Yan Qingchi felt that he was now treated like an emperor, just a casual expression, and he wanted to eat apples. Jiang Moji immediately left the desk, went downstairs, and then came up again. Crescent apple.
Yan Qingchi couldn't help but give him a thumbs up, "You are so sweet."
Jiang Mozhi put the plate on the table in front of him, "You eat first, don't want to eat it for me."
Yan Qingchi took a toothpick and fed it directly to his mouth.
Jiang Mo grinned, preparing to return to his desk to continue working, and when he saw the mobile phone rang, he pulled out a text message sent by an unknown number.
"I may be in trouble, you help me, Yuan."
Jiang Mo was surprised, Yuan Ming.
He thought of the call that had been hung up by himself just before picking it up, and he was a little confused. What happened to Yuan Mingyuan?
Yan Qingchi watched him staring at the phone in a daze and asked him, "What's wrong?"
Jiang Mozhi walked back and handed him his mobile phone. "Just when I was downstairs, I received a strange call. Yuan Mingyi made a call from someone else's landline, and then I received this."
Yan Qingchi looked at the text message, "Do you want to help him?"
"He hasn't come to me for a long time, and now I suddenly send such a text message, I find it strange."
Yan Qingchi ate an apple, "If you feel relieved, you can leave this to me."
"How can I be assured," Jiang Mozhi looked at him, "you have to keep a good mood now, how can I give you such a thing."
"Did you plan to save beauty with your hero?"
"Of course not," Jiang Mo said, "I definitely can't manage this, otherwise, he should think that I still have an old love for him."
"You don't care about it, and you don't let me control it, what do you do?" Yan Qingchi looked at him. "If something really happened, believe it or not, this will surely become a thorn in our hearts."
"Either I ask Liao Sibo to ask? The relationship between them is okay." Jiang Mo cried.
"Excuse me," Yan Qingchi looked at him. "In case something happened to Yuan Mingzhang, Liao Sibo rescued him from the fire pit, Yuan Mingzhang was excited and fell in love with Liao Sibo. Then, your friends will meet This is also a large Shura field. "
"Which one to choose? It's not worth bothering my sister with this kind of thing."
"I thought of someone," Yan Qingchi said, "Even if Yuan Mingzhang was really in a fire pit and was rescued by him, he would never like him, and of course he would not like Yuan Mingzhang."
"Who?"
"Wei Lan." Yan Qingchi laughed, "If Yuan Mingzhen really encounters something, Wei Lan also has enough ability, if not, Wei Lan can find out. The key is that Yuan Mingzhen will never like Wei Lan, dare not like Wei Lan. "
Jiang Mo sneered, "This is true."
"So, go to your business. I'll tell Wei Lan about this."
"Okay, after you tell Wei Lan, don't worry about yourself, just don't know about it."
"I see, rest assured."
Yan Qingchi said that she took out her mobile phone and called Wei Lan.
Wei Lan listened to him and was a little surprised, "Isn't he with Zhou Yixing recently? Well, nothing is wrong."
"Are you all right?"
"No, I heard a few days ago that I saw him and Zhou Yixing watching a movie together. Why? Did he quarrel with Zhou Yixing? Break up? OK, I'll look it up for you, I'll call you back when I find it . "@Finity 好 文, all in
"it is good."
Yuan Mingyu texted and returned to the car, waiting for Jiang Moyu to call himself back. But the time passed by one minute and one second, and his cell phone still didn't ring. He seemed a little unbelievable. Did Jiang Moyu really ignore him? Doesn't matter him even if he knows something happened?
He couldn't believe it, couldn't bear to believe it, it must be Yanqing Pond, it must be because of Yan Qingchi's obstruction! It's him! It would be nice without him. Without him, Jiang Mozhi would still treat himself gently, and he would not care about himself. Why did he appear, why did he marry Jiang Moyu, if only he would be without him in this world ...
Yuan Mingzhang suddenly thought of something. He trembled and dialed a phone number. His heartbeat was so fast that he almost hung up the moment the call was connected.
But he held back. He shivered and said, "Brother, I have something, and I need you to help me."
On the other side, in the noisy bar, other people in the small group of Zhou Yi's behavior center saw him back, and couldn't help laughing.
"How about, Brother Zhou, have you caught up?"
"Well, we can't tell that Brother Zhou is still an affectionate species, so nervous."
As soon as he said this, everyone else laughed on the spot.
Zhou Yixing glared at him and sat down on the sofa. The princess who had been in charge of serving his shop once again gathered up and poured him a drink.
"Your brother Zhou is angry. How can I drink your wine?"
"That is, just in case the little lover sees it, it should be angry again."
Zhou Yixing was helpless, "Have you guys."
"No, brother," Qian Yu looked at him. "You really have been won by such a little star? So used to him."
Zhou Yixing sneered, "Just to appease him."
"I'll just say, brother, you don't want to look at a rotten boy who was abandoned by others. He told me all the people in the company. He chased Jiang Moyu a while ago. Jiang Moyu got married. He wants to be a junior It turned out that it was ridiculous that Jiang Moyu ignored him at all. If I said, I didn't like him either. I liked Jiang Moyu's object and it seemed to be very energetic. Unfortunately, there is a master of grass. I dare not provoke the Jiang family. "
"What does Jiang Moyu look like?"
Qian Yu took out his mobile phone and searched him. "Well, this one, which was just red and looked like a vase a while ago, is actually quite awesome. I watched his show and there are really two brushes."
"Yan Qingchi?" Zhou Yixing murmured the name, "I seem to have seen this name."
"They are celebrities, and you've seen them with normal names."
"No." Zhou Yixing thought back carefully, and finally thought, "I said how to be so familiar. When I was chasing Yuan Mingyan, he asked me to check this person."
"Ye, brother, you can't do it, Yuan Ming asked him what he did, not for Jiang Mozhang. You are all by his side. People only remember the old lover. You don't seem to have enough charm. "
"Who is his old lover, Lao Tzu is his old lover! When he chased me at the beginning, why did Jiang Moyu not see you? He did n’t come to see me through the storm, and now he ’s fine, Jiang Moyu is married , He took Jiang Mo as a treasure, and it was the best that he could not eat. "
"That is, others are always the best." Qian Yu smiled.
Zhou Yixing didn't laugh. He looked at the picture of Yan Qingchi. In the picture, Yan Qingchi was looking up at a flower, which reflected each other. Some flowers meant something beautiful.
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Zhou Yixing pulled out his mobile phone from his pocket, looked for his chat history, and then sent a WeChat message.
"Send me the information of Yan Qingchi you checked a while ago."
The other party quickly sent a folder over, and sent several separate ords, signed key information.
Zhou Yixing opened the key materials directly, and looked up. "I thought how true he and Jiang Moyu were. I went to work in a country and they got married. It turned out to be an arranged marriage."
He slowly looked down and looked at it. Suddenly a plan emerged in his mind-he was fed up with Yuan Mingzhang always comparing him with Jiang Mozhang, so it is better to let Jiang Mozhang taste this taste, if he If the subject of the person is in front of him every day, then Jiang Mozhi will be as unhappy as himself.
Zhou Yixing thought of it and felt happy. Didn't Yuan Mingzhang think that Jiang Mozhang was okay, didn't he want him to be like Jiang Mozhang? Then, he has to let Yuan Mingzhang see how Jiang Moxu, who he likes so much, lost to himself again. He has confidence in himself, after all, emotionally, Jiang Mohan has never been his opponent. Yuan Mingzhen himself is the best example.
On the seventh day of the seventh day, most companies in the country officially took leave. In view of the first day of work in the new year, Jiang Mozhi decided to return to the company.
At the porch, he changed his shoes and told Yan Qingchi earnestly, "Remember to eat the fruits just washed for you, don't drink Coke, if you have anything, call me directly."
Yan Qingchi handed the bag to him, "Okay. What can I do, I'll just go downstairs to the supermarket."
"Wear thicker, don't freeze."
"I see, Dad Jiang."
Jiang Mo grinned, and kissed him. "Think about what you want to eat at night, and buy some vegetables. I'll make them for you."
"OK."
Jiang Moyu was sent away, and Yan Qingchi watched a series of cartoons with chess and chess and said, "Baby, shall we go downstairs to buy something?"
Chess nodded and asked him, "What do you buy?"
"Buy snacks, vegetables, and daily necessities."
Chess doesn't quite understand what daily necessities mean, but still nods cleverly, "Okay."
Yan Qingchi quickly dressed him, then he also wore a coat, and Qi Qi and a scarf. He simply put on a mask, and then took the key and left.
They got off the elevator and walked out along the way. Chess took his hand, took two steps, jumped one step, and had fun.
After waiting at the supermarket entrance, Yan Qingchi found that the supermarket was not open.
Yan Qingchi was a little surprised, but there was no way around it. Some wayward shopkeepers had to rest until the fifteenth day of the first lunar month before opening the door. He looked down at the chess game and asked him, "What should I do? The door is closed."
Yan Qingchi thought about it, "Let's go to the supermarket in front, let's drive."
"Why drive?"
"Because Dad and Chess don't need to carry things, they can be brought back in the car."
"Then we have to go back?"
"Correct."
"Let's go." Chess and Chess spoke very well and said, and then jumped back in two happy steps.
Yan Qingchi placed the chess on a child seat, took himself to the driver's seat, hit the steering wheel, and got out of the parking lot.
It didn't take long for them to reach the supermarket. Yan Qingchi was relieved to see that the supermarket was open. He pushed a shopping cart and saw that there was a special seat for children in the cart, so he hugged chess.
Chess sat down obediently and didn't move, just looking at the car while looking up, it was very novel.
Yanqingchi has always been very easy to buy things, bought some snacks for the family of three, bought some vegetables, bought two toys for Qiqi, bought a bottle of laundry detergent and a few boxes of paper, almost bought Done.
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Yan Qingchi touched his head, took him a few bottles of yogurt, thought about it, and took a few more bottles for himself.
He paid, took the bag and led Chess to the elevator to the underground garage.
Chess asked him, "Are you tired, Dad? Chess and Chess can get a little more."
Yan Qingchi picked up a pack of potato chips and stuffed it into his small bag. "It's hard to play chess, chess is really good."
Chess is very happy, shaking his head and saying, "It's okay, when the chess and chess grow up, you can take more things."
"The father is waiting for Chess to grow up."
Chess made a "hmm" sound and smiled up at him.
Yan Qingchi didn't even smile, but his smile didn't last long and he disappeared.
Yan Qingchi listened to the sudden footsteps behind him, and Yu Guang saw himself and Qiqi behind him. He listened carefully to their footsteps and counted seriously, probably seven or eight people. So many people suddenly appeared without talking, just following themselves, it seemed that they had been ambush, came to himself, Yan Qingchi secretly negligent, he actually found it now.
He looked at the currently empty parking lot, slowly let go of his hand holding Chess, and let him walk in front of him.
Chess Chess didn't quite understand what happened and looked back at him.
Yan Qingchi smiled and touched his head. "Walk well and watch the way."
Chess was very obedient and turned his head and walked forward. Yan Qingchi's expression cooled down the moment he turned his head, and his hand rested on Chess's shoulder, his eyes full of anger.
He doesn't care if someone wants to target himself, but these people should never and should not involve chess. If chess is harmed because of them, either physically or psychologically, Yan Qingchi thinks, he will probably ruin the dominant player behind the scenes.