Chapter 252

In a few minutes when ye Qingxin was away, the waiter had already served.

Dou Wei'er and Aunt Zhang are waiting for ye Qingxin to come back and eat together.

Seeing that ye Qingxin came back, dou Wei'er picked up a fork and put a piece of noodles into her mouth. It seemed that she wanted to understand something. She swallowed the noodles in her mouth and said, "Xinxin, do you think the person who wants to kidnap you is the Yan family or the Sheng family?"

"Why do you ask?" Ye Qingxin is calm, as if it was not her who was almost kidnapped before.

"I've heard from Suo Suo. She said that you have an aunt, and you have an uncle in Yan's family. You think, if you didn't have you, the whole legacy would belong to them in the future. Now you appear in the sky. Your grandmother and grandmother dote on you so much. Your family property must be divided into you. Your aunt and uncle can do it?"

Ye Qingxin is silent.

Dou Wei'er also said: "if you put it on my head, I don't like to have half of my family property taken away for no reason. My family is ordinary and I don't have much money. The property of the Yan Family and the Sheng family is made up of 100 million yuan. Let alone half of it, one thousand yuan is enough for ordinary people's grandparents and grandchildren

When Dou Wei'er said this, she found that ye Qingxin was more and more silent. Later, she realized that what she said didn't seem appropriate. She immediately changed her tongue and said, "I just said it casually. It's not necessarily true. Don't take it seriously..."

Ye Qingxin raised his hand and shaved his broken hair. He said with a smile, "what you said is quite reasonable."

Aunt Zhang is looking at Ye Qingxin's appearance.

Ye Qingxin noticed, "Aunt Zhang has something to say."

Aunt Zhang held the chopsticks and closed her mouth a few times. She said, "it's not a big deal either. Once, when I got up at night to pour water, I ran into song Yuting, who was next to Mrs. Yan, making a phone call in the porch secretly. She said that she had to think about it. I didn't want to steal other people's privacy, but she found me..."

"... when she saw me, the expression on her face became very flustered. At that time, I only thought that I appeared behind her in the middle of the night and scared her. After listening to miss Dou's words, I thought it was wrong to think about it again."

"When song Yuting saw my expression, she was flustered when she was knocked down when she did something wrong, not simply frightened."

Ye Qingxin frowned when he heard this, and the hand holding the fork tightened unconsciously.

In my impression, song Yuting, who is around Mrs. Yan, has always been kind-hearted and kind-hearted. She is also attentive and considerate in serving Mrs. Yan. She doesn't look like a person who has bad feelings.

But there is no absolute, sometimes it is difficult to maintain the original intention, especially when there are external forces.

Ye Qingxin put down the fork, some appetite.

After thinking about it, she told Aunt Zhang, "don't tell anyone else about it. Just think that you don't know anything. Just do what you should do with aunt song."

"I didn't tell anyone," Aunt Zhang said

"But..." Ye Qingxin opened her mouth again, and her tone was a little serious: "aunt song, please take some eyes. Don't make it too obvious. Try to be more natural. If she has any abnormality, please let me know immediately."

Aunt Zhang was infected by Ye Qingxin's serious tone and nodded solemnly, "I understand."

Dou Wei'er: "Xinxin, do you doubt..."

Dou Wei'er also knows song Yuting, who is beside old lady Yan.

Ye Qingxin said: "it's not doubting, but it's always right to be careful."

About 20 minutes later, jingboyuan appeared at the gate of the tea restaurant.

Men are tall, long legged, handsome, noble and calm. Their elegant clothes show their taste and demeanor. As soon as they appear, they become the focus of the audience.

There are not many people or few people in the tea restaurant, and most of them are women. Ye Qingxin clearly realizes that people's eyes on Jing Boyuan are filled with wonder and admiration.

Dou Wei'er looked at the man who was walking with his aura and aura, then glanced at the tea restaurant and joked: "heart, you should take good care of your big boss, so that you won't be taken away one day."

Ye Qingxin smiles: "if it can be taken away, it's not worth watching."

This words say, Dou Wei Er not good spirit rolled a white eye.

Jing Boyuan didn't get close, dou Wei'er could say one or two funny words. As soon as he came to him, she counseled.

It's hard to be a man because he has a strong bearing.

Ye Qingxin gets up and looks at some dusty men, knowing that he must have come from some occasion.

Jing Boyuan didn't say a word. His deep eyes looked her up and down twice to make sure that she was unharmed. As soon as the tight lip line was loosened, a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"That... Heart, I won't disturb you, just as I remember something else..." dou Wei'er got up and wanted to leave. After that, she said "goodbye" to Ye Qingxin and Aunt Zhang casually, and then said "goodbye" to jingboyuan. She picked up her bag and shopping bag, and left quickly like stepping on a fire wheel.

"You don't have to come. I'm fine." Ye Qingxin stretched out his index finger and gently hooked the man's index finger. He shook it like a coquetry and said, "I'm delaying your business again."

Jing Boyuan didn't speak. He raised his hand to touch Xia Yeqing's hair. His palms were thick and heavy on his head. This heavy feeling made Ye Qingxin feel safe.

She took the little hand of his finger and crossed it with his index finger quietly.

Jingboyuan is acutely aware that the girl's palm is warm and moist, and his eyes suddenly sink down.

Unless the disease, a person often only in nervous fear when palms sweat.

Ye Qingxin is afraid.

Regardless of public places, Jing Boyuan extends his long arm and embraces Ye Qingxin in his arms.

Ye Qingxin hugs the man's waist and holds his hands tightly at the back of his belt.

All of a sudden, her emotion, which had been suppressed by her, fluctuated. The more calm she was on the surface, the more scared she was at the bottom of her heart.

Almost, she and the children may die today. Even if it's not so serious, the inhalation of ether into the body will also affect the healthy development of the children.

No matter what kind of consequences, just thinking about it makes people sweat.

Who on earth is going to treat her in such a vicious way?

"Bo Yuan..." Ye Qingxin's face is buried in Jing Bo Yuan '.

Jing Boyuan holds Ye Qingxin's shoulder blade in one hand and clasps the back of her head in the other hand to comfort her in a low voice: "don't cry."

Ye Qingxin knows that he is so hypocritical, but he can't control it.

In front of jingboyuan, she didn't know when to start, and gradually couldn't control her emotions, and couldn't maintain the calm and calm in front of him.

Ye Qingxin's body trembled slightly.

A moment later, jingboyuan let go of Ye Qingxin, gently wipe away the tears on her cheek, put his hand in his arms, took out his wallet to settle the account, and walked out of the tea restaurant with Ye Qingxin in his arms.

Aunt Zhang carried the package of her heart and gave it to the Heji fan's perfume.

When the three left, there was a murmur in the tea restaurant.

"Just now that man is so handsome. He looks better than those stars in the entertainment industry..."

"Mature uncle and little wife, the picture looks so loving. I can't do it anymore. I'm a girl with a big heart."

"How do you know it's a little wife? Maybe it's a little mistress."

"What do you know? Didn't you look at the wedding rings on those two hands? On the ring finger, OK? If the mistress can't be so blatant, that man looks very social. This kind of man pays most attention to the image. If he wants to wear the wedding ring, he will only wear it with his wife. "

At this time, it was more than four o'clock, the sun was slanting in the west, and the golden sun was powerless.

Jingboyuan walks out of the main entrance of the mall with Ye Qingxin in his arms. A white Land Rover is lying in the middle. There are traffic police pasting tickets.

Ye Qingxin sees the familiar license plate of white Land Rover and is stunned.

Jing Boyuan has always been strict and well-organized in dealing with big and small things. Ye Qingxin has been with him for so long, but he has never seen him stop and let go.

There must be something very urgent. He didn't even have time to park his car in the parking lot.

Ye Qingxin turns his head to the man who hugs him and comforts him. He is surprised to find that in this cold weather, he only wears a suit and shirt. At noon, he clearly wears a coat and a scarf.

The tears that had gone down flowed up my nose again.

Ye Qingxin's eyes are a little more red than before.

He came in a hurry.

I can't even put on my coat and park my car.

He should know that she hasn't been hurt. He should know that the bodyguards from the second uncle are extraordinary. They will protect her only if they trust them tomorrow.

But he is still receiving the news that she was almost kidnapped, regardless of everything in a hurry to come, this concern, let leaf heart to heart warm.

It's a very young traffic policeman who pastes the ticket to white Land Rover. Jingboyuan walks over with Ye Qingxin in his arms. When he sees jingboyuan, the little traffic policeman stops to push the ticket between the windshield and the wiper.

Jing Boyuan didn't say anything, just looked at the little traffic policeman calmly.

However, the young traffic policeman felt a heavy pressure, and his hands and feet became uncomfortable unconsciously. He swallowed his saliva and said: "this gentleman, you... Your car is not parked correctly, and you will be fined..."

He is about to be a new traffic policeman. He is not tactful enough in dealing with things and speaking.

Jingboyuan pressed the remote control button, opened the front passenger's door, let Ye Qingxin sit in, then walked around the car butt to the small traffic police, stretched out his hand from the windshield and the wiper to draw out the bill, very cultured to the small traffic police: "I will deal with it as soon as possible."

In a simple word, it reflects Jing Boyuan's respect for others, as well as his upbringing and demeanor.

The little traffic police had some accidents. The man in front of him was not easy to be provoked. He thought that this man would be as polite as those dignified people he met before.

He has just been a traffic policeman for less than a month. He always wants to show himself, but he is not as good as other old traffic policemen. Sometimes he gets into trouble with some people who are not easy to offend. Every time he is taught black and blue. Some people even call the traffic police team directly. He is inevitably reprimanded.

The man I met today looks more powerful than those he met before, and it's harder to speak, but I didn't expect to accept the ticket so happily.

On the contrary, people with real status know more about modesty and low-key than those with slight achievements, and are more open to their mistakes.