queen's parlour gl

After finishing the soup, it was just in time for the chef to deliver the breakfast.This time it's a hot Chinese breakfast. Xiaolongbao, black rice porridge and sweet soy milk, served with two dishes of exquisite side dishes, looks quite tempting.

Hey, it's all her favorite food.Originally, Mou Ying didn't have much appetite because of the hangover and headache, but now she cheered up and cheered at the chef: "Thank you a, you seem to have an appetite. By the way, the hangover soup just now is also very good."

A is a chubby middle-aged woman. It is said that her ancestors have a little Chinese blood, but now she can't tell it at all.She proudly accepted Mou Ying's compliment, then smiled and blinked: "I'm glad you like them, but honey, I didn't make hangover soup today."

"..." Mou Ying froze in place, stretching her chopsticks, her mind seemed to be rusted for a while, and she was almost unable to think.

That, this, soup, is, who, do, of, ah...

What did she just say?Can't compare to...poor fire...skilled...

She was so annoyed that she wanted to throw herself into the soup and cook it together!

How can I still be in the mood to eat, I threw away the chopsticks and hurriedly went to apologize to the eldest lady of her family! ! !

After searching for a long time, I finally found Miss Zeng in the study.She was actually answering the phone again, and it didn't sound like there was anything serious about it. She came and went to wish each other a happy new year or something, but the calls came one at a time, and they almost didn't stop.

Mou Ying didn't dare to interrupt, so she had to poke her head around the door of the study.Zeng Yixuan glimpsed a figure swaying from time to time from the corner of her eye, and didn't bother to pay attention to her, and continued talking on the phone with a smile.

After letting her dry for 10 minutes, Zeng Yixuan stood up, hung up the phone, and turned off the phone.

Mou Ying leaned over and smiled at her, looking cautious and guilty.Zeng Yixuan wasn't very angry at first, and she felt guilty about cooking because of Mou Ying's drunkenness, so naturally she couldn't care too much about her.What's more, it was the first time in five years that she made the soup with her own hands again. It was quite normal to almost heat it up. Mou Ying just had a slow reaction and a quick mouth. It was quite understandable when she was hangover.Seeing Mou Ying hurried over at this moment, she didn't have breakfast at about the time, even if Miss Zeng was angry, she had almost dissipated, so she didn't say much, just said: "Hurry up and eat, 10 minutes Then go out."

Mou Ying was interrupted by her, and seeing that Missy didn't mention the soup just now, she hesitated for a while, and wanted to thank and apologize, but she was afraid that Miss Zeng would not be able to get off the stage because of self-defeating, so she paused Question: "Are you going to work today?"

New Year's Day, New Year's Day, workaholics can't be like this... It's okay if there are no weekends, even New Year's Day...

Besides, it seemed that Zeng Yixuan's complexion was not good at this moment, and she seemed a little tired.Think about it, the few times when she vomited in the middle of the night yesterday, Miss Zeng seemed to be waiting for her...

Mou Ying was a little worried, and unconsciously added: "Why don't you take a rest for a day, didn't you sleep well yesterday?"

Zeng Yixuan glanced at her and said calmly: "It's okay, I won't go to the company today."

Then what?where to?Seeing that Zeng Yixuan obviously didn't intend to explain her doubts, Mou Ying had no choice but to follow her depressedly, wanting to ask but not daring to ask.Is it an illusion?I always feel that Zeng Yixuan seems to be in a low mood, or in a bad mood?I was very energetic when I was on the phone, why did I end up like this after I hung up the phone...

After thinking about it for a reason, Mou Ying decided to change the subject: "Have you eaten yet?" When the breakfast was delivered, there was only one serving for one person. Miss Zeng must have eaten it before, but she still wanted to make sure. .

"Well, I've eaten." Zeng Yixuan turned around and went upstairs.

Mou Ying froze for two seconds, then went back to the restaurant to eat breakfast sullenly.After such a delay, the black rice porridge was no longer so hot. After a bite, it was lukewarm and completely lost its taste.She stuffed a spoonful of it into her mouth in a dispirited way, and couldn't help but wonder: Did she really do something outrageous last night?Ahhh no way!

After breakfast, she hurried out of the restaurant and saw Zeng Yixuan coming downstairs.Today she is dressed in black, awe-inspiring and tall, which makes her look even more radiant.Mou Ying paused, and suddenly understood.

New Year, going out early in the morning, dressed in black, in a bad mood... She must be going to worship her father...

Walking past her, Mou Ying said softly, "I'm going to change clothes."

Zeng Yixuan nodded, but didn't make a sound.

The car was silent all the way.The atmosphere was low to dust.

Mou Ying is also depressed when she thinks of her father who hastily left without leaving a word.The scene of the car accident at that time was very tragic. His head was severely injured. When the ambulance arrived, he had stopped breathing.According to what she obtained from private inquiries later, according to his father's injuries, he should have lost consciousness at the moment of the impact and did not suffer too much pain.This is probably... the only thing to be thankful for...

Zeng Yixuan's father, Zeng Minglei, reportedly died of a sudden myocardial infarction.Myocardial stroke... It seemed to be quite painful before losing consciousness... She turned her head to look at Zeng Yixuan, who still had her eyes closed as usual, her face was expressionless, and her sitting posture was correct and elegant.She couldn't help sighing.As soon as she made a sound, she felt that something was wrong. The surrounding environment was too quiet, and her soft sigh seemed very obvious.Oh no!what to do?

Just as she was flustered, Zeng Yixuan opened her eyes and glanced at her: "Why are you sighing?"

Mou Ying was embarrassed: "No...it's nothing."

Brother Ahe laughed out loud in the front row: "You haven't sobered up yet, do you have a headache?"

Mou Ying blushed and shook her head: "It's okay, it's okay, just a little bit."

Zeng Yixuan glanced at her, Ah He couldn't help laughing: "Hey Xiaoxuan, is this influenced by you?" Then imitated Mou Ying's tone just now and said, "It's just a little bit, hahahahaha..."

These words were indeed used by Zeng Yixuan to deal with a group of relatives and friends.Realizing this, Mou Ying was even more embarrassed to death, for fear that Miss Zeng would also laugh at her like Ah He.

Zeng Yixuan only smiled, but didn't make a sound.

After such a commotion, the atmosphere became more relaxed.Ah He began to chat with Mou Ying casually, telling her that she was walking north now, and there was something interesting nearby.Mou Ying could see that he just wanted to adjust the atmosphere, and it was exactly what he wanted. The two chatted and laughed, but Zeng Yixuan didn't say much.

Mou Ying looked worried, but didn't know how to comfort her. After a while, she took the courage to tentatively reach out and hold her hand that was hanging on her knee.

She waited anxiously for her reaction, fearing that Miss Zeng would throw her hands away in an instant - she would avoid shaking her wrist before, and she seemed to be in a really bad mood today.But... nothing happened.

She still had her eyes closed, she didn't move but she didn't hold back, as if she was asleep.

Her body temperature was slightly lower than that of Mou Ying's, and she only felt slightly cold in her hands.Mou Ying didn't dare to move, and just held it loosely. Even so, her palms were still faintly sweating after a while.

To do this so recklessly has nothing to do with Fengyue.She just suddenly wanted to give her a little comfort and a little company.I don't know why, although Zeng Yixuan is always surrounded by people, she always feels that she is actually lonely...

The warm touch spread from the opponent's palm to his fingertips, continuously.Zeng Yixuan closed her eyes and did not make a sound.

Every time she walks on this road, she will think of what Uncle Lu said to her in her father's study.

Knowing that her father passed away suddenly at that time, she hurried back to the capital overnight, and the family company was in chaos.The mother cried until she fainted and was admitted to the hospital. The company's stock price plummeted for two days and had to apply for a temporary suspension of trading.

It's only been two years, and it's only been two years since she left.As soon as you turn around, things have changed.

After getting off the plane, she didn't even have time to go to the hospital to see her mother, so she was taken directly to the company.There, the company's temporary board of directors is being held...

Carrying the box and entering the door, the lawyer began to read the will.

She thought that her father would entrust everything to Uncle Lu or a professional manager—after all, two years ago, her father slapped her severely and yelled in public: "Get out of here if you have the ability! If you go out of this door, I will kill you!" If there is no daughter like you!" At that time, she turned and left, already disheartened, if her father hadn't suffered a heart attack, she would have no idea when she would step into this house again.

She thought her father would never forgive her again, but her father secretly made a will a year after she left, and even stated in the will: Regardless of her sexual orientation, whether she married or had children, after Zeng Minglei passed away, all shares, The property and management rights are all inherited by the only daughter Zeng Yixuan, and no one else, including his parents and wife, can interfere.

You know, normally after a person dies, the legal first line of heirs includes parents, spouse and children.Zeng Minglei's will is equivalent to directly excluding his parents and wife.

As soon as the will was announced, there was an uproar at the scene.Fu Haoran objected on the spot.Lu Changqing expressed his support on the spot.The two factions quarreled to death.Zeng Yixuan just felt at a loss.

It all happened so fast and so quickly that she felt very unreal.

Her father had always been strict with her, but she knew why.When she was a child, she often heard her grandfather quarreling with her father. It was nothing more than saying that she was a girl and wanted her father to have a son.The father always replied angrily: "What's wrong with the girl? My daughter is much better than those brats." "I won't have one, I will only have this child in my life, don't think about grandchildren!"

The mother's heart is not good. It was extremely difficult to give birth to her back then, and if she becomes pregnant again, her life may be in danger.My father loves my mother very much, and he is not willing to let her go through such a risk again. No matter how much her grandparents, relatives and friends persuade and quarrel, she will bite her to death and will not let go.

My mother often shed tears behind her back and told her to live up to her expectations.So in those years, no matter how strict her father's requirements were, she never slacked off.

As she grew older, she received more and more praise step by step, her father's business grew bigger and bigger, and the rumors became less and less, her grandparents gradually stopped arguing, and she only sighed occasionally: "If Xiaoxuan is a What a boy."