"Forget it, we can only hope that things will not come to light, otherwise I really don't know if I will lose Ann." Ling's mother's tears kept flowing down. Ling Fu sighed. He began to smoke impatiently.

Ling Yi'an stayed at home for two days. In the morning, she accompanied her father to do morning exercises and buy vegetables. Neighbors on the street would smile and say hello when they saw her, "Ann is back!"

"Hello, Mr. Zhang. Your grandchildren are so big. How lovely they are."

Mr. Zhang laughed a few times, "Ann is not big either. Do you have a boyfriend. But hold on tight. "

Ling Yi'an smiles awkwardly. Even these intellectuals who have received higher education are most concerned about the family affairs in their spare time. Gossip is not good.

"No, no, at the moment I just want to do business."

Ling Fu nodded with satisfaction, "yes. Our family is still young, so we don't have to worry about this kind of thing. "

Ling Yi'an embraces her father's arm. She laughed foolishly. Fortunately, her parents were very open-minded and never urged her to do such a thing.

In the afternoon, Ling Yi'an accompanied her mother to give her students a tutorial class. Do some teaching assistant work. So I spent two happy days with my parents.

"Ann. It's not convenient for you to take things when you go back by car in the afternoon. All the beef stewed by your father has been sent home to you. When you get home, remember to put it in the refrigerator, and the meatballs made by your father... "Ling's mother is not at ease. Just like before I left, I talked about it for a long time.

"Oh, Ma. Don't worry. I know all about it. After a while, I may be busy. This project has reached the most tense stage. I don't know when I will be back next time. You and my dad are fine at home. Remember to call me if you have anything Ling Yi'an hugs her parents and orders them to go back to the station.

Ye Qiaojin has been waiting for her at the station. Ling Yi'an sees his car from a distance and trots past.

A few days did not see, Ling Yi an suddenly found that he really miss ye Qiaojin, so even meet are run.

"I'm back." After Ling Yi'an got on the bus, ye Qiaojin reached out and clasped her wrist, gently touched the blood vessels on her wrist, and said faintly.

Ling Yi'an nodded, "thank you for coming to pick me up, but you have to send me home. My parents have sent a lot of food to my home and have to take it."

Ye Qiaojin didn't hear what she wanted to hear. She frowned slightly and leaned towards Ling Yi'an, kissing directly at the corner of her lips.

He raised his head slightly. The distance between the two people was only one fist. Ling Yi'an could even feel his warm breath.

"Do you miss me?"

Ling Yi'an pursed her lips, covered up her smile and didn't speak.

"Well?" The man lowered his voice, from the nasal cavity inside the monosyllabic, especially hook people.

"Think about it!" Seeing that ye Qiaojin's eyes are becoming more and more dangerous, Ling Yian quickly admits to surrender, otherwise he doesn't know what ye Qiaojin will do next.