spring duck

After all, Vice President Liu is the host. Now that I think about it, Qu Yao is far more powerful than I imagined. I don’t know where to find a younger, purer and cleaner boy friend so soon. Thinking about it this way, I hug him The people in the room are not fragrant anymore, and after a few casual words, they took Han Qinyun away: "How is it, have you given up?"

Han Qinyun smiled flusteredly: "What is Mr. Liu talking about? Since I followed Mr. Liu, my heart beats only for Mr. Liu."

Hearing these words, he felt a little more comfortable, Mr. Liu smiled: "You are so sweet, I will reward you tonight." He touched Han Qinyun's buttocks, but he was thinking about when he would see Jiang Lai again.

Vice President Liu is not only a man, but also a businessman. Jiang Lai looks good and is still in school. Even in the entertainment industry, he is far more malleable than Han Qinyun, who is almost 30 years old and was born as a model.

Qu Yao rubbed his eyes, the dinner party was held outdoors, just now a gust of wind blew his eyes away, and he almost shed tears, but luckily he raised his head to look at Qu Yao wisely. "How is sir? How did I behave in front of your ex?" Jiang Lai raised his head and blinked his eyes as if begging for praise, his eyes turned red from his rubbing.

"How do you know?" Qu Yao frowned.

Jiang came to look around, pulled Quyao's arm, told him to lower his head, and whispered in his ear: "Our foreman has taught us to look at people, look at the look Han Qinyun looked at me, obviously The former Zhenggong found out that his man had found another new love, and the unbelievable regretful look in his eyes."

Qu Yao glanced at him, he doubted that this duckling had really learned to look at people, otherwise why would he be so angry every day.

Jiang Lai said again: "If he really repents and wants to be with you again, will you still accept him?"

Qu Yao looked at Jiang Lai's expectant and fearful eyes, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and his eyes softened: "Why, you don't want to leave me?"

Jiang Lai nodded. Although the husband is stingy and always tries to suppress himself mentally, but in all fairness, there are very few guests like him who are good-looking and have no bad habits in bed. He heard that some seniors have received Some customers whose sex interest is too hard to describe in words even forced a smile on their faces, which is really painful. Compared with it, it is nothing that my husband doesn’t like condoms after the first time every day.

The corners of Qu Yao's mouth raised a little more, but he heard a small voice next to his ear: "If you accept it, sir, you must tell me in advance. It is very dangerous and immoral to be a third party, so the price is too high." It will be higher."

Well, I shouldn't have asked him.

Qu Yao walked out with a sullen face: "Shut up, you."

Jiang Lai hurriedly followed, but his legs were shorter than Qu Yao's, so he could only trot: "Sir, wait for me, you haven't said whether you will agree."

"will not."

"Why? He looks so good-looking."

"Aren't you my good-looking sir?"

"It's beautiful..."

……

Qu Yao used to regard Han Qinyun as a person to spend his whole life with. He was willing to wait for the day when he was willing to get married. He didn't blame Han Qinyun for pursuing his own career. Everyone is an adult. Since Han Qinyun chose to go to Vice President Liu, There is no possibility of going back.

It can be said that Vice President Liu has put a lot of effort into Han Qinyun's affairs. This year's annual dinner invited many big investors, and it was because tonight was the official signing ceremony between Han Qinyun and Pi Xing. People said that this was Vice President Liu. He always tried his best to pave the way for his little lover.

In the first row of the auditorium for the signing ceremony, there sat a spirited old man in his 80s. He had white hair and a childlike face, and he was full of righteousness.This is Han Lai, a well-known Chinese sculptor, calligrapher and painter, and collector. The old man is not interested in investing in any movies and TV shows, and he is not ashamed of celebrities and actors in the entertainment industry, but he is able to come to the town for Han Qinyun today because his surname is Han.

What is the relationship between Mr. Han and Han Qinyun? Han Qinyun himself doesn't understand. All he knows is that his father has to call him grandpa. His father was sponsored by this grandpa when he was a child. Now grandpa is old and has no children. , his father went to see it during the holidays. To put it bluntly, after a hundred years, the old man's calligraphy and painting collections can only be passed on to their family.I heard that the old man chose the name Qin Yun, which means that he hopes that he will be a respected person who lives in the sun.But who knows that the child has embarked on a path of being sought after and living under the spotlight.

Don't look at the old man who looks strong and strong, but he has a serious stomach ulcer. He said he went to the bathroom, but he never returned to his seat.On the contrary, he was bumped by Jiang Lai who was just about to come out of the bathroom, so he gave first aid in a daze and sent him to the hospital.

Jiang Lai was obviously terrified by the situation, and directly implemented what Qu Yao said: "Call 120 immediately when you are sick", and remember to call Qu Yao when you recover in the hospital.

As soon as Qu Yao heard that Jiang Lai was in a hurry at the hospital, she ran to the hospital in a hurry, and saw Jiang Lai sitting on the chair in a daze, her lips were a little pale, and the white shirt on her right arm was rolled up, and her left hand was pressing on the crook of her bare arm. A cotton swab, and a white jade bracelet is vaguely seen from the cuff.

"What's wrong? Where is it hurt? An arm?" Qu Yao held Jiang Lai's shoulder tightly, checking left and right.

Jiang Lai shook his head, and pointed to the first-aid room with his chin: "The father-in-law inside fainted, I'll send him to the hospital."

Qu Yao breathed a sigh of relief, looked at his arm and frowned, "What's the matter with your arm?"

"The doctor said that my father-in-law had stomach bleeding, which was serious and needed a blood transfusion, but the blood bank didn't have that model. When I heard that my father-in-law had the same blood type as mine, I donated blood."

No wonder there was no blood on her lips, Qu Yao hugged him: "Fortunately, you are not injured, do you know how precious your own blood is? You must call me first, do you hear me?"

Jiang Lai nodded obediently in his arms: "The nurse gave me the bill, but I just paid back the money yesterday, so I called you right away."

"..."

Qu Yao's arms stiffened slightly, and she kept persuading herself: The little duck donated too much blood and his brain is hypoxic, so I don't care about it like him.