Before, I couldn't always go out, so my mother taught me to draw one stroke at a time."

No wonder.

Qiao Wenyang was born in art, so he taught Ruirui.

He smiled and looked back at the direction of the kitchen. Ruirui lay on the sofa and began to learn chess with Qin Shijin. She grabbed her head and thought about how to go next. Qiao Wenyang was stunned when he went out.

It really takes patience to accompany children. Qin Shijin can do this... He really broke his imagination. It's hard for him.

When she came out, she had prepared the food and asked Qin Shijin to take Ruirui. When he came back, Qiao Wenyang had sat down. After dinner, Qiao Wenyang stood up and pulled the injury on his knee and shouted.

"What's the matter?"

She stooped to pack up and pretended nothing. "Nothing."

But Qin Shijin saw something wrong with her walking, but Qiao Wenyang didn't say. Ruiruirui shook his fingers, "Dad, mom was bullied at work today and her feet were hurt."

"Injured?"

"Yes, but she won't say it every time she gets hurt. It used to be the same, but now she has a father. Later, her mother won't hurt if her father blows to her mother." Ruirui said.

Like a little adult.

Qin Shijin rubbed her hair.

"I see."

He had something to do, so he went to the study first. Qiao Wenyang took a bath for Ruirui, and then told her a story to coax the child to sleep. When he went out, he saw that there were lights in the gaps of the study.

Thinking, Qin Shijin will work overtime to accompany Ruirui.

Went to the kitchen to heat the milk, then stood at the door of the study and knocked.

When the people inside made a noise, they pushed the door in and saw the white light of the computer screen hitting his face, "why don't you sleep?"

Qiao Wenyang put the milk on the table and pushed it over. Qin Shijin looked at the glass of milk and continued to look at the files on his computer. His voice was low, "give it to me?"

"Well, here's your milk. Black milk before going to bed helps you sleep." she said sideways. "People who work at their desks for a long time will have some sleep. Because of work and some depression, their mood will be bad. If you sleep well, it will improve a lot. I know you're busy, but remember to rest early."

Qin Shijin slowly looked away from the computer screen.

It fell on Qiao Wenyang's face.

Seeing her eyebrows stretch, she looks nervous, "that... I don't want to care about you, but suggest you..."

She knows she seems to have said a lot.