Why does the boss always want to talk to me about life?

"To die, to die."

As soon as Fang Jingshu opened the door, she heard immature cries from the living room, a bit like a child's cries. She was startled for a while, and then she remembered that there was a 'Little Purple' parrot at home. It is a chatterbox, no one pays attention to it on weekdays, it can still talk about the whole day on its own, it is lively, and its small mouth is sweet, every time she feeds, the parrot always calls "beauty, beauty".

But when Ye Hanxi was being fed, for some reason, the parrot did the opposite and kept swearing.

Thinking of this, Fang Jingshu frowned slightly.

"Hanxi, Xueqiu, what are you doing?"

"Beauty, beauty."

"Bald, bald."

Fang Jingshu threw the package in her hand at the entrance, changed into her slippers, and talked to the parrot, "Why are you bald?"

"Bald, bald."

She looked towards the balcony, and the colorful parrot in her field of vision was gone, replaced by a bird like a white chicken, all the hair had disappeared, it was flesh-colored, with black spots in a few places, it looked like a natural bird grow out of the skin.The plump little body instantly turned thin and thin, but the parrot's activity level can be seen from the delicate texture.The small eyes that were originally covered by the hair were staring round, but Fang Jingshu actually saw a trace in those small bean eyes... There is nothing to love in life.

"It's bald, it's bald." The parrot is not as happy as it was jumping up and down in the cage every time it saw her. There is no such mighty look on weekdays.

Fang Jing was stunned for a moment, but she couldn't recognize it for a while, if it wasn't for the familiar voice that kept muttering - bald, bald, she suspected that a fake parrot had come to the house.

"This is--"

"It's hot, shave it." Ye Hanxi was still teaching Xiao Xueqiu to draw, but when she heard the sound, she immediately walked out of the room, explaining seriously.

"It's bald, it's bald." Uncharacteristically, the parrot didn't refute Ye Hanxi's words, and seemed to be immersed in the grief of its bald hair.

Fang Jingshu glanced at the broken hairs thrown away in the trash can, and then looked at Ye Hanxi's serious face. She could imagine how heroic the quarrel had been between one person and one bird during the time she hadn't come home. She couldn't help but cry "That's fine, it's bare, and it's easier to clean up."

Ye Hanxi nodded and suggested, "The name is not good."

Hearing the voice of his mother outside, Xueqiu immediately ran out wearing slippers, glanced around Fang Jingshu's hands, then glanced at the dining table, and finally landed on the package at the entrance. was transferred to the package.

Fang Jingshu's expression was inexplicable, "Snowball, that package is not yours."

While she was hugging the snowball, she picked up the package and weighed it again. The package was so light that it didn't seem to weigh much. She wondered, "It's strange, I didn't order anything online."

What's even more strange is that when she got it from the guard, she found that there was no sender's name and contact information.

Xueqiu didn't care, trying hard to hold the package in her arms with both hands, with a domineering aura that this thing was her, in the end it was Ye Hanxi who hugged the little guy over, giving Fang Jingshu time to unpack the package .

Fang Jingshu took the "culprit" scissors in her hand, and opened the package with three strokes.

An envelope lay quietly in the package.

Xueqiu eagerly looked at the package, her bright eyes immediately dimmed, she struggled a bit, slipped from Ye Hanxi's arms, and ran back to the room, not knowing what to do.

"Jingshu, what?"

Fang Jingshu picked up the envelope and touched it. The envelope was a little thick and there was something inside.She poured out the contents, and found a lot of restricted-grade photos, which were taken from various angles, and the protagonist's face was very clear and clear.

These photos have one thing in common, the leading actor is the same, her father Fang Xueqin.The heroine is also the same person, but not Xu Yuxiang.

"Don't look."

Ye Hanxi frowned, covered Fang Jingshu's eyes, and then stuffed the stack of photos back into the envelope.

Fang Jingshu took a few deep breaths before taking off the hand that was blocking her realization, "It's okay, I knew my father cheated a long time ago."

At that time, she had just broken Little Xueqiu, just found out that Qin Jingshan and Fang Xinyue got together, and was getting over the inner struggle from not wanting this child to wanting this child. Every day when Xu Yuxiang saw her, she thought she was a bastard, It was either cursing or making noise, she felt that the whole person's emotions had collapsed to the extreme.

In addition, it was accidentally discovered that her mother and her younger sister who robbed her fiancé wanted her to replace the Fang family in marriage, abort the child and so on. She felt that they would harm her, and Fang Jingshu always thought that she was suffering from persecution delusions during that time.

As it turned out, she found saffron in her teacup, and that was the moment she thought she couldn't stay in the house any longer.

She wanted to tell her father all this, she went to the company to wait, and when she got off work, she saw her father driving a car with a girl who looked younger than her and went to the hotel, she desperately told herself that it must be for Playing on the spot or something, men occasionally do acting outside, so she quietly followed him all the way to the hotel. At that moment, the image of her father like a mountain collapsed in her mind.

"No one in the Fang family is clean."

Fang Jingshu completely left the city that had raised her for 20 years with this thought in mind.

Thinking back, she looked at the pile of photos on the dining table, she lost a little panic, as if she was not surprised, she picked up each bed photo and looked at it carefully, the woman in the photo was not three years ago The immature face she saw was more mature and seductive, much younger than her mother Xu Yuxiang.

After Ye Hanxi made sure that she was not overly emotional, she let go of her heart, thinking of Fang Xueqin whom she had seen in the materials before, gentle and gentle, although not particularly handsome in appearance, anyway, the first impression was very comfortable and very Sven.

But right now, this person is full of fat, addicted to sex, he looks like a sensualist, and he is not the same as the person more than ten years ago.

Ye Hanxi suspects that the one in this photo is a fake 'father-in-law'.

"Why did you send it to me?"

Fang Jingshu was very puzzled, and checked the previous parcel box over and over again, but couldn't find any useful information.

Ye Hanxi looked it over carefully, and clicked on the uncut time in the photo, "It happened a week ago."

a week ago?

Fang Jingshu thought about it carefully, and nothing major happened a week ago. It was just that she happened to meet Fang Huanran when she returned to Fang's house, and then they made an appointment to go to the hospital to see Fang Xinyue. It was probably because she was too busy. She pushed and pushed, but nothing happened.

She racked her brains and couldn't come up with a reason after thinking for a long time. She just looked at the envelope spread on the dining table and frowned.

Ye Hanxi probably knew her worries, stretched out her fingers and gently rubbed the center of her raised eyebrows, trying to smooth out the unsightly wrinkles, who would want to be avoided by the other party. "I'll check it for you."

Fang Jingshu was still a little unaccustomed to being approached by others, "No need."

The two of them were worrying about a pile of photos, but Xueqiu suddenly ran back, hugged her leg, and handed the picture book to Fang Jingshu.

When Ye Hanxi looked at the picture book, her eyelids twitched.

"Snowball, this drawing book doesn't seem to belong to you." Fang Jingshu knew how many drawing books Xueqiu had and how many pictures were left in the drawing book. She casually threw the photos that troubled her back into the package In the middle, holding the snowball, spread out the picture book, and saw Ye Hanxi's latest creation.

There are only three or four pages of paintings in total. Judging from the content reflected in the clear pictures, the painter has enough pen skills.

After Fang Jingshu finished reading all four paintings, she was a little dumbfounded. She nodded to Ye Hanxi's expectant eyes, and praised, "The painting is very good."

She has seen Ye Hanxi's paintings a long time ago, whether she is painting a snowball or painting her, she is very vivid.

Ye Hanxi's tense face turned red all of a sudden, crimson covered her face, the roots of her ears, and her neck were all red all over.

Like a shy little girl, Fang Jingshu was greatly surprised by that innocent reaction. The Ye Hanxi she knew had never had such a shy side.

"Clap clap."

Xueqiu patted the table dissatisfied, and immediately drew the attention of the two mothers back to her.

Fang Jingshu looked at her chubby little paws, "Snowball, what's wrong?"

Xueqiu turned the painting to the last page. On the last page, Ye Hanxi drew the dining table at home. On it, several desserts were placed in front of Xueqiu. Snowball slipped from Fang Jingshu's body and sat like the one in the painting. He patted the table in front of him again.

Ye Hanxi looked at the little guy's pitiful appearance, and the corners of her mouth twitched slightly. She drew this picture at the beginning to bring little snowball home, and told him that there would be desserts when she got home, but when she got home, she only cared about teaching him a lesson. A bald parrot, forgot to wechat and said to Jingshu to bring back a piece of dessert.

The little guy is reminding her to keep her word in life.

Fang Jingshu looked at the painting, she didn't seem to understand, "Snowball, are you hungry?"

Ye Hanxi added from the side, "She wants dessert."

Fang Jingshu: "..."

The author has something to say: I have something to do today, and it has been delayed until now, okay.

Tomorrow is a date day, try to be more.