Mommy, Daddy calls you to have a second child

But Jian's mother lowered her eyes and didn't see it.

When she straightened her eyes and grabbed her daughter's hand, Jian Qing had already restrained the emotion in her eyes.

"Qingqing, I know you still care about what happened before, but they are already like this, and they will definitely not be the same as before. For the sake of mom, can you forgive them once?"

"Mom, this is no longer something I didn't forgive. In fact, I only learned about it from my cousin. I didn't even know Yao Chuan did this."

Hearing this, Jian's mother was taken aback for a moment, and realized that this was no longer something her daughter could interfere with.

At the same time, I also feel sorry for my daughter's embarrassment in a wealthy family.

She moved her lips, trying to force herself to behave normally: "Since this is the case, then Mom won't force you anymore, you can go back, it's fine."

Hearing these words, Jian Qing felt uncomfortable again.

She has been spoiled by her mother since she was a child, so how could she not understand her mother's thoughts.

No matter how hard Mother Jian tried to hide it, Jian Qing still caught the disappointment and sadness in her eyes.

But what could she do?

Does telling the truth make it harder for mothers?

In the end, Jian Qing left.

The heart is heavy as stagnant water.

When she got home, Aunt Li saw that she was unhappy, and asked worriedly, "Young Mistress? What's wrong with you?"

Jian Qing shook her head and forced a smile: "It's okay, Aunt Li."

After finishing speaking, she hugged the child in Aunt Li's hand and walked to the sofa.

Aunt Li looked at her a few more times, then secretly went to the kitchen to make a phone call.

When the old lady heard the servant report that Qingqing was in a bad mood, she immediately worried and asked why.

Aunt Li guessed that it was because the young master didn't come back.

The old lady immediately changed her face, hung up the TV, and angrily went to question her grandson.

Li Yaochuan was inexplicably scolded and had to agree to come back overnight.

And Jian Qing, who was with the child in the living room, didn't know anything about it.

Yang Yang crawled around on the cushion by himself, and when he caught his favorite toy, he grinned and looked at his mother, begging for a reward.

But Mom didn't look at him.

The little guy was in a hurry, picked up the toy, and screamed.

Jian Qing was immersed in her mother's affairs and felt depressed.

Suddenly there was more weight on her legs, Jian Qing came back to her senses, looked down, and saw a little person struggling to climb onto her legs.

Looking at her lovely son, Jian Qing felt a little better and hugged him.

Yang Yang stared at her for a while, as if he knew that his mother was unhappy, he gave her a big kiss.

She laughed so hard that her heart melted.

Jian Qing also leaned over and kissed his little face, with a smile on her face: "Yangyang, are you comforting mom?"

The little guy didn't understand, so he nodded.

Jian Qing was so excited that she kissed him again: "He is really my good son."

At night, Jian Qing wanted to hug the baby to sleep, but was stopped by Aunt Li.

She had to go back to her room to sleep alone.

Half asleep and half awake, she seemed to hear the click of the door lock turning.

She turned around, kicked the quilt away with her feet, and rolled it under her legs.

Immediately afterwards, she felt someone drag her leg up, put it down, and then covered her with a quilt.

Such a familiar movement made Jian Qing in her dream subconsciously think that it was her father who secretly covered her with a quilt when she was a child, fearing that she would catch a cold.

She stretched out her hand to grab it, and shouted, "Dad..."

Li Yaochuan who was caught by her froze, his face hidden in the darkness twitched uncontrollably twice.

He took out his hand, looked down at the woman who was sleeping in a daze, and somehow felt a little cute.

Especially her strands of hair sticking to the tip of her upturned nose, blown up and down by her breath.

Li Yaochuan's eyes rarely flashed a hint of tenderness. He stretched out his hand and brushed off her hair with his fingertips, but was startled by the woman's fair sleeping face in front of him.

Frankly speaking, Jian Qing is not the most stunning looking.

But her facial features are inexplicably moving, the more you look carefully, the less you can pick out any flaws.

Especially when her watery eyes stare at you timidly but boldly, they are extremely tempting.

He couldn't hold back several times.

Jian Qing grunted, and suddenly turned over and buried her face in the quilt.

Li Yaochuan was taken aback for a moment, and pulled the corner of his lower lip for the first time.

Immediately, he realized what he had done, immediately turned cold and went out.

I was called back by my grandma, and there are still many things left in the company that have not been dealt with.

In the morning, Jian Qing got up and had breakfast.Just went to the company, and was called to the office by Luo Zixuan.

He questioned, "Jian Qing, what's the matter with you? Why hasn't Mr. Yuan's cooperation progressed yet?"

Jian Qing raised her eyebrows: "I'm making preparations."

Luo Zixuan was obviously displeased: "Did you know that the boss of Qichen has already made an appointment with President Yuan today? If I hadn't won the opportunity for you, this cooperation case would have been won by the opponent long ago, and you are still making preparations?"

"what chance?"

Jian Qing accurately captured the most critical information inside.

"Of course it's a good opportunity to talk about cooperation. The dinner is set for six o'clock in the evening. I have already booked the table, and the location of the hotel will be sent to you later. Don't be late for me! This is the time I managed to get for you!"

Jian Qing frowned.

Luo Zixuan, what the hell are you planning?

Back in her office, Jian Qing saw an unexpected visitor.

Xia Shuang smiled softly, and there was no trace of falsehood on her face: "I heard Zixuan said that you are going to the evening dinner. I was afraid that you didn't bring a dress, so I brought it for you. Take a look."

As she spoke, she lifted a white bag from the seat. Jian Qing recognized the logo on the bag at a glance.

It was one of her favorite Italian luxury brands in the past. It was simple in style, but very chic, with an air of luxury everywhere.

But now, the golden logo hurt her eyes a bit.

It seems that this is the evidence that Xia Shuang knows her well and plays like a monkey in his hands.

Anger quietly rose in Jian Qing's heart, but her face was indifferent and indifferent.

"The weasel pays New Year's greetings to the chicken."

Xia Shuang was not angry, but pursed her lips and smiled: "Qingqing, Mr. Yuan pays attention to etiquette the most. I hope you clean up before going over. This cooperation must be done. If it messes up, Lin Dahai will be finished!"

Jian Qing drove them out and went to buy a dress by herself.

The gown was a champagne-colored mermaid dress with overlapping thin straps on the back, exposing Jian Qing's large white and greasy skin, and the tight-fitting skirt brought out her graceful curves.

Looking at her somewhat exposed self in the mirror, Jian Qing couldn't help frowning.

Where is this talking about cooperation?
This fucking is just to give away people's heads!
She knew what Xia Shuang and the others were concerned about.

With a cold face, Jian Qing glanced at the closet next to her, and suddenly saw a beige silk scarf.

She went over to take it, and found that the silk scarf was very similar to the cloak.

Jian Qing hooked her lips, draped the silk scarf over her shoulders, and performed a very elegant butterfly festival.

The exposed skin was immediately covered by a hazy veil.

Jian Qing smiled and walked out.