Since then, I will not pay in vain

"Xing'er, I didn't expect you to embroider so well. You are really talented." Xie Xingzhen glanced at little Xingxing from time to time, and when she finished embroidering a picture deftly, her eyes widened in surprise, and she couldn't help asking, "You Have you learned it before?"

before?

Little Xingxing blinked his dark eyes and thought for a long time, then shook his head: "I don't remember."

"Hey, this peony is beautifully embroidered, it's so vivid, whether it's threads, stitches, or embroidery, it's really a good craftsmanship." Xie Xingzhen held it in her hand and stroked it, tsk-tsk admiringly.

Little Xingxing smiled: "Mom, this is nothing, I can do even more difficult things."

"Really?" Xie Xingzhen looked at her with surprise in her eyes, "Tell you, when I was young, the embroidery of the Ai family in Haicheng was really good, and Ai Xihui, the daughter of the Ai family, was still mine. As for idols, at that time, I was crazy about embroidery, and I wanted to go to Haicheng to worship Teacher Ai as a teacher, but your grandfather objected, saying that unless you get married, you can't exchange much money for learning, and then travel expenses and apprenticeship I don’t have enough money, I have no choice but to give up, and I’m still poor after all.”

Little Xingxing was very fascinated, and his eyes brightened: "Then Ai Xihui is so amazing, one day I will find her and worship her as my teacher."

She thinks that her mother's unfulfilled last wish can be fulfilled for her. There is still a long way to go in life, so let's talk about it later.

Xie Xingzhen smiled, and only took her as a joke. After all, it is not easy to really do well in this industry, and the competition is too great.

Crown Hotel deluxe single room.

Kang Ruihua was sitting in front of the desk, holding a magnifying glass in his hand, staring at an embroidered purse on the desk.

The purse is purple, and the embroidery is very good.

"Yuanyuan, it's been 23 years. Are you still alive?" He murmured, his eyes moist and his fingers trembling slightly, "I've been looking for you all these years but I can't find you. Alive, I still want to see you in my lifetime."

As he got older, recently, he missed her more and more.

Once, when he was kicked out, when he was almost beaten to death, he was really disheartened.

Over the years, he has devoted himself to starting a business and keeping this relationship under dust, but every night when people are quiet, the unforgettable love affair when he was young will jump out, making him miserable.

After a while, the doorbell rang.

He pressed the smart switch.

The door opened, and Jing Qingcang walked in dignifiedly and gracefully.

"Old Kang, are you still used to it?"

"Well, it's okay." Kang Ruihua nodded slightly, "Mr. Jing, please sit down."

Jing Qingcang sat down on the chair opposite him.

"Mr. Jing, is Xinyao really dead?" Kang Ruihua asked suddenly.

Jing Qingcang's face darkened, and he remained silent.

"I didn't expect such a good girl, so young, to die as soon as she said she would die." Kang Ruihua suddenly choked up.

He was very optimistic about Jiang Xinyao, especially her embroidery talent, which made him even more appreciative. On the old lady's birthday, he had to leave in a hurry. Later, he went back to Nancheng specially and found out that she was dead.

At that time, he was so shocked that he could hardly accept it. Later, after the police announced that she was missing, he also sent people to search under the cliff, but found nothing. Now, several months have passed, and he is still immersed in regret and sadness, hoping to appear Miracle.

Jing Qingcang's eye circles were red.

His cooperation with Jiang Xinyao had just begun when she died.

He was responsible for not protecting her well.

Now that he lost Jiang Xinyao, he was even more sad than Hua Zijiao. After all, he lacked such a good helper, so what can he do.

At the beginning, she should never have been allowed to come to Nancheng.

"I saw a dazzling star in the embroidery world, but now it seems to be just a shooting star. She disappeared too fast, which is a great loss for the embroidery world." Kang Ruihua took off his glasses and wiped them with a soft cloth.

Jing Qingcang nodded sadly and admitted.

"Mr. Jing, I heard that you are from Haicheng. I want to entrust you to find someone. I wonder if I can?" Kang Ruihua stroked his purse and said sincerely.

"Of course." Jing Qingcang smiled, and readily agreed, "Although our Jing family is also from Nancheng, I grew up in Haicheng and am familiar with Haicheng. I wonder who are you looking for?"

Kang Ruihua lifted his glasses frame and looked at him: "Ai's family in Haicheng, do you know?"

Ai family?

Jing Qingcang was taken aback.

Isn't that Jiang Xinyao's grandmother's house!
"Clear." He replied immediately, "Which one of the Ai family are you looking for?"

"I'm looking for Ai Xiyuan, the eldest daughter of the Ai family." Kang Ruihua spoke slowly with a sad face.

Ai Xiyuan?
Jing Qingcang was stunned for a moment, he only knew that there was Ai Xihui in the Ai family, and that was Jiang Xinyao's mother. People, it must not be difficult to find. After thinking about it for a while, he replied straightforwardly: "The Ai family in Haicheng is Jiang Xinyao's grandmother's family, and her mother Ai Xihui is also the eldest daughter of the Ai family. The Ai family you are looking for Xiyuan shouldn't be hard to find, I'll help you investigate right away."

"Jiang Xinyao is from the Ai family?" Kang Ruihua was startled.

"Yes."

Kang Ruihua sat blankly.

No wonder he always thought Jiang Xinyao was very kind, it turned out that she was from the Ai family!

"Actually, Jiang Xinyao was very unfortunate. Her mother, Ai Xihui, was also very miserable. She married the wrong person and was abused. Four years ago, she committed suicide by jumping off a building. Later, she became a vegetative state. She didn't wake up until the last few months. , but it is still difficult to move, and the consciousness is not clear." He frowned and said sadly.

Kang Ruihua's eyelids twitched violently, and a vague premonition rose in his heart.

Suddenly, he felt that what happened more than [-] years ago might not be as simple as he imagined.

"Well, Mr. Jing, our cooperation can be postponed for a few days. Please help me find Ms. Ai Xiyuan as soon as possible, please?" He said in a serious voice.

"Yes." Jing Qingcang nodded in agreement.

Next, he chatted with Kang Ruihua about the embroidery cooperation project. After a while, he invited him to the restaurant downstairs for dinner. After the meal, he sent Kang Lao back to the hotel for a lunch break.

"Mr. Jing, this batch of recruitment list has come out, please sign." As soon as he returned to Jing's Group, the secretary walked in with a file bag.

Jing Qingcang took it and looked at it roughly, and signed it with a wave of his hand.

Recently, the project is being launched and many talents are needed, so a group has been recruited.

These are the affairs of the personnel department, and he is only responsible for signing.

The secretary went out.

He got busy.

The next day.

Jing Qingcang came to the president's office early, planning to hold a morning meeting to arrange work and then return to Haicheng to find Ai Xiyuan for Kang Ruihua.

He just sat down at the desk when he suddenly saw a little black head looking in from outside the executive room.

When he looked over, the little head also looked at him, and immediately retracted.

He froze for a moment, his face changing color.

Damn guy, he came to his company again.