After introducing someone to the boss, I became his only favorite

Regarding the matter of entering the police station that day, Jiang Yandong never mentioned a single word to him, and Qiao Xingran didn't know how the police station handled it. The only thing that was certain was that Qiao Yuzhen didn't dare to call him after that day.

Qiao Xingran is still living a normal life, and the wound on his hand is almost healed.

He quickly packed up his things and waited for Jiang Yandong to get off work. Today Meng Tingyun called and said that he was going to eat at home, so he had to go back early to cook.

"Let's go." Jiang Yandong finished his work, glanced at Qiao Xingran who had been sitting on the sofa for a long time, and gently pinched the back of his neck.

"Okay." Qiao Xingran shrank his neck to hide, quickly picked up his small backpack and stood up.

"Let's go." Qiao Xingran followed behind Jiang Yandong, mentally thinking about what to make for dinner.

Qiao Xingran still had no future in Jiang Yandong's arms and drove home. Now his fear of driving is not as serious as before, but he still broke out in a cold sweat every time he got out of the car.

"Your medical report is out." Jiang Yandong put his arm around Qiao Xingran's shoulder and said suddenly.

"Huh?" Qiao Xingran looked up in a daze, "I should be fine, I'm in good health."

Qiao Xingran didn't think of anything wrong with him, and as he walked, he found Jiang Yandong standing still, looking at him with dark eyes.

"What's wrong?" Qiao Xingran panicked for a moment, and immediately stopped.

"It's okay, let's go in first." Jiang Yandong smiled, but his eyes were a little dim, and he walked towards Qiao Xingran with his long legs.

"Okay." Qiao Xingran nodded, and immediately followed his pace.

As soon as he entered the yard, Demu wagged his tail and straightened his legs, and Qiao Mei also twisted her buttocks and stepped forward to pull Qiao Xingran's trousers.

"Why are you so happy today?" Qiao Xingran knelt down and patted the heads of the two dogs respectively.

"You are back?"

A female voice sounded from inside the door, Qiao Xingran looked up, Meng Tingyun in a long navy blue dress was standing by the door, holding a small basin in her hand.

"Auntie." Qiao Xingran smiled subconsciously, she didn't expect Meng Tingyun to arrive so early.

"Mom, why are you so early?" Jiang Yandong stood beside Qiao Xingran and looked up at her.

"I got off work early, so I came here." Meng Tingyun glanced at him, with a smile on her lips, and turned her gaze to Qiao Xingran, "Xingran, come in quickly, I cooked big bones for two dogs, and I plan to give them They grind their teeth, but I don't know how to put this medicine powder."

"Okay, let me take a look." Qiao Xingran let go of sister Qiao in her hand, and stood up on her knees.

Jiang Yandong also followed Qiao Xingran into the house.

"I'll go upstairs and change first," Jiang Yan said.

"Go, go." Qiao Xingran said, and walked to the cabinet where the dog supplies were kept, and found the probiotic powder.

"Just put a spoonful of this one at a time, and the German Shepherd's portion will be more."

Qiao Xingran squatted on the ground with Meng Tingyun, opened the lid of the jar of probiotic powder, took a spoonful of powder with a spoon, and put it into a smaller basin.

"Is it enough to just stir it into the meat?" Meng Tingyun asked after seeing Qiao Xingran's skillful movements.

"Well, just let it cool down a bit and then put on gloves and grab it evenly."

Qiao Xingran took another full spoonful and put it into the big basin, then took out the gloves and grabbed it evenly.

Two pieces of meaty bones were placed in front of the two dogs, and Qiao Mei immediately flicked her short tail excitedly, almost burying her head in the basin.

Compared to sister Qiao, Strong, who was covered in military dogs, was obviously not so stupid. He stuck out his tongue and glanced at Qiao Xingran, and only started to gnaw on the bones after receiving instructions.

"Strong is so polite, I still like sister Qiao better." Meng Tingyun stood aside with a smile and watched them eat, and sighed sincerely.

Qiao Xingran immediately smiled when he heard her words. He heard from Jiang Yandong that Strong was a military dog ​​who was only one year old when he came to Jiang's house, because his original owner was sent to perform a mission, and Strong refused to accept the new owner. , so Jiang Yandong adopted it.

"Sister Qiao doesn't understand anything, she just wants to sleep and eat delicious food every day."

"No, it's good like this. Strong's personality is just like Yandong's, very boring." Meng Tingyun complained a little.

Qiao Xingran didn't expect Meng Tingyun to say that about Jiang Yandong, he watched Qiao Mei wheezing, clenched and loosened her palms, and it took a long time before he mustered up the courage.

"I don't think so."

"Huh?" Meng Tingyun was a little puzzled, but she still turned to look at him with a smile.

"I don't think there's anything wrong with the boss's personality." Although he sometimes teases himself, he doesn't hate him.

"is it?"

A deep and familiar voice sounded behind him, Qiao Xingran raised his head, met Meng Tingyun's smiling eyes, reacted instantly, lowered his head again, his ears were slightly red.

"What are you talking about, you're talking about me." Jiang Yandong had already changed into home clothes, and walked over with a chuckle, gently pinching the back of Qiao Xingran's neck.

"No……"

"Xingran said that he thinks you have a good personality."

As soon as Qiao Xingran uttered a word, Meng Tingyun immediately interrupted him with a smile, and even raised an eyebrow at him.

"Qiao Xingran, do you really think so?" A smile appeared in Jiang Yandong's eyes, and he put his hands on his shoulders, looking at the reddish ears of the other party in a good mood.

Qiao Xingran lowered his head, the temperature on his face gradually rose, Jiang Yandong put some heavy arms on his shoulders, his face was very irritable.

Suddenly there was a warm touch from the tip of the ear, Qiao Xingran trembled, and the pinched earlobe quickly turned red, as if bleeding was about to bleed.

"I'm going to cook first."

Qiao Xingran could clearly feel the cedar fragrance on the opponent's body, and her heartbeat became more and more violent, and finally almost fled in despair.

Running wildly all the way into the kitchen, Qiao Xingran leaned against the door, the temperature on his face lingering, he covered his chest, and gently closed his eyelids.

He felt like his heart was going to break.

Outside the door, Meng Tingyun and Jiang Yandong both stood calmly, looked at Qiao Xingran's fleeing back, and smiled meaningfully.

"The progress is good, and it can make people shy." Meng Tingyun walked over and patted her son on the shoulder, her eyes full of approval.

"It's still a little far away, but it's coming soon." Jiang Yandong rubbed his fingertips, there was still a greasy touch on them, he slightly hooked his lips, and his eyes were full of smiles.

"I support you!" Meng Tingyun made a cheering gesture at him.

Jiang Yandong was a little helpless towards his mother, Qiao Xingran's shy expression appeared in his mind, and he felt much happier.

Qiao Xingran calmed down and began to cook seriously. He finished the meal in less than an hour.

He put all the dishes on the table, took bowls to serve the rice, and then poked his head and called them to eat.

Aunt Lin asked for leave today, there were only three of them at home, and Qiao Xingran only placed three pairs of bowls and chopsticks.

"Wow, I'm going to have a good meal again today." Meng Tingyun washed her hands, wiped them with a tissue, looked at the dishes on the table, and said pleasantly.

"Which day do you have no luck?" Jiang Yandong chuckled, and stretched out his hand to help them pull the chair away.

"That's not as good as you. I found that during the time Xingran lived with you, your complexion has improved." Meng Tingyun stroked her skirt and sat down.

Qiao Xingran heard their conversation, and stood aside with a flushed face, and waited for them to sit down before taking off their aprons and hanging them up.

Their table manners are very good, eating is also pleasant to the eyes, and sometimes they chat about family affairs, so that the meal does not become too boring.

"Xingran, did you know about it before the JMA International Jewelry Design Competition?"

Qiao Xingran froze for a moment, then nodded, and put down the chopsticks in his hand.

"I knew a little bit about it before."

"Are you interested in participating?"

"Me?" Qiao Xingran suddenly opened his eyes wide, looking at the smile on Meng Tingyun's face, it didn't seem like he was joking.

"Yes, Yandong showed me your design draft before, and I think you are qualified to participate in this competition."

"I can't do it. I only studied in college for two years." Qiao Xingran lowered his head in frustration. Although he likes designing, he still knows how good he is.

"Since my mother recognizes your level, why don't you try it?"

Jiang Yandong glanced at Qiao Xingran and agreed.

"Yeah, this competition is not as difficult as you imagined. I used to be the world champion for three consecutive years." Meng Tingyun smiled and persuaded her earnestly.

"If you don't understand, there is an international jewelry designer here to guide you." Jiang Yandong stretched out his hand to touch Qiao Xingran's long hair, and said softly.

Qiao Xingran opened his mouth, looking at the plate of fried clams in front of him, hesitant.

In fact, he knew about this competition when he was very young. He once participated in the local youth group and won the championship.

But after his parents had an accident, he didn't have the energy to participate in the competition, but he would pay attention to it silently.

He also knew through this competition that Meng Tingyun's reputation did not go out to look for photos, but he heard many seniors mention it. Later, he found some of her portfolio and became her fan.

Now this person is sitting in front of her, convincing herself to participate in the competition with her son.

"Let me think about it." Qiao Xingran smiled.

"Alright, think about it carefully. If you have time, go and see the theme of this competition. If you have any doubts, we will solve them together." Meng Tingyun breathed a sigh of relief, and a smile appeared in her eyes.

"Okay, thank you, Aunt Meng." Qiao Xingran frowned and smiled sweetly, with two faint dimples appearing at the corners of her mouth.

"You're welcome, let's eat."

After eating, Meng Tingyun left. Qiao Xingran turned on his small second-hand laptop and waited for a long time before it turned on successfully. He immediately clicked on the official website of the JMA competition.

The computer is too old, and it runs a little slowly. Qiao Xingran watched the circle for a long time before the picture slowly emerged.

The design theme of this year's competition is "Metamorphosis". Qiao Xingran saw that the prize money for registration was as high as $4000000.

"Metamorphosis is a process of sublimation through a period of cocoon sealing or flame refining, which brings beautiful changes. The process of metamorphosis brings us expectations, just as every piece of jewelry is forged and polished in the production process, and gradually becomes dazzling. Eyes; just like jewelry designers and craftsmen go through continuous training and finally achieve success."

Qiao Xingran looked at the interpretation of the theme on the screen, and remembered the theme when he participated in the youth group - "Zhuhui".

He moved the mouse to the red cross in the upper right corner of the page, and after a long time, he accidentally clicked the button to download the registration form.

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I was wondering if anyone read the article, I have no energy recently!But I still have to rush, even if there is only one reader, I have to update on time, woo woo woo~