beauty should be like this

The very fact of being young is a symbol of infinite vitality.

After receiving Zuo Yu's support, Wen Qianyu quickly jumped out of the shadow of many contradictions. First, she excitedly sent Liang Xi a text message asking for recommendations, and then she went to enroll in an intermediate French training class, and resolved the problem with great interest. Not a good language problem.

But after being busy with chores, dinner still has to be done.

While waiting for the fish to be baked in tin foil in the kitchen, he flipped through the collection of fabric concepts that he had organized on weekdays, intending to continue to work hard, stay up late, and then make a decent set of works to enrich his resume.

Who knew that after all the food was cooked, he was still the only one left at home.

In the past two years, Zuo Yu's living habits have improved a lot, he seldom goes out for drinking and night outings, and even if there is a social meeting, he will call in advance.

So Wen Qianyu picked up the phone and dialed the number without hesitation, crossed his arms and became depressed.

I haven't answered... nothing will happen, right?

Qianqian worriedly ran to the window and looked out, her heart skipped a few times for no reason, and she immediately decided to change into that guy's company to check on the situation.

Fortunately, before I could put on my boots, the door of the house was opened.

Wen Qianyu was very happy, approached to greet her and said, "Why didn't I hear your car? Did you forget your phone?"

Zuo Yu looked a little listless, he hummed casually, and walked into the cloakroom.

"Why are you unhappy?" Wen Qianyu leaned closer to peek at him.

Zuo Yu knew that he was not good at lying, so he could only make up other reasons: "I had conflicts with the vice president, that person always cheated me, but I didn't fire him, and he took a few of his subordinates to quit. bother."

"Oh...the old ones don't go, the new ones don't come..." Wen Qianyu nodded and sent a hug: "Don't think about unpleasant things when you get home. I made your favorite fish."

The little beauty's expression was so unguarded, it was the same as every time I met her when I looked back.

Zuo Yu felt a slight pain in his heart, but forced a smile: "Yes."

Wen Qianyu seldom saw his silent and melancholy appearance, so he purposely clung to him and watched him wash his hands and change his clothes, and then offered to pour a glass of wine and bring it to the dining table: "Take a bath when you're full, and have a good rest."

"Why are you so virtuous? I'm not used to it." Zuo Yu curled his lips.

"I'm virtuous..." Wen Qianyu bit her pretty lips instead, and hummed, "I'm afraid you're in a bad mood."

"It's good to see you." Zuo Yu picked up the chopsticks, concealed the uneasiness and shock in his heart, and ate in silence.

How carefree Wen Qianyu looked, just a day ago, Zuo Yu was the same.

The biggest worry between the two is that they are temporarily separated from each other because of a good job. It is impossible to imagine the disaster of losing everything at this moment.

Exactly how much father and his "old friend" had dealt with, and how things were going to develop, is hard to fully understand.

Besides, what if you know?

Zuo Yu's social resources are almost all given by the family. If the family collapses... under the collapse of the nest, how can there be any eggs?

What will Wen Qianyu do then?

How can I take care of him to continue living happily?

This question was like a sharp thorn, piercing deeply into Zuo Yu's heart in an instant.

-

Midnight in the penthouse was extremely quiet, and no matter how hard I tried to listen to my surroundings when lying in the bedroom, I could only hear my own heartbeat.

The worried Zuo Yu didn't feel sleepy at all. If possible, he wanted to send his parents abroad now to help them avoid disaster.

But the reality is of course not so simple.

Zuo Pengcheng's business is intricate and intricate, and only he can figure out the secrets.

If you can protect yourself, no one will give up the opportunity to protect yourself.

Maybe he can't leave at this moment, maybe the father doesn't want to abandon his responsibility to create a divorced wife and a scapegoat.

all in all……

Zuo Yu turned over in annoyance, but unexpectedly found that Qianqian was looking at him, and couldn't help being startled: "Why don't you sleep?"

Wen Qianyu put her arms around his waist: "You sigh, how can I sleep? Is the company's affairs really that troublesome? Did the vice president take away business secrets or important employees?"

Zuo Yu couldn't answer, in fact, his mind was no longer on those things.

"Hey, actually, I don't understand either, just guessing." Wen Qianyu whispered, "It's just that I seldom see you troubled, but I can't help you... I'm really useless..."

These words made Zuo Yu full of emotion. Could it be that he was unable to do so with such caring towards his father?

"Just talk to me, maybe I will help you figure out a way." Wen Qianyu kicked him lightly under the quilt.

Zuo Yu finally smiled and lied to him kindly: "Actually, it's nothing, it's just that there is no one to do the work right now, so I have to do it myself. I have to work overtime recently."

"It's okay, I'll bring you food, come on!" Wen Qianyu deliberately bit the tip of his nose: "You, just start to be angry with yourself when something goes wrong, and you'll be fine tomorrow."

"Well, when you encounter difficulties in Paris in the future, encourage yourself like this." Zuo Yu said this in the dark, really afraid that he would be farther and farther away from him in the future, and couldn't help but slightly wet his eyes. Relying on hard work, he was not discovered by the little beauty.

Wen Qianyu looked tired at first, but when she saw that her beloved seemed to be relieved, she closed her eyes in a daze.

Zuo Yu patted him, sat up suddenly and said, "I'll write a PPT first, and I'll be back to sleep in a while."

"Okay, don't stay up all night." Wen Qian agreed.

Zuo Yu just stepped on his slippers and planned to leave a letter for the little beauty.

If Uncle Zhang reveals his father, he will be investigated. Even if he can go abroad to seek refuge, if he can't contact Beijing casually, Wen Qianyu will still be at a loss.

It's better to explain clearly now secretly and help him with his future life, so as not to leave any regrets when the time comes.

Zuo Yu made such a decision, and suddenly gained a kind of absolute peace.

This is an experience that I have never had in my previous life, as if the feeling of tears filling my eyes just now came back in a trance.

-

When the sun shines on the city of Beijing again, everything looks exactly the same as yesterday.

After all, this city contains the joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys of too many people, from nobles and emperors to traffickers and pawns.

There is absolutely no sign of uneasiness due to any kind of turmoil.

Zuo Yu cheered up and drank his coffee and quickly went upstairs from the company elevator. After greeting the oncoming employees, he immediately went into the office and dialed the number of his friend in France, asking: "Please read yesterday Apartment, have you picked it out for me?"

"Brother, this is buying a house, not vegetables. Are you kidding me?" The friend was confused.

"I'm in a hurry, otherwise I'll go to an intermediary company and take a look. Why are you looking for it?" Zuo Yu replied, "May I beg you?"

"Okay, I won't go to work today, I'll check the situation first and then I'll send you the house information." The friend agreed reluctantly.

Zuo Yu felt relieved, and put some money into Wen Qianyu's MasterCard, not knowing what else he could do for a while.

On the other hand, the little beauty who went to school to meet her tutor was stunned, and sent a screenshot of a bank text message and asked, "What are you doing?"

"The cost of living in Paris is very expensive." Zuo Yu replied.

"...you're looking forward to my departure so much, what's the rush?" Wen Qianyu was a little speechless: "Besides, I'll be paid."

Zuo Yu replied with a playful expression to get away, sat on the seat and took a breath, then sent a message to his mother and asked, "Didn't you say last time that you want to accompany you to shop around jade? How is today?"

"Be courteous for nothing." Yang Rong was obviously still kept in the dark.

Zuo Yu made up a reason: "The main reason is that my dad's birthday is coming soon, and the gift hasn't been chosen yet."

"Come on, I'm having morning tea with your aunt, pick me up later." Yang Rong agreed.

Zuo Yu always pestered his parents when he was a child, but when he grew up, he was no different from all young people, and became more and more alienated from them.

If it hadn't been for the accident this time, I'm afraid it will be delayed until one day before I can really remember to go shopping and talk with my mother in the street.

After driving to the door of the Hong Kong-style restaurant designated by Yang Rong, I saw a familiar figure walking out soon after.

Zuo Yu showed up and asked, "Aren't you going, aunt?"

"She just left earlier." Yang Rong sat on the passenger seat and complained, "I really can't sit in your broken car, it's so noisy."

Zuo Yu smiled, and deliberately asked, "Where's my dad?"

"Going out before dawn, don't you know him, workaholic." Yang Rong took out the powder box from her bag and straightened her hair: "Don't tell me anything about Wen Qianyu, I'm not in the mood to listen."

"I didn't mention it, today I just stay with you for a while." Zuo Yu stepped on the gas pedal and looked away to conceal complicated emotions.

Looking at the passing street scene outside the window, Yang Rong suddenly said, "The park over there is about to bloom."

"Really?" Zuo Yu spoke casually.

"Well, time is really getting faster every year. When you were a child, you were cute and pestered me to go roller skating there, crazy." Yang Rong shook her head and sighed.

Zuo Yu saw the wrinkles in the corners of his mother's eyes from the rearview mirror, and felt sad because he couldn't protect her better, so he couldn't help but say, "Mom, I'm sorry."

"Sorry for what?" Yang Rong was slightly startled.

"Didn't become a good son in your mind." Zuo Yu answered while holding the steering wheel.

"Hi." Yang Rong smiled relievedly: "I just hope you live a good life, other than that, I have no other hope."

The author has something to say: I always owe my parents too much in this life... It’s the weekend, let’s call my parents (*^__^*)