Chapter 585

"Just take me as an example?"

Huo Jingcheng stared at her deeply.

Her simple words could penetrate into his heart.

"Yes, now I know how happy I will be when I meet you, eh?" her smile grew bigger and bigger, and even she felt numb.

After a long time, they hugged each other and left, leaving only a fiery red rose swaying in the wind

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The other side.

Tang Xiaoran went to the company.

The interviewee is the general manager.

Her face was slightly surprised to see her slightly lame leg.

Tang Xiaoran could feel her strange eyes and unnaturally retracted her legs.

The general manager smiled: "sit down."

"Thank you."

"Married?"

Tang Xiaoran's chest fluctuated: "divorced."

"Sorry." sister Zhao apologized and asked, "do you have children?"

"Yes, a boy, with his father."

Sister Zhao nodded.

In this case, there must be no plan to have children for the time being, and she is still very satisfied.

"I read your resume. It's very good. It's also a famous school. Your painting skills are also very good. It's a rare talent, so I decided to hire you."

Tang Xiaoran was stunned.

I didn't expect to see her legs so happy.

"Thank you, but I have to think about it again."

Sister Zhao raised her mouth: "why? Are you dissatisfied with the company's environment or salary? We can talk about it."

Tang Xiaoran shook his head and told the truth: "I have gastric cancer. I may need chemotherapy soon. I'm afraid my body can't accept the intensity of work."

Sister Zhao frowned.

After thinking for a moment, she said, "I can help you apply to your superior. If your body allows, you can work in the company. If your body does not allow, you can work in the hospital. I will give you the painting and calculate the salary by piece."

Tang Xiaoran was very surprised: "can you?"

"Of course."

"Thank you."

Sister Zhao slightly hooked her lips: "you are a strong woman. I am willing to open a window for you."

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Su Zhengxiao returns to Su's house.

Jingxuan hasn't slept yet.

He sat on the sofa, his small body twisted awkwardly, and was still doing his homework.

With his long legs moving, Su Zhengxiao sat down beside Jingxuan.

The last second Jingxuan wrote well, the next second became unnatural, and the pen in his hand stopped.

"Why don't you do it? Can't you do it?" Su Zhengxiao noticed and asked.

Jingxuan quickly shook his head, buried his head in the book again, lowered his head and did it.

"Are you doing your homework or going to eat books? What's the matter with sitting upright, straight back and crooked?" he began to fiddle with Jingxuan's body.

Jingxuan bit his pencil.

I don't know what happened to my father tonight. It seems a little different from usual.

"Hungry?" Su Zhengxiao stared at him.

Jingxuan didn't speak.

Uncle Liu replied, "I haven't eaten much all day."

In an instant, Su Zhengxiao narrowed his eyes; "Are you going to strike again?"

"No!" Jingxuan shook his head: "I promised my mother to be obedient, but I'm used to my mother's cooking."

After a pause, he looked at him carefully and said again;

"I want to eat at my mother's place. What my father ate at my mother's place in those days was more delicious than here. The food my mother cooked was delicious."

Not to mention this, Su Zhengxiao is not so angry.

At this moment, he really lost his temper. He seemed to be trampled on his tail and said coldly; "If you want to eat, give it to me. If you don't eat, give it to me hungry!"

Jingxuan didn't give up: "when my mother goes abroad, I won't go, Dad, okay?"

Su Zhengxiao directly and coldly refused: "people are always insatiable and gain an inch."

So Jingxuan was silent again.

"Get him something to eat before he eats long enough. If he's angry, don't pay attention to me. I'll see how hard his backbone is!" Su Zhengxiao swept the child in the chair and warned in a deep voice.

Jingxuan was too frightened to speak.

He was always afraid of Su Zheng owl. Now he lost his temper and was even more frightened.

However, the lips of Su Zheng owl are vaguely aroused.

I called uncle Liu, told him some dish names and asked the kitchen to do it.

Those dishes are the most frequently mixed dishes by Jingxuan in Tang Xiaoran. He usually saw them and now remembers them clearly

The villa was still as quiet as before. Jingxuan wrote, and the friction between pencil and paper made a sound. Su Zhengxiao didn't make a sound, so he stared at it quietly.

When uncle Liu came out, he saw such a scene. He felt gratified.

The young master has never been close to children. It's really good to make progress like this!

After finishing my homework and eating, it's already nine o'clock.

After thinking, Jingxuan opened his mouth carefully; "Another week is my mother's birthday. Can I go there?"

birthday?

Su Zhengxiao frowned and said nothing. He just sipped the tea in his hand.

Jingxuan was in a hurry; "I'm going to spend my birthday with my mother! I spend my birthday with her every year. I don't want her to spend her birthday alone this year!"

He spent his birthday with his mother every year. He would buy a small cake and fry several dishes.

Without him, my mother would be very lonely!

Su Zhengxiao didn't answer him, but raised his hand and looked at the wrist watch, saying in a low voice; "You should go to bed."

Jingxuan has always been afraid of him, afraid of him, and afraid of him.

"Dad, I will listen to you, but it's my duty to celebrate my mother's birthday."

He straightened his back, serious and serious.

Su Zhengxiao said coldly, "you just promised me that the last time we met, now we have found a new reason. What reason do you want to use next time?"

Jingxuan didn't speak, but he was very angry and stuffed the homework book on the tea table into his schoolbag.

The little hand pulled the schoolbag at random and ran up the stairs. It was rattling because of anger and dissatisfaction.

Uncle Liu frowned and looked at him in surprise,

Father and son just got along well.

In the blink of an eye, why did the young master lose such a temper?

Su Zhengxiao didn't have much emotional ups and downs. He was still drinking tea, but he felt that Jingxuan's temperament was very like that woman.

When I was afraid of him, I was so careful that I didn't dare to say a few words.

When he lost his temper, he ignored everything and lost his temper.

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The cartoon has to go on quickly, there is no breathing time.

Tang Xiaoran is in a hurry for the painting in the company. After all, time is limited.

It's half a month before she gets chemotherapy.

She hasn't seen Jingxuan again these days, but she always thinks about it in her heart.

After eight years of upbringing, how can I put it down overnight?

But most of the time is very busy, with endless work waiting for her.

In fact, this is also very good. Paralyze yourself and miss Jingxuan will not be so uncomfortable at least.