Qingge

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Qingge couldn't help laughing, and looked at his bowl full of soup: "You should drink up the soup quickly before you go out. You are the slowest person to eat every day. I don't know if eating too much cold food is bad for the stomach?"

"Oh! Okay, little brother, wait for me! I'll finish it right away." Duan Yuchen hastily gulped down the soup in the bowl, and patted his stomach, woo, I'm so full, but it tastes good .

"Go, put your schoolbag on your back, take a coat, sleep over there for a while, and I'll take you to the examination room in the afternoon, so you don't have to go back and forth." Qing Ge picked up the car keys on the coffee table, took the jam and walked out .

"Ah, that's great!" Duan Yuchen excitedly picked up his schoolbag and put his clothes on, and sat in the passenger seat, putting the jam in the back.

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Qingge parked the car, led Jam and took his younger brother up directly from the special elevator, the elevator door opened, and a group of people who just came from the other side of the corridor after the meeting waited.

"Rework the planning proposal just now, and give it to me today, and implement the new plan as soon as possible." Duan Yujing flipped through the documents as he walked, ordering the staff behind him in an orderly manner.

Many employees in Liujing stared at Qingge in front of them with sparkling eyes. The proprietress finally came, and the brains that had been working at high speed all morning could finally rest.Their president is very serious all day long. Recently, they have continuously introduced new plans and strategies, and acquired other companies.

Even Chen Han breathed a sigh of relief, Emma, ​​I'm so tired, the senior has someone to deliver meals and warm the bed every day, of course the efficiency is high, but it's so embarrassing for him to be single.

Duan Yujing noticed the abnormality of the subordinates behind him, looked up, and just saw Xiao Qingge looking at him with a slight smile, closed the document and walked over, put his arms around Xiao Qingge's waist, and said with a warm smile: "Baby, why is it so early? ? Jam is coming again?"

Qing Ge smiled and held Jam, and said, "Yes, do you have anything else to do? Finish it first, and I'll wait for you in the office."

"Brother." Duan Yuchen also called out,

Carrying an insulated box.

Duan Yujing rubbed his younger brother's head with a smile, and said, "Why are you here too? Aren't you going to take an exam? Why don't you go home and have a rest?"

"Little brother brought me here." Duan Yuchen raised his head and smiled.

Seeing this face that resembled their boss, Liujing's employees were all shocked. Apart from the proprietress, even the young master came. The key point is that the young master still listens to the boss's wife. Is their president also so good at handling housework?

Duan Yujing protected his younger brother very well, and never took him to public occasions, except that he would bring his younger brother to work when he was young and clingy, and never disclosed his younger brother's information at other times.

Therefore, except for some old employees who had met Duan Yuchen before, no one else in the company knew that he had a younger brother.

"Xiaohan, explain everything I just said. Let's leave today, let's go to dinner." Duan Yujing turned around and handed the document to Chen Han, indicating that everyone can leave, and walked into the office with Xiao Qingge in his arms.

"Brother, you can have dinner with my little brother first, I'm going to rest." Duan Yuchen put his schoolbag on the sofa, went to the bathroom to wash his face, and came out, "Is there an alarm clock here? I'm afraid I won't be able to get up."

Qing Ge smiled: "What time do you want to get up, the little brother will call you later."

"Two o'clock." Duan Yuchen gestured with his fingers, and then walked into the rest room.

"Got it, go to sleep."

Qingge had already taken off his coat, and jam was tied to the handle of the chair. He was only wearing a thin navy blue V-neck sweater, revealing his delicate collarbone, with his sleeves rolled up, and he was concentrating on serving all the food.

Duan Yujing washed his hands and came out, hugged him from behind, put his chin on Xiao Qingge's shoulder, and said with a smile: "What delicious food did you cook today?"

Qing Ge brought him the soup, and the cat's eyes were filled with anticipation: "Brother Jing, try it, black chicken soup, this is the first time I boil it, let's see if it tastes good?"

Duan Yujing sat next to him, held Xiao Qingge's hand, took a sip of the soup, and said with a smile, "Not bad, very tasty. Have you eaten yet?"

"I just ate a little with Xiaochen at home, you drink the soup first, don't let it get cold later." Qing Ge urged the person whose hands started to restless again.

Duan Yujing obediently withdrew his hand that had been stretched into Xiao Qingge's clothes, feeling a little regretful, the baby's hand feels so good, and they are busy during this time, so they just explained to each other at night, and they didn't have a good time.

During this period of time, Qing Ge's culinary skills are good, and finally he can not only cook porridge or noodles, but if he is given the recipe, he can still cook a few decent dishes, and the taste is also good.

Seeing his regretful look, Qing Ge leaned over and kissed the corner of his mouth, and asked softly, "Are there many things to do tonight? Why don't you take it home and do it tonight, and I'll accompany you in the study."

"Yeah." Duan Yujing hugged him with a smile on his face, and the two finished the meal Qing Ge brought together.

After the meal, Qing Ge was playing with jam on the sofa, but he got used to being fed, and wanted to sleep when he was full, and fell asleep on the sofa after a while, his long eyelashes trembling slightly.

Duan Yujing closed the documents in his hands, walked over and carried Xiao Qingge into the rest room, moved his brother in, let them both sleep peacefully, and deal with work by himself.

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"Jam~" Qing Ge squatted on the ground holding Jam, rubbed its fur, and then turned to call his brother, "Xiaochen, are you alright? We're going out now."

"Okay." Duan Yuchen carried his schoolbag, looked left and right, but couldn't find his brother, "where's brother?"

Qing Ge stood up to check the time, and said with a smile, "Brother Jing should have gone to a meeting, let's go, and take you to school."

"Ok!"

At the school gate, Duan Yuchen waved happily: "Goodbye, little brother."

"Don't be careless during the exam, see you tonight." Qing Ge warned before starting the car and going back.

Qingge turned on the music in the car, and the gentle piano music played. Jam stayed quietly in the back seat, and there was no noise at all. The atmosphere in the car was once harmonious.

"Jam, Dad will take you to buy some delicious food. What should I cook at night? Make soup or make steamed meat." Qing Ge muttered, and suddenly saw a familiar figure on the side of the road, and slowly stopped the car.

"Li Yun." Qing Ge called out to the young man carrying a schoolbag, and then looked at the two middle-aged people who were tugging with him, a man and a woman, neither of whom knew each other.

The final exam of the third year of high school hadn't started yet, Li Yun wanted to go out today to see if there were any good review materials, but he didn't expect to meet his uncle and aunt who came to him specially.

Uncle and the others said that his father died, and now the people from the other family are controlling the Lin family's property and want him to go back and get back what belongs to him, but they don't think about what belongs to him.

Hearing the voice, Li Yun turned around in surprise, and saw Qing Ge parked the car in front of him, and called softly, "Brother."

After Qingge helped him run the school last time, the two would still meet from time to time. Sometimes it was Qingge who cared about his studies, and sometimes it was Li Yun who chatted with him on wechat. Li Yun usually called him brother.

But when the other two people saw Qing Ge, their faces were not so pretty. When they heard Li Yun calling brother, they cursed: "Li Yun, what's your name? Where did you come from? Don't forget, he It's that man's son!"

Qing Ge rolled his eyes in his heart, and said with a smile: "Then who are you two?"

The man said proudly: "We are Yunyun's uncle and aunt, and we came here to pick Yunyun back. He is the legitimate son of the Lin family, and you are no longer."

Qing Ge opened the car door and got down, pulled Li Yun behind, chuckled: "If I remember correctly, Li Yun's guardians are not you, and you have no right to make any decisions for him. Also, he is already 17 years old. You should respect his wishes, he doesn't want to go back, who of you can take him away?"

"Nonsense, my sister passed away. According to blood relationship, we are Yunyun's guardians. Yunyun, go back with uncle." The man said.

Li Yun looked at these two people with disgust. They never came when their mother had an accident. The only time they came was to get money.

Qingge looked back at the person: "Li Yun, do you want to go back? I will not interfere with your decision. If you want to go back, I will not stop you."

Li Yun shook his head, he is not stupid, what will he do after he goes back?Are you really going to fight with the Lin family?If something happened, these so-called relatives would probably be the first to give up on him.

"Mr. Li, you have also heard that Li Yun won't go back with you. As for the guardian you mentioned, I'm sorry—" Qing Ge smiled lightly, and said, "Aunt Li once asked a lawyer to send me a A power of attorney. Before Li Yun, I was in charge of his guardianship until he came of age. So if he makes a big decision, I have the right to ask."

"Impossible!" Uncle Li's face was livid, pointing at Qing Ge, "You did it on purpose, you lied to my sister, you want to monopolize the property of the Lin family."

Qing Ge shook his head, IQ is not enough, uncle, does this have anything to do with the property of the Lin family?Besides, it's you who want to take it all alone.

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