The sun shines on them quietly, covering the two lovers. Lan Qing's body is full of intoxicating warmth. The autumn sun is not as warm as summer, but with comfortable heat, Li Qingning's whole body is almost melted, like a milk sugar, quietly melting.

At this time, the mobile phone on the bedside table is out of place.

She laughed, pushed him on the chest and said, "go and answer the phone first." His face was soaked in happiness.

Lan Qing reluctantly let go of her, went to the bedside table, leaned over to pick up the phone, pressed the answer button and put it in her ear.

She looked at his side face, his expression is always light, gently "MMM" a few, and then frowned up, said: "need I fly to meet you?" Then his eyebrows gradually spread out, and after a few faint answers, he hung up the phone.

Li Qingning seems to have guessed something, with a little uneasy in his eyes and asked: "what happened?"

He went to her, took her hand, put her hand in the palm of his hand, and shook it, saying: "nothing, it's my mother. She's not very well now. She said that she would come back tomorrow to take care of herself. In the future, you should understand my mother who lives together. You should bear with her a lot. Now she is... Not very well, after all. "

"Of course..." with a gentle smile in her eyes, she held his hand in her backhand and tightened it tightly. She said, "I'm your wife. Of course, I have to take care of her like you. You can rest assured."

He said nothing more and hugged her with a smile.

Love, probably love you, also love your family, but it is always full of restlessness and helplessness, gradually, accustomed to fear, accustomed to everything unknown become numb.

The next evening, Lan Qing sent his car to pick up Mrs. LAN and parked it in the courtyard of the villa. Li Qingning had been waiting in front of the gate in the early morning. After seeing the Lincoln RV coming in, he went up to the villa gate for the first time.

Mrs. LAN still looks very elegant. She is wearing a purple red Chinese style dress. The buckle at the neckline looks very exquisite. The complex and noble pattern of her shawl sets off her different temperament.

What distinguishes her from other ladies is that her eyebrows are always full of heroism. She has accumulated the shrewdness and sharpness of many businessmen in her business over the years.

When she looked at Li Qingning, her expression was no longer as sharp as it was at the beginning, but her superior temperament seemed to be inborn and she didn't pay attention to anyone around her.

"You've come back. It's been a hard journey." Li Qingning rushed to squeeze out a look of the most natural and clever expression to meet her and reached out to help her.

But Mrs. LAN didn't seem to be used to such intimacy. She just nodded to her, which was regarded as a response to what she had just said. However, her two hands arranged her shawl and went inside.

The smile on Li Qingning's face flashed a trace of embarrassment. Then he took back his hand hanging in the air and hung on his side. He still maintained that kind of smile and followed her to the villa.

"Isn't Lan Qing here?" Li Qingning was thinking about something. After hearing her question without any ups and downs, she quickly raised her head, looked at her side face and replied politely, "Oh, he didn't tell you that today's board meeting is held in the company. He may come back later, so he can't pick you up in person."

Mrs. LAN didn't say much, she just nodded.

Li Qingning personally accompanied her into the living room, then sat on the sofa opposite her and bent over to pour the black tea she had made before.

But Mrs. LAN frowned and said, "these things are all done by servants. Since you are the wife of the LAN family and the wife of the president of the LAN family, you can't do everything. You still have to have the necessary airs. Don't let people think that our LAN family is a casual small family. Don't you understand these things?"

Li Qingning took back her hand and sat up straight, but still nodded obediently.

As if to see the embarrassment and unnaturalness in her expression, Mrs. LAN leaned over to take the cup of black tea, took a SIP to her mouth, and then said faintly, "I'm over there. I've heard about you and Feng's family. It's so far. I'm so sad."

Li Qingning raised her eyes in surprise and looked at the woman opposite. There were some shallow wrinkles on her eyes, but her face was still wearing delicate make-up. She still looked ten or twenty years younger than her actual age.

She didn't expect that Mrs. LAN would say such words, which could be regarded as consolation. She could not help but feel warm in her heart. The smile at the corner of her mouth was a little more natural, and she said softly, "thank you, madam."

Her words just export, see Mrs. Lan's expression again have a trace of displeasure, "since marry with Lan Qing all so long, you also should change to call my mother, how?"? "No?"

Li Qingning quickly waved his hand and said, "Mom, I'm sorry, I'm a little nervous."

At this time, Xiaohong came downstairs with Lansheng in her arms and said with a embarrassed face: "madam, the young master has been crying, and I can't help it..." then she turned her head and bowed respectfully to Mrs. LAN and said: "madam, you are back."

Li Qingning quickly stood up to pick up the child, gently shook a few times, patted him on the back, whispered a few words of comfort in his ear, and the cry gradually weakened.

At this time, Mrs. Lan also stood up, went to her side and pulled Lansheng's little hand. Her expression became a little more pleasant than before, and even her voice softened. She took off her shawl and motioned for her to give the baby to herself.

Li Qingning carefully patted Xiao Sheng on the back, and then handed him to Mrs. Lan's arms, for fear that he would cry and make Mrs. LAN unhappy.

But at this time, Xiao Sheng seemed to know her mind very well. She blinked her big eyes and looked at the strange face in her arms. She didn't cry. After a while, Mrs. LAN reached out to tease him. He blinked his big eyes and showed a cute smile, which made Mrs. LAN like it more and more. She held him in her arms and didn't let go.

As like as two peas in the arms, she suddenly felt some emotion and could not help but say, "this little guy is exactly the same as Lanqing when he was little."

"Yes, people say that children are more like fathers." When she heard Lanfu's words and spoke calmly, Li Qingning seemed to have won the first prize. Although her tone was calm, her eyes were full of excitement. After all, it meant that her life might be better in the future.

Mrs. LAN gently shakes the little guy, as if holding a priceless treasure in her arms, but her eyes seem to be a bit deep, as if in memory.