This wealthy family is too rich for me

On the way back, sitting in the passenger seat of the Maybach and watching countless street lights flashing by, Chen Qianqian sighed.

"You see that you are frowning and unhappy again, what's the matter?"

Mr. Chen asked.

"dad."

The daughter wrinkled her bitter face and looked back at her father, "You said this...I really am..."

"What's the matter? You said you wanted to see him alone. I met him for you. You said you liked him. Am I just talking about things between you and him?"

"But look at your attitude. Could it be that you are pushing him too hard? On the contrary, he is..."

Before Chen Qianqian finished speaking, Mr. Chen sneered and interrupted him.

"What do you think of your father? I've always been very accurate about the scale."

At this time, it was the time of the life and death of Dongfang Group, and Dongfang Yanhe needed an opportunity to make the company escape from death and Wan Muchun before the diseased tree.

If he doesn't seize this opportunity and throw a little bait towards Dongfang Yanhe, then according to Dongfang Yanhe's indifferent personality, his daughter may not have any real relationship with Dongfang Yanhe in this life. .

"But I see that he... doesn't seem to be moved by what you said at all."

"My dear girl, what you see here is only the surface."

"All right, I hope so."

Although Chen Qianqian still had a half-believing attitude, but now that she didn't rely on her father, there was indeed nothing she could do.

The street lights were dim, illuminating the dimly lit carriage, and also illuminating the confident smile on Mr. Chen's face.

... This night, Dongfang Yanhe came back, but it was not too late.

At that time, Jing Yiren was still sitting in the studio, working on her sketches. After the sound of the door opening, she wanted to go out, but finally forced herself to sit down.

Her current state is not considered good, it would be better for the two of them to really calm down.

When Dongfang Yanhe opened the door, the living room was dark.

The room seemed to be much quieter than usual, and the woman who had been waiting for him all this time had disappeared.

Seeing that the lights were still on on the second floor, he lifted his legs up to the second floor.

As expected, Jing Yiren was still busy in the studio.

She lowered her head and looked at the drawing in front of her seriously. A few strands of hair fell from her cheeks, making her cheeks look thinner.

After hearing the sound of the door opening, Jing Yiren turned his head, and there seemed to be some hesitation in his eyes.

"I'm back."

She said, neither sad nor happy in her voice.

"Ok.

Go to bed early, it's getting late. "

Jing Yiren turned around and faced Dongfang Yanhe with his back, "It's okay, you can rest."

It seems that whenever two people get along together, Jing Yiren will always involuntarily think of what happened last night.

What should not have happened is direct and clear, twisted and painful.

However, the instigator was able to evade this matter with just one sentence.

He said he was just drunk.

Dongfang Yanhe looked at Jing Yiren's back silently, and didn't intend to leave at all, "Actually, I think we should have a good talk."

After hearing this, after a few seconds of silence, Jing Yiren put down the paintbrush in his hand.

"How do we talk about it?"

"About what happened last night, it was indeed my impulse."

"Didn't you say you don't remember what happened last night?"

Jing Yiren asked.

Fortunately, Dongfang Yanhe stepped forward with his long legs, and within a few steps, he walked up to Jing Yiren. He squatted down and looked up at Jing Yiren.

"It's my fault. Alcohol can't be an excuse for anything."

The knot that had been hidden in Jing Yiren's heart was brought out by Dongfang Yanhe at this time.

The relationship between the two was originally in love, so how could they completely alienate Dongfang Yanhe because of this incident.

It was Dongfang Yanhe's attitude that made her feel disheartened. Now that he is willing to take the initiative to solve this problem, it is naturally impossible for her to hold on to this matter.

"Last night, I was really scared."

When saying this, Jing Yiren's gaze drifted away involuntarily.

Dongfang Yanhe stretched out his hand and grabbed Jing Yiren's weak and boneless fingers, "It's my fault, I didn't consider you."

"Maybe the alcohol is the adjuvant, but we do have some problems."

Some things can't be eliminated by deliberately ignoring and concealing them. They do love each other, and they love each other passionately, but getting along is a process of getting along with each other.

This process can be seen from last night alone, and it will probably continue for a long time.

"Well, I'll definitely be more sensible next time."

Dongfang Yanhe promised Jing Yiren.

Seeing Jing Yiren lower her head again, Dongfang Yanhe took her hand and let her stand up.

"Okay, now that the topic is out of the way, let's go to rest together, otherwise tomorrow we will have to send Doudou to school with two dark circles under his eyes."

Jing Yiren nodded, and followed closely behind Dongfang Yanhe.

That night, the two embraced each other and slept in Dongfang Yanhe's arms, smelling the strong scent of sandalwood on his body, Jing Yiren silently opened his eyes.

At this time, the night was already deep, and the moonlight shone on Dongfang Yanhe's side face, making his facial features sharper and clearer.

Speaking of which, she probably hasn't observed him so carefully for a long time.

During this period of time, the two of them always get together less and leave more, and there are always all kinds of things flooding between the two of them, which shortens the distance between them.

It is precisely because of this that such a short time together seems to be precious.

She closed her eyes again, and finally fell into a deep sleep.

Early the next morning, when Chen Qianqian reported to Dongfang Yanhe on her work as usual, she inexplicably felt that he was in a much better mood.

Obviously he still had a gloomy face yesterday, but now it is a bit more bright and clear.

Chen Qianqian is not stupid, how could she not see it, it must be that Jing Yiren and Dongfang Yan have reconciled again.

Thinking of this, she silently sulked again, and finally seemed to have succeeded in alienating the relationship between the two, but it seemed that her success fell short.

"Besides this, is there any instruction?"

After reporting on the work, Chen Qianqian asked.

Dongfang Yanhe nodded and looked at Chen Qianqian with cold eyes.

"What is happening?"

He handed a document to Chen Qianqian.

This is the document submitted by the Enterprise Propaganda Department yesterday, which was handed over by Chen Qianqian to Dongfang Yanhe. She took a look at the document after she got it, and she was a little confused, so she asked, "What's wrong? Is there any problem?"

"What do you say?"