bosom friend

Qiao Pingyi returned to Beizhou after staying in Yuncheng for three days.

Two days later, it was the weekend, this time Xin Yu didn't work overtime, but went to Beizhou to meet Qiao Pingyi for a reunion.

Qiao Ping went to the train station to pick him up—Wang Lin drove.

Although she hasn't been back to Heyue Garden for several months, Xin Yu feels that little has changed here, and everything seems to be as usual.

When I got home, I caught up with the gardener who was still working in the garden. The gardener greeted Xin Yu, and Xin Yu stopped and chatted with each other for a few words. Everyone seemed to know each other very well.But when she turned back to the third floor, Xin Yu asked Qiao Pingyi, "Is our gardener the same as before?"

"Yeah, never changed."

"Oh." In the past, Xin Yu worked during the day, and the gardener also worked during the day. There were very few opportunities for the two to meet each other, so they didn't really know each other well. "He and his aunt seem to know each other?" Xin Yu was referring to the housekeeper who helped them with housework.

"It seems so."

"He and Wang Lin also know each other?" Just now downstairs, the gardener also greeted Wang Lin.

"That's right, they often go in and out of the same house, and they get to know each other after meeting each other a few times." Qiao Pingyi didn't find it strange.

Xin Yu smiled and said, "They are all from your uncle, right?"

"Ah? No way..." Qiao Ping turned around and left, "Wait a minute, I'll ask Wang Lin."

Xin Yu didn't stop him. After he left, he checked on the third floor. It seemed that there was no change. Even the quilt cover was still the beige striped style that was commonly used in the past-the aunt should change it regularly.

After a while, Qiao Pingyi ran out of the elevator.

Xin Yu said, "What are you running for?"

"Miss you." Qiao Ping came over and hugged him, "Xiaoyu, you guessed wrong."

"Oh." If it's wrong, it's wrong. Xin Yu didn't doubt it very seriously.

"Auntie belongs to my uncle, and the gardener should belong to my mother." Wang Lin saw the incident and told him everything he knew in a very practical manner.

"..." Xin Yu remembered, Fang Rou likes gardening very much, she must know many good gardeners.

"Should we replace them?"

Xin Yu thought for a while, "No, there's nothing wrong with their work, let them continue with their work."

He and Qiaoping had been separated for several months, and no one came to interfere with them.In this case, it's better to be an aunt and they are just introduced by the elders in the family to work.

Moreover, since he is one of his own, there is no need to worry about being bribed by others.Originally, he planned to check thoroughly to see if Zhuang Yang was crazy enough to put someone beside Qiao Pingyi, but now it seems that there is no need to check.

"Xiaoyu, you are so easy to talk to."

"They all care about you, that's good." In fact, Xin Yu has always felt that Fang Rou and others don't care much about Qiao Pingyi. Although giving money is a kind of concern, it's too easy to save trouble. The same is true for doting and pampering .However, upon closer inspection, Xin Yu herself was the same, taking only fifty steps and one hundred steps.

Xin Yu stroked Qiao Pingyi's hair, and kissed him again, "Well, I shouldn't spoil you with everything—this is not a responsible approach."

Qiao Ping was taken aback, "I, what did I do?"

Xin Yu deliberately teased him with a straight face, "Yeah, what did you do?"

Qiao Ping was a little taken aback, "..."

"...What did you do?" Looking at Qiao Pingyi's behavior, it seems that he really did something.

Qiao Ping said: "I just arranged the basement, I want to give you a surprise."

Xin Yu still had a fresh memory of the chains on the bed in the basement, and deeply felt that Qiao Pingyi's surprise was more likely to be a shock. "How did you arrange it?"

"It looks pretty, do you want to see it?"

Xin Yu looked at the bright window, "Now?" In broad daylight, there are some things that are inconvenient to do at this time, right?

"Where do you want to go! It's a very normal arrangement!"

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm not serious." Xin Yu patted Qiao Pingyi's butt, "Let's go, then go and have a look now."

"..."

The layout of the basement is basically normal.

Qiao Ping transformed it into a man-made bamboo forest, and hung some misty gauze for decoration. The floor was covered with a green plush carpet, which at first glance looked like grass, and playing some natural music, it looked like is wild.

If it wasn't for the big round bed and bathtub in the bamboo forest, Xin Yu would really praise Qiao Pingyi for the well-arranged arrangement.

"Xiaoyu, what do you think?"

Xin Yu smiled and said, "You have the talent to open a love hotel."

"Hey...the bed is a water bed."

Xin Yu said lightly, "Really? The water bed is fun? I haven't tried it yet."

"..." Qiao Pingyi naturally tried.

"Try it slowly when you have time. Let's go." Xin Yu returned to Beizhou this time, and there are quite a lot of things to do.I'm going to meet the music composer of the game -- Qiao Pingyi helped find it; I'm going to have dinner with Fang Rou; and I'm going to meet Zhuang Yang.

Those photos were basically posted by Zhuang Yang. He used a proxy server, but the settings were not complicated enough. Wang Lin's friends found his original IP address, and he used their company's network.

That hotel video was also what Zhuang Yang asked the hotel to ask for. His people were not loyal enough, so he was frightened, so he was willing to say anything.

The photo on the day of the wrap-up banquet was taken by an entertainment reporter, and he casually threw it on the Internet—there was no hit rate at all——Zhuang Yang had been paying attention to Qiao Pingyi's play, but he actually watched it.

Xin Yu planned to chat with the composer first, then go to have dinner with Fang Rou, and tell her about Zhuang Yang by the way, and finally, meet Zhuang Yang, and then go back to Yuncheng. Take the time to try Qiao Pingyi's water bed.

In the afternoon, Xin Yu and Qiao Ping went to meet the composer.This person is very famous in the film and television industry. Xin Yu listened to the soundtrack he made for some films before and thought it was good, and asked Sheng Xia and the others to listen to it, and they also thought it was good. They all said that as long as the price is right, they should hire this person .

The price offered by the soundtrack composer was not high, because he and Qiao Pingyi had other collaborations—Xin Yu and the others were a plus.

The soundtrack of the game was settled smoothly.

In the evening, when Xin Yu and Qiao Ping went to Fang Rou's for dinner, it was still Fang Rou's own cooking.

Xin Yu smiled and said, "Auntie, your craft is getting better and better."

Qiao Ping pretended not to take it seriously, "People who eat takeaway every day, you will say that whatever they give you is delicious."

Fang Rou glared at him, and then became concerned about Xin Yu: "Why do you eat takeaway every day? Is it because you are very busy with work?"

"I was busy a while ago, and it will be better next time."

"That's good. Will I be able to return to Beizhou after a while?"

Xin Yu hesitated, Qiao Ping said casually: "It's not so fast, their mobile game is almost finished, but the online game is still working. Mom, you will definitely like their mobile game. I have already played it, and I think it is special." It is suitable for an independent woman like you with aesthetics and personality."

Xin Yu laughed.

Fang Rou also smiled, "That's good, I'll download and play the game when it's released." She said to Xin Yu, "I've also read your new Four Travels story, it's very good."

Two days ago, Xin Yu posted the ninth chapter of Four Travels on Weibo, and it became popular again-Xin Yu suspected that Qiao Ping had secretly found someone to help him scan the amount.

Xin Yu smiled and said, "Thank you, Auntie, for your support."

Qiao Ping said together: "I also support you very much."

"Well, thank you for your support."

Fang Rou said with a smile: "You guys have to be good and always support each other."

Xin Yu shook Qiao Pingyi's hand, "We will." The two of them were wearing the ring that Qiao Pingyi bought today. It was simple and dignified. When the two hands wearing the rings were stacked together, their feelings were particularly strong. persuasive.

Fang Rou looked at them with relief, "Okay."

After dinner, Qiao Ping asked Fang Rou, "Mom, do you still remember that you said you would give Xin Yu a present?"

Xin Yu patted him on the back, "What are you in a hurry for?"

"What's yours is mine. Of course I'm anxious. Mom, you won't forget, will you?"

"My memory is better than yours." Fang Rou said with a smile, "Go, go to my studio to see."

"Is it a painting?"

Indeed a painting.

After entering the studio, they saw a drawing board covered with a white cloth standing in the center of the room. Fang Rou walked over and lifted the white cloth.

This painting looks familiar at first glance, "Isn't this the digital oil painting that Xin Yu gave you before?" After a second look, I found that it was different. The original oil painting was a long street with fallen leaves. A woman and a child, and now the people on that street have been replaced by two men holding hands. The warm-toned picture looks particularly tender.

Fang Rou said with a smile: "Didn't you take pictures of your backs before? I found it suitable to put it on, so I drew it."

Xin Yu was stunned for a while before returning to her senses, "Auntie, thank you, I like this gift very much." He liked that photo before, and now he likes it even more.

Qiao Ping picked up Fang Rou and spun around, "Mom, you are such a genius!"

Fang Rou screamed, and slapped Qiao Ping: "You child! Put me down!"

Xin Yu smiled and turned on the phone camera, and recorded a video for the two of them...

After laughing for a while, they went to sit in the living room.

Then Xin Yu talked about Zhuang Yang, and he looked at Qiao Pingyi, "Let me say something wrong or missing, and you can correct and supplement later, okay?"

Qiao Ping saw that he was serious, so he didn't talk glibly, but just nodded quietly.

Xin Yu told Fang Rou what Zhuang Yang did recently, and then said, "Auntie, because of the lessons learned from Hou Wei's incident before, I think Zhuang Yang's matter should be dealt with as soon as possible. If he becomes more extreme in the future, then It won't be easy."

Fang Rou agreed, "You are right."

Xin Yu said: "My idea is to ask his parents to intervene in this matter, do you think it's appropriate?"

Fang Rou thought for a while, "I think this is necessary...it's just that his mother loves face very much, and always thinks that her son is good in everything..."

Xin Yu said: "If we talk to her in private, will she pretend that this matter doesn't exist for the sake of face?"

Fang Rou was stunned, "It's possible. Well, it's better to ask her to talk with Zhuang Wenpei. Zhuang Wenpei is more sober than her." Of course, his son is more important than other people's face.

Xin Yu asked again: "Then do I want to see them in Heping?"

Fang Judao: "Don't see me anymore, let me and Heing Yi's uncle go chat with them, and you two will show up." Even though she said so, she was a little hesitant.If the person involved is not there, things may not be clear.But she felt sorry for Qiao Pingyi and Xin Yu, and didn't want them to offend Zhuang Yang's parents.

Xin Yu said: "Can we go together, but I will stay in the next room with Heping. If necessary, you can call us again."

Fang Rou smiled and said, "That's good."