Birthday party?
Ruan Qianya was slightly stunned, thinking about it carefully, in another week, her child will be one year old.

There was a gleam of light in the dim eyes, it was her child, she naturally wanted to prepare a gift herself, even if she couldn't give it to him as a mother.

Nangong He made arrangements to get close to the child at the birthday party, while Ruan Qianya devoted herself to preparing gifts for the child.

Although she only saw the child up close once in the old house, his appearance was deeply imprinted in her heart, which made her design a set of clothes for the child by herself based on the estimated data.

In terms of hard work, she spent three nights on the design drawing, so that she was not in a good state of mind during the meeting the next afternoon.

Nangong Lingyu was listening to everyone's report when he accidentally saw Ruan Qianya dozing off.

He frowned, and deliberately knocked on the table, but Ruan Qianya didn't respond at all.

But except for Ruan Qianya, everyone else in the meeting room felt Nangong Lingyu's annoyance, and they all dared not speak out.

Jing Yihong who was at the side suddenly said, "President Ruan, what do you think?"

In the confusion of consciousness, Ruan Qianya heard someone calling her, and suddenly woke up, and looked up to see Jing Yihong's cold and disgusted eyes.

"I..." Her expression was a little flustered, and she forced herself to say calmly, "I will obey the general manager's arrangement."

Jing Yihong snorted coldly, "But the general manager hasn't made a statement yet."

The scene became awkward in an instant, making Ruan Qianya feel that she couldn't get off the stage.

Nangong Lingyu frowned and asked: "Drowsing off during the meeting, do you think the work we discussed is too boring?"

Ruan Qianya lowered her head and said softly: "I'm sorry, let's continue the meeting, I will never be distracted again."

Seeing that her attitude of admitting her mistake was quite sincere, Nangong Lingyu didn't care anymore, and waved his hand, signaling the person who spoke just now to continue.

After the meeting, Ruan Qianya tidied up the materials on the table, and just turned around, bumped into Jing Yihong, and the materials in her hands were scattered all over the floor.

"I'm sorry." She apologized subconsciously, and quickly squatted down to pick up the scattered papers on the ground.

Jing Yihong originally planned to turn a blind eye and leave directly, but accidentally saw a design drawing at his feet.

He bent down and picked up the blueprint on the ground, his eyes were filled with disbelief.

"You designed this?"

Ruan Qianya raised her head, holding the arranged documents in her hand, and stood up.

She tried to reach for the blueprint, but Jing Yihong avoided it and asked again: "Did you draw this?"

"It has my signature on it, of course I designed it."

Jing Yihong looked at her in surprise, although he was still a little unbelievable, but he still admired her again.

"I didn't expect you to be so capable in design. It seems that I underestimated you before."

Ruan Qianya just reached out to him, "Can you return the design to me now?"

Returning the design drawing to her, Jing Yihong asked curiously: "The clothes on this design drawing seem to be for children. Are you interested in children's clothing?"

"Well, that's right." Ruan Qianya didn't explain, she was even more afraid that her good intentions would be rewarded with his disdain.

Hiding the design drawing at the bottom, she smiled lightly, "I still have work to do, let's go first."

After all, without any hesitation, Ruan Qianya walked past him quickly, with eagerness in her eyes.

She didn't have much time left, and she had to make the clothes before the birthday party.

Jing Yihong quietly looked at the back of her leaving, and his impression of her changed.

Maybe he really underestimated her ability before.

After returning home from a busy day's work, Jing Yihong just put down the car keys in his hand when his arm was held.

In astonishment, she met Nangong Yuying's smiling face.

"Husband, come with me." Nan Gongyu pulled him to the sofa and sat down, and then put everything that she secretly arranged in front of Jing Yihong.

"This is the hotel I booked, these are the schedules, and these..."

Before Nangong Yu finished speaking, Jing Yihong frowned and asked, "What are you doing?"

"You won't forget your son's birthday, will you?"

It was only then that Jing Yihong suddenly realized that there were too many things at work recently, and he really ignored them.

Nangong Yu said with great interest: "He is the eldest grandson of the Nangong family, so the first birthday can't be passed vaguely, so I asked my grandfather for instructions and decided to hold a grand birthday party for him."

"There's no need to make too much noise." Jing Yihong disagreed, "He's still a child after all..."

As soon as the objection was spoken, Nangong Yu's face darkened, with a cold face and eyes full of displeasure.

Jing Yihong paused, glanced at the things on the coffee table, and had no choice but to compromise.

After all, this was carefully arranged by Nangong Yu, he didn't do anything, and he has no right to deny her.

"Just follow your arrangement."

Nangong Yu smiled again, embraced Jing Yihong's arm, and leaned her head on his shoulder, "Husband, I knew you would stick to me."

Jing Yihong just replied absent-mindedly, he didn't like this kind of fanfare, and worried that the child would be frightened when he saw so many strange guests.

Nan Gongyu stretched out her fingers to draw circles on his chest, and said with some complaints: "It's strange to say that you didn't remember anything when you woke up, but you clearly remembered your son's birthday. It seems that in your heart, son Much more important than me."

Her tone was jealous, and these words made Jing Yihong feel guilty again.

"I'm sorry." He apologized softly, but it was enough to satisfy Nangong Yu.

She leaned in his arms, a cunning flashed in her eyes, she just wanted to use this guilt to tie Jing Yihong firmly to her side.

Although it was just a milk doll hosting the birthday party, there were actually quite a few people present.

Of course, most of these people are to please the Nangong family, and some are to please Jing Yihong.

Jing Yihong was worried about the child's safety, so in addition to arranging two nannies to take care of the child, he also arranged for a bodyguard to watch over the child.

"Boss Ling, long time no see."

With the sudden sound, Jing Yihong subconsciously raised his eyes to look over, with surprise in his eyes.

"Mr. Mu?" He actually came to the imperial capital.

Mu Ningfeng glanced at Nan Gongyu who was surrounded by a group of women from a distance, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Boss Ling is really lucky to have Miss Nangong as his wife, who also gave birth to the eldest grandson of the Nangong family. I think this old man Nangong has rewarded you a lot, right?"

His words were full of unkindness, Jing Yihong didn't think his purpose of coming here was pure.

Jing Yihong looked at him indifferently, not at all annoyed by his words, and said ironically, "I can't compare to Mr. Mu, let alone the president of Mu's Group, I insist on vying to be the son-in-law of the Nangong family." , those who didn’t know thought you were infatuated.”

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