This time she confesses

I have known for a long time that the subway in Shanghai is crowded, but I didn’t expect it to be crowded like this. Jing Huan raised his arm, about [-] centimeters away from his body, and went back with a bag of mangoes in his hand. No, to be precise, it has become mango juice now. .

The postgraduate dormitory is for two people, and the roommate has not come back yet. Jing Huan put down the backpack, threw the bag into the sink, and barely picked out three relatively complete mangoes from a bag of orange juice, and the rest were washed into the sink. sewer.

Now this season, the imperial concubine's hair is about 20 yuan a catty, Jing Huan shook her head and sighed in distress.

"Huh? You're back."

As soon as the mango was cut, her roommate Qi Mengmeng came back. She saw Jing Huan staring exaggeratedly, looking like a ghost: "How can a Fortune 500 company let its employees get off work so early."

"It's already 08:30, so it's not too early." Jing Huan handed over the fruit plate, raised his chin with one hand, and said truthfully, "I'm an intern, and I just wanted to work overtime on the first day I joined the job, but I didn't have a job."

"Too."

Qi Mengmeng tied up a piece of mango with a toothpick, and winked at Jinghuan, "Tell me quickly, what is it like to work in a big company? Are there many outstanding handsome men and women in it? And is the boss an overbearing president? payment?"

Jing Huan twitched the corner of his mouth, and smiled helplessly: "I told you to read less novels, you must listen."

"Ah? No way." Qi Mengmeng frowned, clutching her chest and grieved, "Could it be that your boss is also an old man with a big belly and a Mediterranean, oh no! Can you still make this girl dream a little bit these days?" material."

Jing Huan was slightly stunned, and fed a piece of mango into his mouth. Those few pieces of flesh just now were quite sweet, but this one was numb: "No."

Ke Qingyun is not a Mediterranean old man with a big belly, on the contrary, her hair is black and thick, her figure is slender and tall, her red lips line her fair skin, she looks more mature than seven years ago, her eyebrows are sharp, her body reveals a Strong stocks, this is probably a necessary accomplishment for being a boss, after all, his subordinates have to manage more than 100 people.

Jing Huan never dreamed that she would see Ke Qingyun again one day, and as her special assistant, at the moment she saw Ke Qingyun, apart from surprise and surprise, Jing Huan did not deny that there was something hard to hide in her heart. Joy, but this kind of surprise lasted less than half a minute before dissipating completely, because the other party had obviously forgotten who she was.

"Mr. Ke, this is the new intern."

At that time, Jing Huan was standing behind the personnel manager. She saw the woman sitting in the office. After hearing the voice, she raised her eyelids slightly and glanced towards the door. He lowered his head and said without any emotion: "Got it."

Sitting in the office, Ke Qingyun looked even stranger than the sister who rejected him seven years ago.

After such a long time, Jing Huan naturally wouldn't have any illusions about Ke Qingyun that he shouldn't have. It's just that he was forgotten by the other party. Looking back, he couldn't help but feel a little sour in his heart.

Qi Mengmeng waved her hand in front of Jing Huan's eyes, "Huanhuan, what are you saying?"

Jing Huan came back to his senses, the corners of his mouth slightly turned up, "It's nothing, by the way, I will be moving out next Saturday, and I can no longer live in the dormitory with you."

Qi Mengmeng immediately put on a bitter face, and hugged Jing Huan reluctantly, "The house was found so quickly? Uh, what should I do if you leave, why don't you move? It's a 10-minute drive. Fortunately, there is no traffic jam on the subway.”

Jing Huan hugged Qi Mengmeng's back, fearing a few times, "I don't want you too, but the company's new office is too far away from the school. Fortunately, we are still in the same city, and we can meet again on weekends. Goodbye." Sad."

Personnel informed all departments to move to the park before New Year's Day. The park is located in the high-tech development zone outside the Fourth Ring Road. It is unrealistic to go to the school to take the bus to the subway for more than two hours. Therefore, before entering the job, Jing Huan I'm optimistic about the house near the park.

"Moving to a new office, wouldn't you be working with a group of old men and women?"

The company Jing Huan works for is euphemistically called the Yangkang business group, which provides one-stop services for the elderly in accordance with international standards, but it is simply a high-end nursing home. It's not as exaggerated as Qi Mengmeng said.

Although the living area of ​​the elderly and the office area of ​​the employees are close, they are still strictly separated. In principle, idlers cannot affect the life experience of customers. After all, the elderly who can live in are not ordinary elderly. They have knowledge and status. , With background, staying in the park is to change the way of life, make friends, enrich oneself, and in a sense, it is also to fight against loneliness.

Jing Huan raised her head: "It's not very clear whether the internal staff can walk around the park."

Qi Mengmeng sighed: "Hey, I'll help you move next Saturday."

"Okay, do me such a favor, and treat you to dinner another day."

Qi Mengmeng leaned her head on Jing Huan's shoulder, and she suffered from the second illness again: "My own woman, how can I bear to see her suffering and suffering."

Jing Huan held back his laughter and disliked her: "Can you stop being so oily, classmate Mengmeng."

The two joked a few words, Jing Huan's cell phone on the table rang, it was Ke Qingyun's special assistant Zhu Sisi calling, the personnel said today that Zhu Sisi had handed over the work and would leave at the end of this month, Jing Huan will take over from her now position, so I study with Zhu Sisi all day long.

Jing Huan put his index finger to his mouth and booed Qi Mengmeng before connecting, "Hello, sister Sisi."

"Jing Huan, I'm Zhu Sisi, I remember you have a driver's license, don't you?"

Jing Huan didn't know why she suddenly asked this, and said honestly, "Yes, I have a driver's license."

"Then you go out now and take a taxi to the Citron Hotel to pick up Mr. Ke." Zhu Sisi is worthy of being a special assistant for many years, and she didn't say a word of nonsense during the whole process, "I will reimburse the taxi fare."

Jing Huan was stunned, unable to even utter a rebuttal, her mind was full of her going to pick up Ke Qingyun, and her heart tightened unconsciously.

"Mr. Ke's dinner will end at about 09:30. The car is parked in Section D of the underground parking lot. I will send you the license plate number. When you arrive, find the car first, and then send Mr. Ke home after Mr. Ke's dinner is over." Zhu Sisi continued arrange.

Jing Huan's heart was beating violently, but she still retained a sliver of reason, "Sister Sisi, who do I ask for the car keys?"

"Find the front desk."

Zhu Sisi said, "I'll send you Mr. Ke's phone number and WeChat in a while, and you can contact Mr. Ke directly when the time comes."

"okay."

Jing Huan hung up the phone, pursed her dry lips, turned her head and said to Qi Mengmeng, "It is true that a Fortune 500 company will not allow employees to leave work so early."

Qi Mengmeng was dumbfounded.

Ke Qingyun drank wine at night, and drank a lot, her cheeks were flushed, and her curled eyelashes cast a shadow on the lower eyelid, making her facial features look much softer. She has not spoken since getting in the car, and closed her eyes Leaning against the car window, her beautiful eyebrows were furrowed, looking distressed.

Sister Sisi hasn't taught how to deal with this situation yet, so Jing Huan glanced in the rearview mirror and said businesslike, "Mr. Ke, where do you live?"

"...Huh?" Ke Qingyun murmured, and slowly opened her eyes. The airtight space in the car made her a little out of breath, and her eyes were not focused. "Open the window first."

"Okay." Jing Huan hurriedly lowered all the windows of the car to the bottom, and the chilly air poured into the car in an instant. Ke Qingyun's headache was finally relieved. He moved his eyes to the driver's seat, and was slightly stunned. It wasn't Zhu Sisi who came to pick her up. , but the child.

"Mr. Ke, are you alright?"

Ke Qingyun didn't speak for a long time, Jing Huan was a little worried, turned his head to see if she was not feeling well, but was caught off guard by the other's deep and ecstatic peach blossom eyes, and his heart skipped half a beat.

Jing Huan is very familiar with this feeling. Seven years ago, she would often go to Jingyuan's room to peek at Ke Qingyun under the pretext of taking things or delivering fruits. Every time she was caught by Ke Qingyun's eyes, her heartbeat would speed up like this now.

At that time, I was young and didn't know how to pretend. If I liked it, I liked it. Everything on my face was written on my face. Now it's different. Even if my heart is beating like a drum, I can still pretend that nothing happened.

"What a coincidence." Ke Qingyun smiled and looked at Jing Huan, "kid."

It turned out that she still remembered.

It was really embarrassing and unacceptable to be rejected at the time. Jing Huan hid in bed for two consecutive nights and cried secretly. The next day her eyes were swollen like walnuts. Mother Jing just asked what was going on , Jing Huan started to cry again, but didn't say anything.

This made Jing's mother very worried, so she hurriedly asked the teacher for leave, and wanted to take Jing Huan to see a doctor. The doctor said that the child was depressed because of too much study pressure, and there was nothing wrong with it. Remind Jing Huan of her homework.

The people she met when she was young were too amazing and outstanding. Jing Huan admits that she can hardly forget this person in front of her, but it doesn’t mean that she still hopes to have something to happen with Ke Qingyun. Although time can’t help her forget everything, it can teach her to be calm and calm. decent.

"Yes, what a coincidence Mr. Ke."

In the past, she always chased after the child she called her sister, but one day she suddenly called her Mr. Ke in a serious manner. Ke Qingyun was slightly stunned, twitching the corners of his mouth, and asked: "How is Jing Yuan's grades now, should he be admitted to university this year?"

"After you gave him tutoring, his grades have been very good. This year he was admitted to University A." Jing Huan said: "My mother always mentioned you and said thank you for helping my brother with tutoring back then, so that he could excel in mathematics. I got the hang of my homework."

Ke Qingyun smiled indifferently, "What about you?"

"Me? I'll graduate next year." Jing Huan said.

Ke Qingyun raised his eyes: "Have you passed the postgraduate entrance examination?"

"Ah."

Ke Qingyun nodded, and didn't continue to ask any more questions. The alcohol dissipated, and his mouth began to feel a little bitter. He went to his pocket to touch the cigarette. When he raised his eyes, he noticed Jing Huan's gaze, and his hands paused.

"do you mind?"

Jing Huan shook his head, "I don't mind."

The smell of smoke was not choking, and even had a faint fruity smell. Jing Huan looked over in the rearview mirror, Ke Qingyun held the cigarette between his fingers, rested his forehead on the back of his hand, and gently exhaled the smoke ring from his mouth.

After a cigarette was burned out, Ke Qingyun opened the car door and threw the cigarette butt into the trash can on the side of the road. Instead of rushing back into the car, he bent over and stood beside the trash can for a long time.

What she gave Jing Huan was her back, and she couldn't see the expression on her face. After Jing Huan looked around twice, she was sure that she was vomiting, so she opened the door and got out of the car. She walked over and asked, "Mr. Ke, do you need water?"

Ke Qingyun turned his head, probably because he just vomited, his eyes looked foggy, which made him feel a little pitiful, "Call me Mr. Ke again, I'm going to be sad."

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Pre-received article: "Little Ancestor"

Mature and beautiful barber shop proprietress vs straight ball wayward rich second generation

1,

The first time Zhao Yue and Jiang Qiuwu met was in a bar. At that time, she was bored because of the marriage of her teacher who had been in love with her for many years.

Wearing a sexy dress, Jiang Qiuwu came over and asked her, "Do you want someone to accompany you?"

"Accompany me."

In the hotel early in the morning, before Zhao Yue had time to put on her clothes, the other party opened her mouth to her: "You have to pay."

It turned out to be that kind of profession.

Zhao Yue showed disdain and asked, "How much?"

"100 million!" The opposing lion opened his mouth.

The second time we met was in a market alley. Jiang Qiuwu had a slap mark on her left face, her clothes were scratched and wrinkled, and the crowd who bullied her had just dispersed. Apparently, the previous 100 million was not enough to completely solve her predicament. .

Zhao Yue stepped forward and asked, "Do you need help?"

Jiang Qiuwu looked at her and was stunned for a long time before saying: "Need."

Jiang Qiuwu is the most money-loving woman Zhao Yue has ever seen in her life. She thinks that as long as she has money, the other party will pamper her for the rest of her life.

Unexpectedly, one day, Jiang Qiuwu would return all the money, and calmly said to her: The relationship is settled, let's disconnect.

Zhao Yue's heart began to panic.

2,

Jiang Qiuwu got into trouble with an ancestor because of money, and the other party was indifferent, domineering, often making trouble for no reason, and had a bad temper.

Even so, she had to be pampered, coaxed, and used to it.

After getting along for a long time, the little ancestor began to feel sorry for her, so he greeted her well, put his arms around her neck at night, and muttered: "I'll give you all the money, you can be my wife."

Jiang Qiuwu smiled, his eyes were crooked, and it took him a long time to answer softly: "Okay."

3,

One afternoon, a dignified and elegant woman sat across from her. After taking a closer look, she smiled helplessly: "You really look exactly the same as the teacher Xiaoyue likes."

The smile on the corner of Jiang Qiuwu's mouth couldn't hold back, he bent down and said five times in a row: "Sorry."

Sorry, she shouldn't have tried.

(The age difference is 13 years old, under the age, the dog blood is stewed)