Mr. Huo, stop being abusive. Miss Fu is going on a blind date again.

Qin Heng called back.

The phone rang three times before Ji Qing answered it.

"I just took a shower and didn't hear you." Qin Heng explained.

Ji Qing took off the goggles on the bridge of her nose with one hand, "Thanks for your help when we were in Zhiguo, how about a meal and a favor?"

Qin Heng wiped his hair with a dry towel, "I can do it, when?"

"Saturday dinner."

"Row."

The two said nothing more, and the call ended.

Ji Qing looked at Qin Heng's name in the call record, thoughtfully, until the assistant knocked on the door and came in.

"Mr. Ji." The assistant has been following Ji Qing since she entered the company.

Has been for many years.

Ji Qing raised her eyes, "What's the matter?"

The assistant hesitated for a moment, as if it was difficult to speak.

In fact, Ji Qing already knew that she was getting married soon.

But she didn't expect this day to come so suddenly.

When the assistant proposed to resign and go to the city where her fiancé worked to find a job, Ji Qing was not surprised.

It's just that she doesn't understand why the assistant, a very thoughtful woman, would compromise and work in the city where the man lives.

"Because I love him and I'm willing to leave everything for him."

Seeing the determination in her eyes, Ji Qing took back her words to persuade her.

Do you really love someone to the point where you are willing to leave everything for them?

The assistant asked her if she would work overtime tonight. She remembered something and canceled overtime.

She drove herself to a custom-made cheongsam shop.

"Mr. Ji."

The store manager personally came out to receive Ji Qing, "You haven't been to our store for a long time."

"I've been a little busy lately." Ji Qing said casually.

The store manager led her to the VIP room and asked someone to put on some recent styles for display.

Seven young and beautiful girls lined up in a row, wearing various styles of cheongsam, standing in front of Ji Qing.

Ji Qing sipped her tea and her eyes fell on them. They followed the store manager's hint and slowly turned around to show Ji Qing the details on their clothes.

"Everyone, go down." Ji Qing said lightly.

The store manager's heart skipped a beat, he was not satisfied with this at all.

"Do you have paper and pen?" Ji Qing asked.

The store manager said quickly: "Yes, yes."

She took a pen and paper and placed them in front of Ji Qing.

I saw Ji Qing simply sketching a few strokes. Although she was not a professional, the store manager could understand the style drawn by a few lines.

"It's hollow here and the neckline is half a centimeter lower than the standard one. I have long legs and the slit ends here."

Ji Qing put down her pen and looked at the store manager, "Is there anything you don't understand?"

"I have remembered Mr. Ji."

The next step is to measure Ji Qing's size.

The store manager measured it herself. When she measured Ji Qing's waist, she couldn't help but said, "Mr. Ji, you seem to have lost weight."

But while the bust size has not changed, such a small waistline can highlight Ji Qing's graceful figure.

A proportion that many people would envy.

Ji Qing looked down at the size and found that it was indeed too small.

She also noticed that she had lost a little weight recently.

It was probably caused by improper diet in Chile.

"The measurement is ready, Mr. Ji."

Ji Qing hummed, "Can it be delivered before Saturday evening?"

The store manager hesitated for a moment and said, "It's a little rushed, but it's not too late."

"Then thank you for your hard work."

On Saturday afternoon, the cheongsam was delivered to the first floor of Haoting where Ji Qing currently lives.

Ji Qing stood in front of the dressing mirror in the cloakroom and fastened the buttons of her cheongsam.

All the details of the cheongsam were made according to what she proposed last time, and she was quite satisfied.

Ji Qing was sitting in front of the dressing table, drawing her eyebrows with an eyebrow pencil, when suddenly the cell phone placed aside rang.

Caller ID: Qin Mumu

Ji Qing held the eyebrow pencil, swiped the screen, and clicked on speakerphone.

He drew his eyebrows and asked, "What?"

There was a faint broadcast sound on the other end of the phone, and Qin Heng called Ji Qing's name first.

"My mother suddenly feels unwell. I have to go to New York. The meal will have to be postponed for another day."

Ji Qing lowered her eyes and looked at herself in the mirror with her makeup half done. She twitched the corners of her mouth in a self-deprecating way and said indifferently: "It's okay. Let's do it another day."

Qin Heng's heart trembled slightly when he heard the beeping busy tone from his cell phone.

He held the phone tightly and turned into the green channel.

It was almost evening when we got off the plane to New York.

Qin Heng got into the car that picked him up and went straight to the villa where Yu Lan lived.

As soon as the family doctor came down from upstairs, Qin Heng asked, "How is my mother?"

"Mr. Yu is fine now."

Qin Heng frowned and went up to the second floor.

Yu Lan leaned against the bedside, but she was still instructing her assistant to handle some work matters.

After seeing Qin Heng, he sent him away.

"Are you tired from the journey?" Yu Lan reached out to him.

Qin Heng went over and said, "How could such a good person faint?"

The assistant hadn't left the room yet and said, "Mr. Yu just worked too hard and fell ill due to overwork."

"Okay, go and do your business." Yu Lan urged the assistant.

The only ones left in the room were the nurse who changed Yu Lan's intravenous drip, and the mother and son.

"You have many people to help you share the burden, why do you have to work so hard?"

Yu Lan sighed, "They are outsiders after all. It is impossible for me to leave such an important matter in their hands."

She coughed a few times and said, "It would be great if you could come to my side and help me. I'm not that bad. I don't even have anyone I trust."

"You know I'm not interested in doing business, otherwise I wouldn't have studied medicine. Besides, I like the pace of life in Nancheng and I don't want to leave."

Qin Heng got up and went to pour a glass of water for Yu Lan.

Yu Lan looked at his profile with deep eyes.

Does he really like the pace of life in Nancheng?

Maybe in his subconscious, he had a longing for Ji Qing that he was not even aware of.

She took the water glass and said meaningfully: "Mom is older and has the same desires as her peers. Do you have a suitable marriage partner around you?"

Qin Heng was stunned. This was the first time his mother had urged him to marry.

"I have no plans to get married."

Yu Lan drank water slowly, holding the water glass, and her eyes fell on Qin Heng from time to time.

She looked at Qin Heng lovingly and said, "If you suddenly change your mind one day and have someone you want to marry, you must first bring it to mom and let me see it."

Qin Heng said perfunctorily: "Okay, okay, sure."

Zhou Tianyulan seemed to be in good spirits. Qin Heng continued to stay with her and waited until Monday to fly back to Nancheng.

When we arrived in Nancheng, it was getting dark.

Qin Heng had just turned on his phone and was about to call Ji Qing, wanting to have dinner together tomorrow. Inexplicably, he was afraid that Ji Qing would be angry.

However, before the call came through, the phone screen jumped to the incoming call screen.

It was Yang Xun calling.

Qin Heng swiped the screen to pick up.

Yang Xun said excitedly on the other end of the phone: "You finally answered the phone. I called you several times and kept reminding you to turn off your phone."

Qin Heng explained: "I just got off the plane."

No wonder then.

Yang Xun then said: "That's just right. Didn't I tell you to introduce girls to you years ago? People are already here, so you should also come over to have fun and relax yourself."