Chapter 190

Ye Qingxin looks up at the tall and straight man beside him.

She is not sure if Jing Boyuan is aware that she needs to be calmed when she says so, but it is undeniable that her mood has become extremely bright because of his sentence, "I accompany my wife to come to the company to get something.".

She could hear that Jing Boyuan was warning Xiao Lian.

Ye Qingxin turns to Xiao Lian, smiles and shouts politely: "sister Xiao."

There is no proud oath of sovereignty over jingboyuan, there is no downfall, jingboyuan completely toward her, she has been in the upper hand, now just stand beside him and smile.

Xiao Lian looks at the couple in front of her.

The man's face is calm and serious, the temperament is extraordinary, the girl is slim and graceful, quiet and beautiful, and the picture is extremely harmonious.

For a moment, Xiao Lian smiles slowly.

"I heard that you are going to have a wedding. Congratulations."

Ye Qingxin laughed just right, neither humble nor exuberant, "thank you."

The elevator door opens on this floor. There are several people inside.

Jingboyuan embraces Ye Qingxin and gives way to Xiao Lian. His polite behavior shows a man's self-cultivation and graduation.

He lets go of Ye Qingxin, carries two boxes of clothes into the elevator, turns around and leads Ye Qingxin in again. The trivial scene can make people feel that men care and value girls.

The elevator goes down slowly. Jingboyuan keeps Ye Qingxin in his arms. That corner is like a harbor, protecting Ye Qingxin from being crowded by outsiders.

Xiao Lian is standing behind them. Someone accidentally touches her next to her. She moves to the side, but accidentally touches someone on the other side.

People in front of her never look back to care about her, even if it's just a courtesy between ordinary friends.

The elevator soon reached the first floor.

Two of the three walked out of the building.

Xiao Lian's eyes, jingboyuan like an assistant, help Ye Qingxin carry two boxes, ye Qingxin like a child, tightly grasp jingboyuan's clothes.

In the parking lot, jingboyuan puts the box into the trunk and helps Ye Qingxin open the front passenger's door. Ye Qingxin naturally enjoys his considerate service.

Or, she has been used to the man's thoughtfulness.

"Bo Yuan, I have something to ask you. Can I have a chat alone?" Xiao Lian is not comfortable. She steps forward and looks at Ye Qingxin. With some imperceptible provocation in her eyes, she asks, "do you mind?"

Ye Qingxin understands Xiao Lian's eyes.

If she does not agree, it will appear that she is not sensible. If she agrees, she must be uncomfortable.

Thinking about it, ye Qingxin smiles and says to Xiao Lian, "Boyuan and sister Xiao grew up together. Naturally, your friendship is thicker than others. If you have something to talk about, why ask me for advice? Is sister Xiao afraid that I will be jealous? I'm not so careful. If I even eat the vinegar of my husband and ordinary friends, wouldn't I drown in the vinegar jar? There are so many young and beautiful women around Boyuan... "

These words not only put Xiao Lian in a correct position, but also show Ye Qingxin's understanding and magnanimity. At the same time, they satirize Xiao Lian without any trace.

Even though Xiao Lian is beautiful and noble, she is no longer young.

Beauty is a kind of capital for women, so is youth.

Xiao Lian looks at Ye Qingxin and her lips are tight.

She knows that she is not young. Sometimes she smiles in front of the mirror, and the crow's feet on the corner of her eyes are shocking, and high-end cosmetics can't cover them.

Looking back at Ye Qingxin in front of her, the little girl's skin seems to be tender enough to drip water.

Xiao Lian was young, and her skin was as tender as ye Qingxin's. in her beautiful and young years, Jing Boyuan had never been attracted to her. Now that her youth is fading away, can he still have feelings for her? To tell the truth, Xiao Lian didn't believe it.

Just some doubts, trapped her for a long time, she wants to know the answer.

Xiao Lian turns around, walks to the fountain nearby and stands still. Looking back, she happens to see jingboyuan protecting Ye Qingxin's head and letting her sit in the scene of CO pilot.

Xiao Lian looks at Jing Boyuan's tall body and helps Ye Qingxin fasten his seat belt; Watching jingboyuan close the car door and watch the car window slowly fall, ye Qingxin leans out his head and says something to jingboyuan with his pure and moving little face. Jingboyuan raises his hand to touch the top of the girl's hair, smiles and acts intimately.

It was jingboyuan that Xiao Lian had never seen before.

Thinking of the last time I said to Ye Qingxin in the elevator of Jinghe hospital, "because jingboyuan is too old-fashioned and boring, I broke up with him." how did ye Qingxin hurt himself? Ye Qingxin says that jingboyuan is not old-fashioned with her at all.

Not only is it not old-fashioned, but also there is the tenderness that Xiao Lian has never experienced.

Xiao Lian looks a little trance.

"Let's be frank." Jing Boyuan came by with one hand and stood one meter away from Xiao Lian.

The distance of alienation and Appropriateness.

Xiao Lianshou looks back at Ye Qingxin and looks at jingboyuan. There is no expression on his face, and the tone of his mouth shows the coldness of business.

The thick Cougar with a deep root is delicately painted, and the delicate eye liner is slightly picked up, showing the charming and amorous feelings of the mature woman.

Then raise your eyes, black and white eyes full of confidence, the corner of the mouth smile, intellectual elegance.

"Boyuan, I can't figure out for so many years that you don't like me. Why did everyone say that we are friends and girlfriends in University, but you never refute? Do you know, just because you don't refute, I think you like me, you give me hope. "

"Then he broke my hope and threw me down from a high place. If it wasn't for the big fall that made me hurt, I would not agree to Monet's pursuit when I was sad, let alone..."

Not to mention sleeping with Monet that night, leading to unexpected pregnancy and having to marry him.

Later, Xiao Lian couldn't speak to Jing Boyuan.

Jingboyuan holds the car key in his leg side hand. After listening to Xiao Lian's words, his expression doesn't change, and his voice is indifferent: "that's it."

Xiao Lian was so flustered by his careless expression that he kept silent.

Jing Boyuan's eyes calmly looked at her and answered her previous question: "it doesn't matter."

Xiao Lian was stunned.

She has been puzzled for more than ten years, only changed four words: it doesn't matter.

Because it is not important, there is no need to explain.

"Listen to Xiao Yan, Monet chased you to China. How about others? You have been with him for more than ten years and are more qualified to judge than outsiders. You should pay attention to the people you should put. Don't forget that you have two children. You should also think about them. You were willful and reckless more than ten years ago, and you will do whatever you want after more than ten years?"

Jing Boyuan's words, with the meaning of exhortation, also have the element of concern in it.

We have known each other for nearly 30 years. We don't know how much friendship we have, but we are not strangers. There is Xiao Yan between them.

Jing Boyuan said, leaving a sentence: "take care of yourself." Turn to white Land Rover.

Xiao Lian stares at the direction of the white Land Rover's departure, getting smaller and smaller in the traffic flow, and finally disappears.

I don't know how long it took, the phone rang.

Leng for a while, she stepped back two steps, and slowly sat down on the edge of the fountain. The wind was a little strong, and the curly hair hanging from her ears almost rolled.

The cell phone is ringing persistently.

After a while, Xiao Lian moved her dry eyes, took out her mobile phone from her bag and looked at it. Ch was quietly on the screen é RIE (French, dear).

Suddenly she was in a trance.

Nearly a year after her divorce, she hasn't changed her name to Monet.

Hesitating, she hung up and pressed the button to turn it off.

She didn't forget why she divorced. Monet inherited his father's family company and met a 20-year-old Chinese student who was studying abroad. Monet was so excited that Xiao Lian bumped into two people at the door of the hotel and came out from them.

At that moment, she suddenly thought of jingboyuan.

Jing Boyuan, a man with an old-fashioned and serious character, can't have an extramarital affair.

She had a big fight with Monet, didn't listen to any explanation from him, and divorced cleanly, leaving her two children to return home with a warm blood and little invisible hope.

Just at this moment, she suddenly some don't know oneself at the beginning to rush back home, exactly is for what?

“Isla？” A familiar male stereo is in Xiao Lian's ear.

She drew her mind back from the past, turned her head and looked at it. She was stunned for a moment. She immediately laughed and stood up to say hello: "Mr. Xiao."

Xiao Lian once cooperated with Xiao Shen abroad.

Xiao Shen has an SLR hanging around his neck. Seeing Xiao Lian, he was surprised and surprised. "I'm going to shoot a group of characters, but I haven't found a suitable model. Do you know if Isla is interested?"

No one can be a model under the lens of a big photographer. Xiao Lian was surprised by Xiao Shen's invitation. "I'm very happy, but I don't know why Mr. Xiao chose me."

Xiao Shen looked at her and said honestly, "the confusion and loss you just showed is just what I need. I don't think anyone is more suitable than you. I'll never forget the expressiveness and tension of your last cooperation under the camera."

Xiao Lianxiao: "well, I wish us a happy cooperation."

The sky, which has been gloomy for a long time, is suddenly filled with snowflakes.

Ye Qingxin sits in the front passenger's seat, with a seat belt on his chest. His fluffy down jacket is tightened, and his chest shape looms out. It has the magic that people can't move their sight at a glance.

Yu Guang caught a glimpse of the snow flying everywhere with the wind outside the window. His brow was slightly tightened. "It's snowing."

White snowflakes fall on the windshield, some hinder the line of sight. Jingboyuan turns on the wiper, eyes slant to the end of the eye, and glances at Ye Qingxin.

"Don't like snow?"

"Not either." Ye Qingxin raised his hand across the window and stroked a snowflake sticking to the window. He watched it melt into a small water droplet and said, "I don't like wet weather. It's cold and humid when the snow melts. It's uncomfortable."

After a pause, she said, "but fortunately, the weather in the north is dry and the humidity won't last long."

The snow outside is falling more and more, covering the whole city in white, and the scenery in the distance becomes blurred.

"What classes do you have in the afternoon?" Asked Jing Boyuan.

Ye Qingxin almost blurted back: "two elective courses, two PE classes."

Jing Boyuan nodded slightly, remained silent for a moment, and said: "let Suo Suo ask you for leave in the morning, and rest for half a day in the afternoon."

Ye Qingxin was stunned for a moment, and reflected Jing Boyuan's meaning. He couldn't help laughing, "teacher Jing is encouraging me to be absent from class? It's not the right thing to be a teacher. It's easy for you to teach bad students. "

Jing Boyuan put his right hand on Ye Qingxin's leg and kneaded it gently. "It's broken. I don't mind if it's a little worse."

There is something to be said.

Ye Qingxin understood his allusion, and his ears turned slightly red. He turned to look out of the window at the white snow curtain. His eyes and eyebrows were blushed, but his lips could not stop rising.

White Land Rover drives directly into the underground parking lot of Bowei group, and there is an elevator leading to the general manager's office on the top floor.

Jing Boyuan is the chairman of the board of directors of Bowei group and concurrently the executive president.

This is Ye Qingxin's third visit to jingboyuan's office. After passing the Secretary Desk of the general manager's office, Secretary General MI and other secretaries all stood up to greet jingboyuan, and then called out to her: "Mrs. Jing."

Ye Qingxin is learning the appearance of Jing Boyuan, smiling and nodding to a few people. The posture that she takes up really has the appearance that the hostess of Bowei should have.

Behind her, a young man Ye Qingxin had never seen helped her carry two boxes. Just as she was in the underground parking lot, as soon as the car stopped, the man appeared, opened the door for her and helped her carry the boxes.

The young man put the box down, bowed his head respectfully and stepped back.

Ye Qingxin looks at the solid wood door of the office with strict eyes. The young man is dressed in suits and shoes, and his hair is shiny. He looks like a new elite in the workplace.

"Which department is that man from?" She put her carry on bag on the sofa and walked to the rest room behind jingboyuan.

"Security."

In the rest room, Jing Boyuan answers, taking off his coat and hanging it in the closet, taking off his scarf and folding it neatly into the drawer under the closet.

Subtle action, showing a man's rigorous style.

When he took off his coat, he was wearing a navy blue suit and a silver gray tie with a formal double cross knot. He looked solid and steady, which matched his thick shirt. The lower end of the tie just touched the belt buckle, giving people a sense of solemnity and dignity. The aura of a successful business man emanated from him.

He turned his head and saw Ye Qingxin standing against the doorframe. He said to her, "come here and take off your coat."

The temperature difference between indoor and outdoor is large, so it's easy to get cold if you don't take off your coat indoors.

Ye Qingxin is still stunned in his "security department". Big groups are different, and the staff of the security department are different.

She pulled the button of her down jacket, pulled the chain and walked over, "the lowest standard for recruitment in your company should be undergraduate, right?"

Jing Boyuan took a look at her, "you have this education background. You can enter the cleaning department after graduation."

Ye Qingxin: "are you too striking? At least I graduated from the first university, so I can only work in your company? "

Jing Boyuan helped her take off her down jacket, took the hanger to hang it next to his coat, took off the scarf from his neck, folded it, put it in the drawer and piled it on top of his scarf.

Ye Qingxin looks at nature's action, and a strange feeling suddenly springs up in his heart. It seems that they have lived for a long time, and these trivial things have been integrated into his subconscious.

She stepped forward and hugged the man's thin waist.

"Although I am not qualified to work in your company, I am qualified to work for you. Compared with those highly educated employees under you, I am a little more powerful, don't you think?"