An Zirui's anxious voice came from behind.

Du xiatong kept walking and felt a little more comfortable.

At least, an Zirui didn't delay too long in the ward and came out.

When she spoke sour, she deflated her mouth. "Why don't you watch her eat and go?"

"When I hear that Tongtong is being bullied, can I not come out?" An Zirui's words are obviously towards her.

Du xiatong smiled happily and stopped to look at an Zirui.

"I really don't want to show off or swear sovereignty. Alas, it may also be because I'm not very good at speaking."

As she spoke, she gradually became discouraged, like a deflated balloon.

The hand was held up by someone. An Zirui smiled and looked at her, "I heard it."

Du xiatong was stunned for a moment and looked at him unidentified, "from beginning to end?"

"Of course, otherwise how can I be an honest official." An Zirui spoke proudly.

Du xiatong hooked his lips and shook his head helplessly.

"I put down the porridge, explained a few words and left. She has asthma and can't be stimulated."

An Zirui explains why she was asked to leave first.

"I see. I'll know." Du xiatong nodded and was led back to the car by an Zirui.

An Zirui looked at Du xiatong. "I have to watch our little vinegar bucket, or I'll catch it at all."

Being exposed and ridiculed by a man so impolitely, Du xiatong flatly denied, "there's no way. You're talking nonsense."

"Anyway, I just like my little vinegar bag."

Du xiatong nodded with satisfaction, "it's almost the same."

Back downstairs, Du xiatong didn't hurry up. An Zirui left her.

"What's the matter?" She doesn't know why.

An Zirui hesitated for a long time and made a faint voice: "about Qingqing and settling down, my mother and my father always hope she can come back."

It's really a bit tricky.

"What do you think I'll talk to her about it tomorrow?" Du xiatong looked at an Zirui and wondered if he would be beaten.

Zhao Qiqing's mood is uncertain recently. It's prohibitive to think about it.

The original good bride was ready to take wedding photos happily. As a result, she was disturbed by her biological parents like enemies in the past.

Thinking so, Du xiatong suddenly felt that he had a big Yali mountain.

"It seems that the death proposition of whether a best friend is important or a husband is important falls on me." She took a deep breath.

An Zirui raised his hand and rubbed her cheek. "It's not reluctantly. If we can't do it, we won't do it. After all, it's impossible for Qingqing to wipe out the blockage in her heart overnight."

"Yes, it's painful for her to have unclear family grievances." Du xiatong knows Zhao Qiqing so well that she can hold back without saying anything.

The two men discussed and decided to confess. Concealment disgusted Zhao Qiqing.

The next morning, before Du xiatong went to the office, he specially bought Du xiatong pancakes he wanted but couldn't eat.

Fu xishen likened these to junk food since she was pregnant, resulting in Zhao Qiqing less happiness.

"Why did you sneak me into your office?" Zhao Qiqing pushes open the door of Du xiatong's office and comes in swaggeringly.

Du xiatong waved to her mysteriously, "come and see."

"What?"

With that, Zhao Qiqing approached and saw Du xiatong's table with pancakes and soybean milk. She knew it for a moment and looked at Du xiatong with a surprised smile.

"Is this for me?" She confirmed.

Du xiatong nodded, "sure, who else can I give if I don't give it to you?"

Zhao Qiqing looked at her deeply when she heard the speech. "There won't be anything fishy in here, will there?"

"No." Du xiatong shook his head.

Zhao Qiqing sat down and quietly accepted the breakfast with a satisfied face.

"Du xiatong, who knows me, also said that ah Shen has completely stopped me from eating these. I'm greedy."

Du xiatong was cheap and good, "of course, you don't see who I am."

"Then tell me, what can I do for you?" Zhao Qiqing followed her words.

If anything really can't escape her eyes.

Du xiatong bit his lip, opened his chair and sat opposite Zhao Qiqing, with serious eyebrows and eyes: "have you ever thought about recognizing your ancestors and returning to your ancestors?"

Hearing Du xiatong's words, sitting opposite, Zhao Qiqing understood everything.

She hooked her lips. "Do you think I'm blinded by hatred?"

Du xiatong thought for a moment and shook his head.

"That's enough," Zhao Qiqing said ambiguously. "After a while, I need time."

She said so. It's not appropriate to ask any more. Du xiatong is satisfied.

She sent Zhao Qiqing to the door with a respectful face: "Mr. Zhao, please go."

"Go aside!" Zhao Qiqing gave her a lazy stare and looked contemptuous.

Du xiatong smiled and turned to take out his mobile phone to report the news to an Zirui.

When an Zirui received the news, he was sitting opposite an Fu's desk. "I picked a date recently and did the wedding a year ago. Do you hear me?"

"I know." An Zirui plays with her mobile phone. This scene happens to be seen by an Fu.

"Anziri, can you stop looking at your cell phone when I talk to you?"

Hearing the speech, an Zirui raised his head from the screen of replying to the message and looked at an Fu, with a slight bend in the corner of his lips.

"Dad, Tongtong said that Qingqing will contact you sometime."

Sure enough, as soon as this sentence was said, Ann's father was stunned.

He responded with a smile on his face, "really? That's good, that's good..."

Finally, there is a happy thing.

"Let your mother know. It's time to put down the stone in her heart." Ann's father breathed out.

Those unbearable memories of the past, like nails that can't be pulled out, are deeply rooted in my heart.

For Zhao Qiqing, settling down is the nail that can't be pulled out.

An Zirui has to sigh. Times have changed. Many things and people are changing, and he is no exception.

"Dad, at least it's a good thing. It's not easy for Tongtong to recognize us."

Since Zhao Qiqing inadvertently began to call her brother, he fell in love with this title full of sense of responsibility.

Zhao Qiqing's childhood was not happy at all. He was absent for many years, and so was an's father and mother.

They are eager to make up for their debt to Zhao Qiqing in their lifetime.

"Recently, I have nothing to do. I have more sense of existence in the company. Since I quit, I will take good care of the company." An Fu said earnestly.

"You're still here. I'm not in a hurry." An Zirui was tired a while ago and wanted to have a good rest.

How could an Fu not understand his mind and snorted angrily.

"When you get married, you'll work well for me." This was his last concession.

An Zirui readily agreed, "it's on me."