Prestigious Family Marriage: Uncle vs Young Wife

Jing Boyuan watched Ye Qingxin walk into the door of the dormitory, and the figure disappeared at the hanging corner before turning back.

Suddenly the phone rang. He took out the phone and looked at it. It was Cheng Ruyu's phone.

Just after sliding to answer, Cheng Ruyu's excited voice came from there, "Did the little girl be moved to cry?"

Jing Boyuan squeezed the cigarette into his mouth with one hand, and found the lighter to ignite. He spit out the smoke and said, "You have a lot of care."

Cheng Ruyu smiled and said, "I'm not in a hurry for you. The little girl can't adjust the light, but she has to coax. From time to time, you can surprise and romance. You have been hanging for a few days and you can't slap a sweet date? Right, It cost a total of 570,000 tonight. When will you show it to me? "

"Understanding so many ways to coax girls, Grandma Cheng should arrange more blind dates for you to get you married earlier." Jing Boyuan said slowly.

There was a stun on the phone, and then came the roar of Cheng Ruyu: "Don't, I don't want you to report the grace of the water, but you can't repay it? I'm doing it for you too--"

Jing Boyuan didn't listen to him **** and cut off the call directly.

Back in the car, Luo Feng helped him close the door and sat in the driver's seat to step on the accelerator to start the car.

"You are familiar with Cheng Ruyu?" The car drove a distance, Jing Boyuan said coldly.

The gentle tone made Luo Feng's heart sank without a reason. He swallowed his mouth before answering: "I'm not very familiar with it. I have seen more in the past two days."

Jing Boyuan reached down and lowered the window, squinting out the soot outside the window, and casually said, "Tell outsiders the whereabouts of your boss, you are a good assistant."

Luo Feng's heart beat.

It's over.

"I'm sorry, President Jing." Luo Fengbian controlled the speed and apologized sincerely.

These days Cheng Ruyu has been very active in inquiring about Jing Jing's whereabouts. He feels that Cheng Ruyu has always had a good relationship with his boss, knowing that his whereabouts are irrelevant, and Cheng Ruyu's enthusiastic offensive can't stand the truth.

I don't know what Cheng Ruyu did, and it caused President Jing to make him not a person inside or out.

Jing Boyuan raised his eyelids and lightly scanned the back of Luo Feng's head, but said nothing.

But the more salty he was, the more Luo Feng's heart beat harder.

The next day when I arrived at the hotel staff locker room, Ye Qingxin listened to people talking about a local tyrant last night. He emptied the subway to court. If he did n’t succeed, he did n’t know. Anyway, many people could n’t take the subway home and complained for a while.

Ye Qingxin changed his clothes quietly without a word.

Everyone gathered in the hotel lobby to prepare a roll call. Someone outside the door shouted, "Is Miss Ye Qingxin here?"

Ye Qingxu looked at the door, and a young man in his twenties stood there holding a huge red rose. When no one responded, he asked again: "Is Miss Ye Qingxin in?"

"Here!" Someone next to Ye Qingxin pointed at Ye Qingxin and said.

The young man came over and handed the flower to Ye Qingxin, "Your flower, please sign for it."

Ye Qingxin glanced at the big bunch of roses, and suddenly remembered the bunch of roses last night, and she faintly guessed who sent the flowers.

Someone nearby took it over for Ye, and the excitement looked as if the flower was for her.

Women have always been resistant to roses, not only because of their beauty, but also because of the meaning of roses.

Being loved is what women of all ages desire most.

"Please sign here." The young man giving the flowers handed over the pen and delivery note.

Ye Qingxin did not embarrass him and signed his own name.

"Ninety-nine flowers, forever, heart, who gave this flower?"

"Do you still have to ask? Seekers."

"It looks good to be beautiful, I have grown so big that I haven't received a rose yet"

Many people looked around at the huge bouquet. Ye Qingxin, the lord, seemed a little out of the way.

There are still a dozen minutes before the roll call time.

"Xinxin, you're going to send this flower to the locker room. The manager will come in a while, and you must speak."

Ye Qingxin glanced at the delicate flowers, smiled, and said, "I'm allergic to pollen."

By implication, she can't ask for this flower.

"It's a pity? It's so beautiful, don't you, you might as well give it to me." The girl who picked up the bouquet at the beginning was a rounder girl, twenty-five years old.

Ye Qingxi smiled and nodded, "Yeah."

The girl happily held the bouquet upstairs and returned to the locker room.

When she came down, she held a card in her hand, "Heart, there are cards in the flowers."

There are only eight words on the card.

Year after year.

Through the paper back and the magnificent font, if you look at the characters, you know that people who write are not ordinary.

Ye Qingxin recognized who was writing on it, his heart pounding.

Each of those eight words has nothing to do with love, but it can be put in one place, which means that it has a profound meaning.

Lunch at noon.

Ye Qingxin just sat down and someone sat down opposite her.

She looked up and was a welcome foreman speaking to Jing Boyuan by the side of the road last night.

"The flower was sent by Jing Boyuan?" The welcome foreman was blunt.

Yesterday, Jing Boyuan visited the hotel, and it was not low-key. The welcome foreman knew him normally, otherwise, he would not talk to Jing Boyuan on the roadside last night.

Ye Qingxin smiled: "I don't know without the signature."

The welcome foreman sneered: "Who does Jing Boyuan give the flower to, and whose blessings have been repaired in his lifetime, you're better, not only don't, but don't admit it was what he sent, what is it?"

Ye Qingxin said nothing.

"A big boss, standing at the hotel door in the middle of the night waiting for you to work, you are not touched at all, should you say you shouldn't bend your back for riches, or should you say that you are arrogant?"

Ye Qing silent.

"The man's patience is limited. I advise you not to play too much, and to wipe out the man's patience. You may cry and chase behind him, and he may not look back at you."

This sounded like persuasion.

Ye Qing felt strange, "Why did you tell me this?"

The welcome foreman smiled and said, "I just can't stand the way you are cheap and sell well."

Ye Qingxin: ""

Get off work at ten.

There was no Jing Boyuan on the road tonight. She took the subway as usual.

Sitting on a subway bench, Ye Qing thought of the scene in the carriage last night, thinking of Jing Boyuan's eager and hot kiss last night, his chest filled with inexplicable emotions.

Out of the subway, she was preparing to take a bus to a bus station not far away, and someone suddenly hit her next to her. She was empty, and Ye Qingxin reacted that her bag was gone. The person who hit her had already run for several meters. far.

Without thinking, she chased after pulling her legs.

But at this moment, a man in a black t-shirt came out behind her, and chased after the man who grabbed Ye Qingxin. The man in the black t-shirt was not tall, but ran fast and quickly caught up. Robbers.

"Thank you." Ye Qing sincerely thanked him for his bag.

Men in black t-shirts are ordinary, very unrecognizable, and belong to the type that can't be found in the crowd. Ye Qingxin really doubts whether he will see him next time.

He chuckled at Ye with a surprisingly friendly attitude, panting, "It's okay, raise your hand, pay attention to walking in the future."

The man who grabbed the bag saw that he could not run the black t-shirt man, and immediately lost the bag, and now he had run out of sight.

The man in the black t-shirt clapped his hands and walked away. I am Lei Feng, and I am doing good things anonymously.

Ye Qingxin looked at his back and smiled, thinking that there are still many good people in the world.

Back in the dormitory, the bunch of flowers last night were still on the desk.

Ye Qingxin opened the chair and sat down, took out the card from his bag, raised it and looked at the writing on the light.

Year after year.

She couldn't help thinking, what kind of mood was Jing Boyuan writing when he wrote these eight words? The gesture of holding the pen must look good.

the following few days.

Every day, Ye Qingxin received a bouquet of roses, and a card with the words "Every Year, Every Day and Every Day".

However, people who did not meet Jing Boyuan did not have a phone or text message.

Had it not been for the flowers and cards, she would have thought that they had returned to that end.

the holiday is over.

On the first day of class, Jing Suo told Ye Qingxin with an eyebrow: "Brother went to Shanghai for a business trip, and I went to play for a few days. Alas, Shanghai is really a good place for eating, drinking, and fun. I do n’t want to come back for a few days. Unfortunately Hearted, you did n’t go, but I brought you a gift. ”

Talking about Jing Suosuo mysteriously took out a bag from the bag, the bag contained a very large box.

"Don't watch now, go back and watch." Jing Suosuo stuffed the box with the bag into Ye Qingxin's book bag. The box was quite large and could hardly fit.

Ye Qingxin didn't notice her movements, and her mind was full of the phrase "brother going to Shanghai for business".

He has gone to Shanghai.

She didn't know.

After class at night, Ye Qingxin found that there were several missed calls in the phone.

She used to mute her phone during class.

It was a call from connie.

Ye Qingxin returned to the past, Connie's voice seemed very happy, she said: "Heart, thanks to you this time, pear's show in Milan Fashion Week is over, we have received more orders than the previous year's most."

"I didn't do anything." Ye Qing eased his heart, and then came over what connie meant.

While she was enjoying the double holiday, Han Huohuo and several of Pear's main designers took their work to Milan.

Originally, Connie deliberately let Ye Qingxin also go, let her feel the atmosphere, and she had a long experience, but Ye Qingxin did n’t have a passport, and she did n’t have time to apply.

Connie said: "A lot of buyers praised me and said that the color of this batch of ready-made garments is very good. This is your credit. You will have a banquet at Century Hotel tonight. You must be there starting at seven."

Hanging up the phone, Ye Qing looked at the time, it was five thirty.

She went back to the dormitory and changed her clothes. The gift box Jing Jingsuo gave her was tucked in a locker by her hand. She left the school gate and rushed to Century Hotel.

When she arrived, it was exactly half past six. There were many pear employees in the box, and several chief designers and connie had not yet arrived.

At about seven o'clock, several protagonists finally arrived, everyone arrived, the celebration party began.

At the dining table, Connie raised Ye Qingxin to praise with Han Huohuo and others. Finally, she said, "I have always felt that my heart is talented. The 17th cnno Young Fashion Designers Contest is inviting submissions. My heart, you go back and find out The rules of the competition, go all out to win in one fell swoop. If you win first, you are a formal member of the pear design team. "

Ye Qing's eyes brightened, he got up and raised a glass to connie, "I will work hard."

Congratulations rang out in my ears.

Han Huohuo came up to her ear and said, "Our boss is here to cultivate you, so you have to grasp it."

Ye Qing smiled back and said, "Well, I will."

Pear Studio has this advantage. It seems that there is no such jealousy and comparison between each other. There is competition, but they all use their strengths to prove themselves brightly. Colleagues get along with each other brightly and will not give people a sense of depression.

Perhaps this is also one of the factors that pear can quickly rise in the fashion industry.

After dinner, some people proposed to go to 'Time's Allure'.

Connie agreed with a smirk, and the team turned to war.

In the box, the lights are bright and colorful, giving a feeling of being drunk.

In such a noisy environment, Ye Qingxin felt that no matter how many troubles disappeared, she suddenly understood why people always like to go to places such as bars and nightclubs when their hearts are hurt. It makes some sense.

Maybe the drink was too much, Ye Qingxin went out and went to the bathroom.

The private box set by paer is at the western end. To go to the bathroom, you need to pass a dozen boxes.

She walked to the door of a box, and the door of the cold box opened. Two men came out of it. One was very showy, her face was soft, her lips were red and white, her eyes were big and watery. Handsome, giving a person a humble sense of grace.

Ye Qingxin paused for a moment, looked up at the two of them, didn't care, and planned to wait for the two to go.

suddenly!

"Ah! Lou Liangchen! You're back! You can't do this to me! Don't yell—" A screaming female voice came out of the box, but was quickly blocked by people. The moment the box door was closed, Ye He heard the murmuring growl of the woman inside.

Listen, it seems that it is being victimized.

That sound sounded familiar to Ye.

It was Yu Qingyou's voice.

Lou Liangchen, isn't Yu Qingyou's newly married husband?

Ye Qing calmly looked at the two men in front of her, and realized what was happening in the box, but she didn't want to worry about it, and she wanted to walk past them.

Lifting his feet just before stepping forward, the man with a very handsome appearance spoke, with a coquettish taste: "Liang Chen, the woman just stared at me, so annoying, let Axin clean up a little bit."

Ye Qingxin: ""

She didn't dare to listen any more, and hurriedly passed by the two of them.

Squatting between the lattices, Ye Qing couldn't help but think back to what had just hit him.

Listening to Jing Suosuo said that Lou Liangchen liked Yu Qingyou for many years, regardless of her infamous reputation, marrying her back with huge money, the biggest diamond ring, the most beautiful and expensive wedding dress, and the most luxurious wedding. Correct.

But although she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she could tell what kind of violation Yu Qingyou had suffered in the box.

And Yu Qingyou ’s husband is just outside the door, listening to Yu Qingyou ’s words, it seems that everything is dominated by her husband

Ye Qing's heart was a little confused. Since he spent a lot of money to marry him back, why was he treated like this?

Suddenly thought of the handsome man with Lou Liangchen

And Jing Boyuan once said that he would avenge his children.

There was something looming in her mind, and she was about to come out.

I didn't know how long she squatted until she noticed some numbness in her feet before standing up.

When he came out of the bathroom and went back to Yu Qingyou's box, Ye Qingxin slowed down subconsciously, and listened with his ears open, without any sound.

As he was about to leave, the box door opened again.

Ye Qingxin: ""

From there came a man with a big round waist and a stubble face, looking fierce and a little ugly. His face was full of flesh, and his expression was full of satisfaction.

This expression Ye Qingxin is no stranger.

In the past, every time after intimate with Jing Boyuan, Jing Boyuan will show a little such expression.

That is a kind of gratification after getting vented.

Ye Qing didn't dare to look at it anymore, he lifted his feet and walked away quickly.

Behind, I could hear the man's rough voice, "I'm going to the toilet. You guys take your time. Don't get people hurt, do you hear me?"

Ye Qingxin's footsteps stagnated for a moment, and suddenly Mosai set off, she thought, she understood what Jing Boyuan said about revenge.

Next, Ye Qingxin no longer wanted to play.

All I thought about were the things I had just met, as well as the exaggerated words that I once said to Jing Boyuan: "How to get revenge, let Yu Qingyou marry a man who doesn't love is revenge? Make her suffer mentally? Jing Boyuan, you might as well look at yourself too much. You think that all the women in the world will have to marry you. If you do n’t marry you, you will die. ”

Why did she say that?

At that time, Jing Boyuan must be uncomfortable.

Ye Qingxin sat on the sofa, covering her heart, and every time she jumped there, she felt uncomfortable.

At the end of the party, Ye Qingxin followed the crowd out of time, and everyone's interest was very high. Only Ye Qingxin, bowed his head, was absent-minded.

"Heart, why aren't you happy?" Han Huohuo looked at her with a smile.

Ye Qingxin made an excuse and said, "I'm a little sick."

"Does it matter? Want to go to the hospital?" Han Huohuo cared.

Ye Qingxin smiled and shook his head. "It's okay. I have menstruation. I'm old. Go back and drink some hot water."

"I'll take you home. It's not convenient to take a car so late." Han Huohuo said, "You wait here for a while, I'll drive."

Ye Qingxin looked at the time, it was indeed early, it was already twelve o'clock.

Can't keep up with access control.

"Which school are you here?" Han Huohuo asked in the car.

Ye Qingxin sat in the co-pilot and replied, "I'm going to the Sihe Upper House."

Han Huohuo: "Huh?"

Ye Qing smiled: "The school has access control, and now I can't go into the dormitory. I have a relative who lives in the Sihe Upper House. I'll make it tonight."

Han Huohuo said nothing and drove the car on the road.

Go to the Sihe Upper House.

Ye Qing thanked him, got out of the car, and watched Han Huohuo's car leave before turning around and entering the gate.

She hasn't been here for a long time.

Everything kept the way she was when she left.

She took a bath, and without toiletries, simply washed with hot water and lay out on the bed, turning over and over again and unable to sleep.

Take out the mobile phone, open the address book, scroll down to Jing Boyuan's number, hold your finger on it for a while, and lower the phone.

It's so late that he must have slept.

After a while, she picked up her phone and opened her mailbox. All the messy text messages were deleted by her, and only Jing Boyuan's remained.

The first time he texted her was when she was hospitalized when she was injured by Yun Shiyun's head. He said: Zhang Ye will go back at nine in the evening. Don't be afraid.

There are successive text messages in the back, without ambiguous words, but showing a touch of care.

It was a calm emotion from a thirty-four-year-old mature man.

Ye Qing didn't know what to do. Tonight, he missed him especially, thinking more than ever before, turning out his number again, a moment, and dialing out.

Suddenly, she held her breath, but her mind was a little confused, and she didn't know what she should say.

"Sorry, the number you dialed is turned off"

The cold voice of the female voice came, Ye Qing's heartstrings loosened, and at the same time, a loss of heart was born.

After the holiday, Ye Qingxin no longer received Jing Boyuan's flowers.

Attempting to make a call that night, she did not try to call him again, and the contact between them seemed to be broken again.

Ye Qingxin occasionally heard Jing Boyuan's news from Jing Suosuo's mouth.

After returning from Shanghai, he went to Hong Kong, returned from Hong Kong, and flew to Italy.

He was very busy and kept running around.

Sometimes, Ye Qingxin also saw the latest developments of Bowie Group in the newspapers, how much the quarterly revenue was, how much it was compared with the previous quarter, and in which field it reached new highs, and so on.

A flash, it was more than a month.

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small theater:

One day, somebody came out of the bath and saw an uncle sitting on the bedside, holding a box in his hand, and seeing her come out, an uncle smiled, "This is what you bought?"

Someone looked at the box, remembering that it was requested by Jing Jing. Just to say no, an uncle took the lead to say again: "Very good, I like it very much."

Someone was puzzled. He wanted to see what was in the box. An uncle picked out the contents of the box with his little thumb. He was exposed to the air and shook, "Go on."

At one glance, he suddenly vomited three liters of blood.

It's a piece of love, fun, inner clothes!