Chapter 295

This is the second time that ye Qingxin said these three words to Jing Boyuan.

She could not explain why she suddenly wanted to say these three words. Maybe Jing Boyuan felt the tenderness after the fetal movement, which touched the softest place in her heart.

This mature and steady man always puts his feelings into every action without moving his voice. Sometimes from his small details, ye Qingxin can feel this man's deep and heavy love and pity.

Ye Qingxin lies on his side, arms around jingboyuan's neck, and kisses him.

The idea came into her mind again. She spent all her life's good fortune on meeting jingboyuan.

After kissing for a while, jingboyuan opened the girl's lips and looked into her eyes, deep and gentle, full of deep doting.

"Go to sleep." He tidied up her pajamas and tucked her in.

Ye Qingxin took the corner of his lips and laughed at him. He obediently closed his eyes.

Jingboyuan came out after a bath, and the girl on the bed breathed slowly and long.

He wiped his hair and went to the bedside. He looked down at the girl's white and red face for a moment. The romantic veil was forbidden in the air, which made the girl like a sleeping spirit. Her eyelashes were long and curly, and her lips were slightly open. She was lovely and charming.

When other people are pregnant, their skin will be affected more or less, and become dull and rough. But ye Qingxin doesn't, and even smoother and more delicate than before.

Jingboyuan randomly folded the towel in his hand twice, reached out and turned off the light. When he went around the foot of the bed, he put the towel on the bedstead and went to bed. After ye Qingxin, he saw her take it into his arms.

The girl seemed to feel his temperature and unconsciously leaned against him in her sleep.

Jing Boyuan raised her head, put her arm between her head and pillow, put her messy long hair on the other side, and then held her with moderate strength.

The girl with a thin skeleton, full of his arms, at the same time, full of his heart.

The next morning.

Ye Qingxin wakes up and opens her eyes to a pair of deep eyes.

Jing Boyuan elbows on the bed, props up his upper body and looks at Ye Qingxin.

"What time is it?" Ye Qingxin rubbed his eyes.

"Six o'clock." Jing Boyuan said, lowering his head and kissing Ye Qingxin on his smooth cheek.

Ye Qingxin turns to look out of the window, and there is a faint sunlight coming in through the cracks of the curtain.

"What time did you wake up?" Ye Qingxin asked, when jingboyuan came, he brought a light fragrance of men's shower gel.

"Half past four."

"So early." Ye Qingxin almost can't remember when she got up before five o'clock last time. It should be... When she was running for money.

She sat up, turned her head and held Jing Boyuan's face for a kiss. She got out of bed and said, "I'm going to wash."

After washing and gargling, jingboyuan has been dressed neatly, and the bedding on the bed has become very regular. He is sitting in the sofa, holding a book in his hand.

Hearing the footsteps, he closed the book and put it on the tea table. He got up and put his arms around Ye Qingxin's waist.

"Xinxin, did you sleep well last night?" Two people go downstairs, Yan old lady see ye Qingxin, put down the newspaper in hand to welcome up.

Ye Qingxin holds the old man's hand, "it's very good."

"Let's go and have dinner. Grandma cooked bird's nest porridge for you. I'll drink more later."

I'm eating.

Ye Qingxin's mobile phone rings. She looks at the mobile phone on the desktop with a row of strange numbers on the screen.

Answer, "hello."

"Heart, it's me." Wen Zehui's voice came from there.

Ye Qingxin didn't expect that Wen Zehui would call her, "what's the matter?" The tone of politeness was alienated.

"I got up early in the morning and found that someone sent me some photos last night, which were intimate pictures of you and jingboyuan together. Chi Yun just called me and said that many people had received the photos, saying that your champion was not right, because of the improper relationship with the investors."

Chi Yun, one of the participating designers, is familiar with Wen Zehui.

Wen Zehui's voice continued, "those foreign designers, together with other designers, wanted to stir up the matter to the Fashion Designers Association, demanded to ban you as the champion, and encouraged me to join in. Heart, I know there is jingboyuan, and those people will surely come back in vain in the end, but once this incident starts, your design ability will be doubted by others, I think you'd better get ready early. "

After that, ye Qingxin asked, "can you send me the photos? And the number to send you photos. "

"Yes"

"Well, thank you, sister Zehui." Ye Qingxin thanks with a smile.

Hung up the phone, waiting for a few seconds, the phone rang a few times, came in three photos and a string of numbers.

Ye Qingxin opens those photos one by one, one is the picture of her and Jing Boyuan coming out of the elevator, one is the picture of Jing Boyuan pushing her back, one is the picture of Jing Boyuan clasping the back of her head and kissing her.

The quality of the picture is clear, especially in the first photo, two people can be clearly identified.

People who don't know about ye Qingxin's relationship with jingboyuan naturally think that ye Qingxin won the title only because of his improper relationship with investors.

This matter is not easy to explain, if let them know ye Qingxin and jingboyuan are husband and wife, more can't get rid of the suspicion that ye Qingxin won the crown by relationship.

Transposition think about it, if ye Qingxin in the position of others, I'm afraid that will be so suspicious.

Even, ye Qingxin himself is wondering whether it has anything to do with jingboyuan's investment in the event.

Thinking of this, she turned her head and looked at jingboyuan, who was drinking bird's nest porridge with a spoon.

Aware of her straight eyes, jingboyuan raised his eyelids to see, "how?"

Ye Qingxin handed the mobile phone to jingboyuan. "You see, it was secretly photographed last night. Just now someone called me and told me that many designers had received these pictures. Now they all suspect that I got the title because I had an affair with the investors. Many people refuse to accept it. They want to join the Fashion Designers Association and ask to ban my title as the champion..."

"So, Mr. Jing, does it have anything to do with your old man that I am lucky to be crowned this time?"

Jingboyuan's slender index finger slides twice on Ye Qingxin's mobile phone screen. After seeing the photo, his expression doesn't change. He reaches out and touches the back of Ye Qingxin's head, and says faintly: "it's OK, don't worry."

"Mr. Jing, don't avoid the heavy and take the light. Is it related to Mr. Jing that the little girl won the crown?" Ye Qingxin holds a spoon as a microphone and sends it to jingboyuan.

Jing Boyuan didn't give a positive answer, only said: "the champion is what you deserve."

Ye Qingxin hears that he doesn't want to talk more, and stops asking questions.

"What happened? What does it have to do with investors? " Old lady Yan, sitting at the table, frowned and asked.

"It's OK, grandma. It's just a little misunderstanding. Just explain it clearly. The crystal shrimp dumplings steamed by chef Lu are really good. Grandma, you can eat more."

Ye Qingxin didn't want to interrupt, and old lady Yan didn't ask. She only told her, "if you encounter anything that's not easy to solve, you should tell Grandma."

Ye Qingxin nodded: "I know."

Jingboyuan got up and said, "eat slowly."

"Have you eaten?" Ye Qingxin turned his head and asked.

Jingboyuan let out a "hum" and went out of the restaurant, taking out his cell phone from his trouser pocket to dial.

When he came to the French window in the living room, the phone was answered.

"Mr. Jing." Luo Feng's respectful and spiritual voice came.

"When my wife participated in the fashion design competition, someone took a picture of me and my wife and sent it to other participating designers with the intention of provoking their negative emotions. You should deal with it. I don't want to hear any negative news about my wife." Waiting for Luo Feng to respond with a "good", Jing Boyuan said: "check a group of mobile phone numbers."

With that, Jing Boyuan reported a string of mobile phone numbers.

It's exactly the serial number that Wen Zehui sent to Ye Qingxin. Just after having a look in Ye Qingxin's mobile phone, he wrote down the number word by word.

"Yes." Luo Feng responded.

Jing Boyuan didn't say anything more. He cut off the call and turned around. At a glance, he saw the girl standing at the door of the restaurant with her chest on the doorframe.

The girl's two big black and white eyes were shining, and she looked at them steadily.

Jingboyuan came over, passed the sofa and picked up the girl's backpack. "Have you eaten? Let's go and take you to school. "

More than half an hour later, white Land Rover stopped at gate B.

Ye Qingxin didn't speak all the way. She unfastened her seat belt and pushed the door to get out of the car. She took one foot out of the car and took it back. She took a close-up view of Boyuan, holding his face and kissing him with thin lips.

"Thank you." She said.

She heard what he said on the phone.

Jingboyuan pinched her face and said, "I'll pick you up at noon, and I'll have an inspection in the afternoon."

Ye Qingxin nodded, "don't work too tired, pay attention to rest."

Jing Boyuan smiles.

When the girl's figure disappears in the field of vision, jingboyuan restarts the car and drives to Bowei group.

White Land Rover drives directly into the underground parking lot of Bowei group, gets off jingboyuan and takes a special elevator to the general manager's office on the top floor.

As soon as he got out of the elevator, Luo Feng immediately welcomed him. "Mr. Jing, I asked the organizer for a list of participating designers. I asked someone to delete the photos in their mobile phones remotely. I have to have evidence to speak. If I don't have any photos, I can't speak without proof."

Jing Boyuan has invested in a clothing designer competition for ye Qingxin, which is of no importance to Bowe group. Luo Feng knows that he can probably guess what happened with Jing Boyuan's words.

"The owner of that number has been found out. It's a college student. I found another number of her and contacted her. She didn't use the number you provided. According to her, the card of that number and the mobile phone were lost a week ago."

"That college student's statement is true or false. I've sent someone to investigate. The number you provided is currently in the state of being unable to dial. I guess the person who sent the photo may have pulled out the card and thrown away the mobile phone, or hidden it, or even the mobile phone has been thrown away."

Since the person Luo Feng is looking for can remotely delete the photos in the mobile phones of the participating designers, he can naturally find out that the photos were sent by the serial number provided by Jing Boyuan.

The whole thing is intentional. The person who did it must not want to be checked by others, so he got a number to send photos.

"If what the college student said is true, the serial number can only be investigated here, and it is impossible to find out who sent the photos."

All the participating designers, except ye Qingxin, received the photos. Even if they had to doubt, there was no accurate object to doubt, because everyone had a motive.

While talking, they entered the general manager's office.

Jingboyuan went straight to the French window, overlooking the surrounding commercial street view.

In the Far East, the sun was hanging there, and thousands of rays penetrated through the thin blue fog of the early morning.

Luo Feng said, head down at the big desk, waiting for jingboyuan next command.

This time, ye Qingxin's person is very cunning. After editing the photos, only the upper body of Ye Qingxin and jingboyuan is exposed in each photo. The objects around them are all edited out. It's hard to judge the location of the person who took the photos.

With one hand in his trouser pocket and the other hand casually on the guardrail, Jing Boyuan's eyes twinkle with black light, which makes people unable to figure out what he is thinking.

Luo Feng looked up at jingboyuan's broad back and lowered his head again.

For a long time.

Jing Boyuan said, "let go of Gu Jiao's appointment with the person in charge of the competition and the judges. It's better to bring photos or videos."

Those designers, even if they don't have the photos, can still talk, especially those foreign designers who don't know the greatness of the world.

At the beginning, jingboyuan invested in the young fashion designer competition because she had no intention to get the news that Gu Jiao intended to bribe the judges and the person in charge of the competition.

Ye Qingxin's works have always been the most popular among buyers. The sales volume has been leading all the way. Originally, it was very promising to win the championship. Gu Jiaolai's appearance directly deprived Ye Qingxin of the chance to win the championship.

Jing Boyuan naturally can't let it go.

"You mean to use Miss Gu's business to suppress those designers' doubts about their wives?" Luo Feng suddenly.

The best way to divert people's attention from one thing is to create greater focus and divert people's attention.

Gu Jiao bribed the judges, but the champion was not Gu Jiao, or she could add some oil and vinegar and say some guiding words, which made people misunderstand that Gu Jiao had an improper trading relationship with the judges and the person in charge of the event.

This... Seems to be more interesting and topical than ye Qingxin's having an affair with investors.

That is, it's a little cruel to Gu Jiao.

Luo Feng wants to say something for Gu Jiao. Then he thinks of what Huang Weijuan did to Ye Qingxin and old lady Yan. Luo Feng closes his mouth again.

Jing general this is about, anger to Huang Weijuan this daughter head.

The mother owes the daughter.

"Yes, I'll do it now." Luo Feng took orders.

Jing Boyuan is still standing in front of the French window. The finger tip of his hand on the guardrail gently taps on the metal guardrail, making a rhythmic "dada" sound.

His eyes, slowly become more calm.

The place where Gu Jiao first met with the judges and the person in charge of the event was under the peony. There were five judges, four men and one woman. Gu Jiao made an appointment with four of them, and the person in charge of the event was also two men. It was very suitable to meet and talk under the peony.

The video and photos are easy to do. There is surveillance in the peony night club.

Luo Feng is very efficient.

In less than half an hour, a video passed wildly among the participating designers. It was a scene in which Gu Jiao, several judges and the person in charge of the competition went in and out of the peony. The title was very instructive.

"Women designers do whatever they can to win the championship. They are the judges and directors of the private competition late at night."

Those designers, who are discussing to attack Ye Qingxin, have not yet started to attack, and their goals are all shifted to Gu Jiao.

Gu Jiao is also unlucky, she is not the champion, but instead of the champion to bear the anger of others.

The reason why those designers so easily shift their target to Gujiao is not only because Gujiao's behavior has a direct impact on their interests, but also because

The evidential photos in their mobile phones suddenly disappeared quietly, which caused more or less panic to their psychology. Their intuition is that ye Qingxin is not easy to be provoked, especially the domestic designers who know the prestige of Bowei group. They all feel better than others.

The exposure of Gu Jiao just gives them the chance to vent their anger without offending the boss of Bowei group.

Moreover, the photos about ye Qingxin are gone. They have nothing to say. They can't take ye Qingxin for example. It's better to strike Gu Jiao who has evidence.

This time, Gu Jiao is acting as an outlet for those designers who have not won the crown.

The news that Gujiao's competition bribed the judges and the person in charge quickly spread in the fashion circle. There were not many high-class people in the mixed fashion circle. Although Gujiao competed with the label of Liangyan group, most people just thought she was a fashion designer of Liangyan group, and they mercilessly attacked her.

At the end of the story, everyone was shouting to let Gujiao get out of the fashion circle.

The four judges and event leaders in the video were affected, from career to family.

Gujiao knew this. It was night.

When she understood the matter clearly and smashed the crystal lamp in the room, she was sure that jingboyuan had done it.

Did he find out that she sent those photos? Or

The servant heard the movement in her room and knocked at the door.

Gu Jiao gathered her mind and easily dismissed the servant. She immediately called her assistant and asked her assistant to carry out public relations activities to save her image.

The organizer of the youth fashion design competition also took public relations measures. The next day, things were suppressed, but Gu Jiao's image was damaged. No matter how to remedy it, she couldn't get rid of the cheating label.

Once people are labeled with some negative labels, no matter what they do, they will be questioned by others for the first time.

Ye Qingxin passed two days safely.

She thinks that no matter how well jingboyuan handles her own affairs, some rumors will come out. She doesn't pay too much attention to them, and doesn't want to cause any negative emotions to herself. Every day, besides class, she just looks at the materials and conceives the design of spring and summer style in her mind.

Until the third day, during the morning break, ye Qingxin receives a phone call from Wen Zehui, only to know that her story has been covered up by Gu Jiao's video.

After hanging up the phone, ye Qingxin stands on the corridor between the teaching building and the teaching building, overlooking the school scenery downstairs.

Gu Jiao's video exposure is the work of jingboyuan.

Otherwise, how can time be so opportune.

Ye Qingxin put away his mobile phone and gently stroked his towering stomach with his right hand.

The day before yesterday afternoon, I went to have a prenatal examination and had a four-dimensional color Doppler ultrasound. The doctor said that the three babies were all very healthy, and they were almost the same size. The babies who had been slow in growth had finally caught up with the army.

"Baby, isn't dad great? With Dad, we're not afraid of anything. "

Voice just fell, a small foot kick in the belly of Ye Qingxin.

It's like responding to her.

Ye Qingxin smiles: "do you think so, too?"

"Heart, what do you say to yourself?" Dou Wei'er came from behind, "I'll show you the blockbusters that my elder sister made."

Dou Wei'er said, holding the mobile phone in front of Ye Qingxin. On the screen is a picture of Dou Wei'er. She looks up slightly at the camera, with a few strands of curly hair covering her face. Her makeup is very strong, her eyes are melancholy and charming, and she has a lot of tension and expressiveness.

"How's it going? This is just sent to me by Mr. Xiao. After I read it, I was amazed by myself. I don't even know how I put on my face and eyes at that time

When it comes to Xiao Shen, ye Qingxin can't help thinking of one woman after another beside he Jifan. She asked more: "you have a good relationship with brother Xiao?"

"Not bad, what? Do you think I should start first? " Dou Wei'er picks an eyebrow and laughs not seriously. The eyes on the end of her eyes are electrified. Ye Qingxin feels that a woman is a little hooked.

"Have you completely forgotten he Jifan?" Ye Qingxin mentions the pot of water that Dou Wei'er hasn't opened.

Dou Wei'er was heartless with a smile. She didn't care much and said, "I've already forgotten."

Ye Qingxin's eyes fell on her new Cartier Watch on her wrist. "The money you paid for this watch... Belongs to he Jifan."

"Well." Dou Wei'er didn't deny it and said frankly, "when I had a miscarriage, he compensated me for the card. There was too much money to use."

Ye Qingxin looks at Dou Wei'er's heartless appearance and frowns slightly. "Should that card be bound to he Jifan's mobile phone?"

"Well, why do you ask?" Dou Wei'er doesn't understand.

Ye Qingxin: "every time you consume, he Jifan will receive SMS."

Dou Wei'er was silent.

Ye Qingxin sees her like this, in the heart already understood, she just pretends to be natural and unrestrained, actually where really so natural and unrestrained.

If you really want to clean it, she should not swipe his card again. Every time she consumes, he Jifan receives a text message, which is also a kind of contact.