Difficult to leave

Qin Fei took Qiao Chen to drink tea in the newly developed ancient town.Qiao Chen liked this place very much, "I didn't expect there to be such a quiet place here."

Qin Fei pushed several plates of nuts in front of Qiao Chen, "You haven't been back for a long time. The area around here is developing tourist resorts, and there are several good ones. I'll take you around when I have time."

Qiao Chen leaned back on the rattan chair and stretched his legs comfortably, "I will definitely come to you when I finish my work, but I don't know if your new husband will mind."

Qin Fei peeled off a pistachio with blood-red nail polish and threw it into her mouth, "He won't mind, if he knows that I know not only the second young master of the Jiang family, but also the young master of the Qiao family, I'm afraid I wish I wouldn't go home for three days, so I could make friends with you."

Qiao Chen took out a cigarette from his pocket, checked for a lighter, Qin Fei gave him his own lighter, Qiao Chen said thank you, and lit a cigarette, "I thought you would be with Tong An." Qin Fei patted Clapping the nut ash on his hands, "Everyone knows that I like him, but he is an idiot who can't tell. No matter, I will be 36 this year, and I can't wait."

Qin Fei pointed at the corners of her eyes, "You can see that there are wrinkles." Qiao Chen exhaled a smoke ring, and the delicate facial features seemed unreal in the smoke, "You will always be a little princess."

Qin Fei pointed at herself, "You're still a little princess, you've become an old woman. Don't talk about me, you won't leave this time, will you?"

Qiao Chen holds a cigarette between his fingers, this person is born unfair, Qiao Chen looks like a fairy when he smokes a cigarette, and she, Qin Fei, smokes like an aunt on the street.

"Looking at Xueqing like this, I'll stay for a while."

As soon as Jiang Xueqing was mentioned, Qin Fei lost the mood to joke, "These two people don't know what's going on, they've been divorced for so many years. If you want me to say, it's all Gao Ying's fault, Xueqing is really sad .”

Qiao Chen flipped the lighter in his hand, "He misunderstood me so much, no wonder he was so angry when he saw me today."

Qin Fei smiled, "Don't even think about it, you and Xueqing used to be as good as conjoined twins, it's hard for people not to suspect, let alone Gao Ying."

Qiao Chen pressed the lighter in his hand on the table, "Is there some misunderstanding between them?"

Qin Fei frowned, "You don't know what Gao Ying caused."

Qiao Chen lowered his head and thought, "I know something."

"If it were you, would you be able to bear it?" Qin Fei curled her lips.

"But Xueqing has always liked Gao Ying."

Qin Fei was choked by the water, and stared at Qiao Chen with red eyes, "Are both of you thinking that today is April Fool's Day? Is this kind of thing easy to use to deceive people?"

Qiao Chen sat up straight, "Who else told you that Xueqing likes Gao Ying?"

Qin Fei waved her hand, "During dinner today, Tong Yu told me that Gao Ying likes Xueqing, is it funny?"

After finishing speaking, she smiled cooperatively, but Qin Fei became serious later, "You didn't lie to me?"

Qiao Chen smiled, "I never lie."

Qin Fei cursed in a low voice, "Then what are these two doing? Divorce is just a joke?"

The bell of the bow of the black-covered boat was heard by the river, and Qiao Chen couldn't help looking over, "These two don't know each other, right? Do you remember that they had a fight on the first day they met in high school, and since then Gao Ying is always looking for Xue Qing's troubles. If I hadn't heard you just now, the words Gao Ying likes Xue Qing came from Tong Yu's mouth, I really couldn't believe it."

Qin Fei covered her head, "You let me take it easy. How is it possible that Xue Qing likes Gao Ying?"

Qiao Chen took a deep look at her, "Otherwise, you thought the Jiang family would have agreed to Xueqing and Gao Ying so easily. Only you know what he paid for."

When Jiang Xueqing returned home, his grandfather called him and told him to go back immediately.Jiang Xueqing was already downstairs at home, so she quickly got into the car and went to Jiang's house.

Jiang Xueqing hadn't been back for many years. He was with Gao Ying, and his grandfather was always angry and refused to allow him to come back.Today, if his grandfather is willing to take the initiative to call, it must be something his elder brother said.

Jiang Xueqing got out of the car and entered the Jiang residence. The old housekeeper who had been with his grandfather for decades was already waiting at the door. Jiang Xueqing nodded to the old housekeeper and followed him in. Once inside, the familiar scent filled him. The tip of his nose, his grandfather likes to light incense, this hobby has not changed since he can remember.

Standing at the door of his grandfather's study, Jiang Xueqing knocked on the door, opened it and walked in.The dim light inside made him a little uncomfortable, he squinted his eyes and walked in, but there was no one at the desk.

There was a person sitting in front of the French windows half covered by heavy curtains. Jiang Xueqing walked over and knelt down in front of the old man, "Grandpa, I'm here."

The gray-haired old man turned his face sideways, and raised his wrinkled hand to touch Jiang Xueqing's cheek, "It's fine if you come, don't leave when you come."

Jiang Xueqing buried her face in the old man's knee, "I'm sorry."

A pair of warm hands covered his head, "I knew he was not suitable for you the first time I saw him. But you are stubborn, and you don't know the pain until you hit yourself with bruises all over your body. There is still time to turn around now, you will always be My proudest grandson."

Gao Ying regretted it in less than half a day, and he wanted to explain it to Jiang Xueqing.After squatting downstairs at Jiang Xueqing's house all night, Jiang Xueqing didn't come back, with a pile of cigarette butts under his feet, and Gao Ying's eyes were black.I didn't come back all night, where did I go?

He stomped the cigarette butts under his feet hard. Jiang Xueqing is not a person who will sleep out casually. He has a slight obsession with cleanliness. Every time he stays in a hotel on a business trip, he has to bring his own bed sheet and quilt cover.Since he is not in this family, there is another place to go, the Jiang family's old house.

Gao Ying took a deep breath, turned around and got into the car, called the secretary and said that she would not go to the company today.The secretary said that there are still several important meetings today, and you can't do it if you don't come forward.

"Jiang Xueqing is going to divorce me, what use is it for me to earn so much money!"

After hanging up the phone, Gao Ying started the car and hesitated for a while when turning the corner. For him, the Jiang family's old house is really not a place where he has good memories.

Jiang Xueqing had a good night's sleep, got up to freshen up, and came down to the dining room for dinner on time.In addition to his grandfather, his stepmother and younger brother Jiang Xuezhen lived in the old house.

Jiang Xueqing went downstairs, and his stepmother was serving porridge for him in the dining room, she immediately smiled when she saw him, "I knew you would come down at this point, the porridge you just made is your favorite, add dried osmanthus while it's hot eat."

The woman in the light green cheongsam in front of Jiang Xueqing hasn't changed in the past ten years. The first day his father brought her in, he felt that she was like a delicate flower that could be easily blown by the wind. It can blow off branches with a single scrape.

This kind of woman can most arouse a man's desire for protection.

Jiang Xueqing walked to the dining table, didn't take the bowl from his stepmother, but filled another bowl of porridge with his own hands and sat down to eat. His stepmother didn't feel embarrassed, she easily withdrew her hand and put the bowl in front of her. sit down.

There was always a smile on his gentle and watery face, "Gao Ying didn't come back with you?"

Jiang Xueqing picked up a chopstick of cabbage. Today is the first day of the Chinese New Year, and I have to be vegetarian.

"You might as well take care of your son."

The slender white hands held the bowl gracefully, "You are also my child."

Jiang Xueqing swallowed the soft porridge, "My mother died a long time ago."