Then President Qin thoughtfully wrote another sentence:

— Just answer the voice.

Bai Qin didn't answer the voice, and called him directly.

Qin Anqi picked it up and said, "...what's the matter?"

"Because it's troublesome to answer the voice." Bai Qin said, "I just want to make a phone call."

"..." Qin Anqi coughed, "How is your hand?"

"It's okay, there are no stitches, and you can move your left and right hands." Bai Qin said, "Thank you, I promise that it will not affect the progress of the project, so you can rest assured."

Qin Anqi was silent for a while, then sighed: "Am I that scary in your eyes?"

"No." Bai Qin rubbed his nose and said, "Why don't I report this to you."

"The one in your circle of friends." Qin Anqi said, "What's wrong with the cat?"

Bai Qin thought to himself that he had seen it so soon, and couldn't help rubbing his forehead with his fingertips: "Hey...just...it was supposed to be raised and played with my parents for two days, but they will start tomorrow. I can’t raise it anymore, and I want to travel abroad. I just want to find a friend to put him in foster care, and you know that I will be very busy with work and my hands will not be convenient.”

"Where's the pet shop?" Qin Anqi said.

"Don't mention it, the pet store is my psychological shadow..." Bai Qin said suddenly his eyes lit up, and he had some expectations in his heart, "Qin Anqi, do you want to raise it? I can take the cat to your house and give it to you Playing for two days, weren't you very interested before?"

Qin Anqi was obviously stunned for a long time, but instead of refusing, he said: "...I...I have never raised him."

"Your home is close to my company. I can go there at noon and at night after work. I can feed the cat food, and I can shovel the poop." The more Bai Qin said, the more reliable he felt, but he thought it was wrong , This is too self-talking, "...Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I said it in favor of myself, why don't you think about it? I can pay the foster care fee."

"I..." Qin Anqi said, "...Anyway, it's fine to live alone."

"..." Bai Qin didn't expect him to agree so readily, and now Bai Qin was at a loss, "Huh? You agreed?"

"Yeah." Qin Anqi's voice was still a little excited, "...do I have to prepare something? I don't have anything at home."

Bai Qin's voice softened and slowed down a bit: "Oh, it's okay, it's okay, your house should be big, right? Just let it play by itself and get familiar with it. My cat is just like me, with a big heart. Where are the other cats going? It's a bit of a stress reaction, and it can get used to it within a minute. I'll move things to your house tomorrow morning..."

When Bai Qin thought about it, it went too smoothly. Originally, his own hand was injured, and he had to work overtime continuously. It would be inconvenient for the cat to be lost at home... Unexpectedly, Qin Anqi posted a message on Moments, and Qin Anqi said a few words. accepted.

Is this still the devil president? ?

In fact, if there is really no place to put the cat, it is difficult to take care of the children by myself, so I will take care of it.

Thinking about it this way, Qin Anqi is really an angel who lives up to his name...so could his English name really be Angel...

The more Bai Qin thought about it, the more curious he became, and his brain couldn't speak fast: "...Hey, Qin Anqi, what is your English name?"

"English name?" Qin Anqi said, "...there are all in the back of the email."

Bai Qin thought so, he actually forgot about this, he patted his head and fell heavily on the sofa.

"Why do you ask this?" Qin Anqi said.

"No, I'm just curious." Bai Qin thought for a while that his emails ended with "Bai" so simple and rude, and suddenly felt that he was too rude.

The two made an appointment, and Qin Anqi asked him to rest early.Bai Qin hung up the phone and couldn't wait to see Qin Anqi's English name.

He flipped through the emails between himself and Qin Anqi, and sure enough, he saw his English name at the end.

-

"..." Bai Qin opened his mouth slightly, and saw this very familiar name.

Sure enough, western style!

Baiqin, who is not good at English, knows this word purely because of admiration. He still has a very persistent love for the art of the Renaissance. He thinks that he has always been a restless person, and only when he appreciates it can he get the incredible calm.

For him the name Raphael is very famous, the painter he admires, or the healing angel in the Bible.

So Qin Anqi is really...an angel?

At that moment, Baiqin didn't know what kind of joke he was poked at. He laughed out loud, and laughed louder and louder. He fell on the sofa and covered his forehead and eyes with his hands, and gently put his injured hand on his right side. On the belly, tears came out from laughing, trembling hanging in the corner of the eyes.

Damn, Qin Anqi is really a funny wife...

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