"Yes, Xi Xi, I know how you feel, but Tony is still young. Have you thought about what would happen if he doesn't get used to going to China? What's more, when the time comes, you will definitely be very busy. You don't have time to take care of him, what should we do? " The Mr. Chen said.

"Dad, mom, don't worry, I'll take good care of him." Chen Xi said seriously.

Therefore, when Chen Xi returned to the studio, Mr. Chen specially came over to look for her. Seeing that she was still working on the design, that look on her face really made one's heart ache for her.

"Xi Xi, are you still designing? I saw that the lights in your studio weren't switched on, so I came to take a look. " Mr. Chen said gently.

"Yes, there is still one last design left. After it is done, we can rest." Chen Xi said.

"Xi Xi, I came to ask you, you are not returning to your country for the simple reason of expanding your career, right?" The Mr. Chen asked with a smile.

Chen Xi was startled.

"Dad, what do you mean?" Chen Xi put down the brush in her hand and asked.

"Alright, stop hiding it from me. I still don't know about you. Take everything to heart. This time you're returning back home for something else, right?" Mr. Chen asked.

Chen Xi laughed.

"Dad, I really can't hide anything from you." Chen Xi said with a smile.

"Yeah, what can escape my eyes?" Mr. Chen said.

"Dad, I'm sorry, I …"

"Alright, daddy understands you. As long as you know what you want to do, it's fine. I know you're still thinking about the people and things in the country, but no matter what you do, daddy will always support you." The Mr. Chen said.

Chen Xi looked at Mr. Chen, her heart filled with gratitude. All these years, the Chen couple had always treated her like their own child.

For Tony, it was a love of the house, and she really didn't know how to thank them.

"Dad, thank you." Other than saying thank you, she really didn't know what else to say.

"Silly girl, what is there to thank me for? Daddy only hopes to come back and see us again if he has the chance. We will be satisfied." The Mr. Chen laughed.

"Dad, what are you saying? You're talking as if I'm not coming back." Chen Xi laughed.

"Actually, you don't have to lie to me. Daddy knows that if you go back this time, it will be difficult for you to come back. Otherwise, you wouldn't insist on taking Tony away. If your mom knew, she would cry for a few days." Mr. Chen's words were very casual, but it could be seen that he was extremely reluctant to part with her.

After Chen Xi heard this, she suddenly became silent, but after thinking for a bit, she replied.

"Dad, don't worry, this is my home, how can I not come back? I'm just going to take care of some old stuff, didn't you tell me that not all mistakes will be forgiven, and not all mistakes should be forgiven? I remember when you saved me three years ago, did you tell me that?" Chen Xi said.

Mr. Chen said after thinking for a moment.

"Yes, old days? Is it something to do with Tony's father? "

Chen Xi shook her head.

"No, it's my own problem. If I don't take care of this matter, I will never be at peace for the rest of my life." Chen Xi said.

"If that's the case, would it be convenient for you to bring Tony back?" Mr. Chen asked.

"It's okay, Tony has never left me. It's better if I bring him along, mainly because I'm afraid he'll give you trouble, and I also know that you and mom are planning to go on a trip. You can't bring Tony with you, right?" Chen Xi laughed.

"Why not?" The Mr. Chen said with a smile.

"Dad, don't joke with me. Don't worry, I'll take good care of Tony."

In the end, the Mr. Chen did not say anything, and only patted her shoulder while smiling.

Watching Mr. Chen walk out of the studio, she sighed and turned on the computer. She then opened the e-mail that the Tang clan had sent her.

, she's waiting for her to see her expression.

It had already been snowing for a few days now, and the weather was unusually cold. Tang Hongbo stood in front of the French window in his office, watching the snow fly down from the outside.

"It's snowing, you know?" Tang Hongbo looked outside and said softly.

He remembered that she loved the snow the most. He didn't know if it was snowing in her city or which city she was in, so his hatred gradually faded.

He didn't know if she would come back, but he still believed that she would.

"Knock knock …" The sound of someone knocking on the door rang out.

"Come in." Tang Hongbo said indifferently.

When Meng Qingxia pushed open the door and entered, she saw Tang Hongbo standing by the window with his back facing her.

"Here, take a look."

"What is it?" Tang Hongbo did not accept it. She had gotten used to it long ago, as she had an indifferent expression on her face.

What else could it be? She already agreed to the contract with the jewelry designer named Chen Xi and will be returning to their country soon. However, she agreed to become our chief designer on one other condition. Meng Qingxia said.

"What condition?" Tang Hongbo asked.

"Because she's Chinese, she won't stay in China for long. She'll be back in France after signing the contract with us, but she said she will design our products on time every season. What do you think?" Meng Qingxia said.

After a long while, Tang Hongbo finally spoke in a bland voice.

"Since the design department has been handed over to you to manage, you are the design director. You can decide on your own."

"Sure, but you have to attend the signing ceremony and the reception. I'll say it in advance." Meng Qingxia laughed.

"We'll talk about it later. Is there anything else?" Tang Hongbo asked.

Meng Qingxia thought for a moment, then asked.

"Boss Tang, you gave me the position of Director in charge of Duan Wenyu's design, did she make things difficult for you?" Meng Qingxia asked.

Tang Hongbo turned his head and looked at her.

"You think she can make things difficult for me? I should be the one asking you, right? " Tang Hongbo had a very funny look.

Meng Qingxia laughed.

"That's true, but don't worry, she can't make things difficult for me. Besides, she's not the director, so I gave her the position of the chief designer. Isn't that enough?" Meng Qingxia said.

"Then what do you want to say?" Tang Hongbo said indifferently.

"Actually, what I want to say is that actually, she is quite pitiful …"

"Alright, what are you thinking about all day. What does her pity have to do with you?" Tang Hongbo interrupted her and said.

"Alright, let's just consider it as me being nosy. Cousin, actually, I was afraid that you'd be angry so I didn't ask you. Sister-in-law, she hasn't come back in so many years and there's no news about her. You've always been single, haven't you thought of finding yourself a girlfriend?" Meng Qingxia asked.

"You really talk so much, and you're still talking about me. Then what about yourself, the longer you grow. Yesterday, you were asking me why I don't have a father? What do you want me to say to her? Is her mother hermaphrodite or did you give her to you for the phone bill? " Tang Hongbo turned and sat on the chair as he asked coldly.

Hearing that, Meng Qingxia suddenly covered her mouth and laughed.

"You're still smiling? Tell me, why don't you let me find Chen Yiran? You're going to raise Yiyi by yourself? To be a Virgin? " Tang Hongbo asked harshly.

Meng Qingxia could not laugh anymore.

"Cousin, I know you're in so much pain, you wouldn't ignore us, right?"

Tang Hongbo sighed with a helpless look on his face. As long as he mentioned someone with the surname Chen, she would change the topic and use this tactic every time. Seeing that she looked like a Dou who couldn't even stand up anymore, he could only shake his head.

"Okay, cousin, can you not have this expression? I know, I owe Yi Yi, but I will definitely take good care of her." Meng Qingxia said.

"Forget it, this is the company. We'll talk about it when we get back." Tang Hongbo said.

"Alright, then let's talk about official matters. Should we use Duan Wenyu's or her designer during this Spring Jewelry Conference? Duan Wenyu's design has already been submitted, but has not yet been delivered for production, what do you think? Meng Qingxia suddenly asked in a different way.

"He submitted the design so quickly?" Tang Hongbo asked.

"Yeah, I saw it. There's nothing wrong with it." Meng Qingxia said seriously.

"What do you mean there's nothing wrong with it? How much of a problem is that in your eyes? Show me her design. Also, call her over. " Tang Hongbo said in a stern voice.

"Alright." After Meng Qingxia heard this, she walked out guiltily.

All these years, he had also seen Duan Wenyu's working attitude. Although she was serious, there were still times where she would deal with it.

He was always a little worried.

Ever since she had left, he had put all his enthusiasm into his work, every year, every day, and he thought it would make him forget, but it didn't, it really didn't.

He felt as if he had gone mad. In the one year since she left, he had been madly yearning for her, but at the same time, he also truly hated her at the same time.

There was no news of the birth of the child, no news of her, no idea of life or death, no idea of direction.

But the more she tried to forget, the more deep the memories were, the ones that went deep into the marrow and fused with the blood. Thinking about them would make one go crazy, once he thought that he was sick, and couldn't sleep all night, and once he closed his eyes, it was all her shadow.

It was only her and his memories that lingered. The good ones and the bad ones had all become the motivation for his current life. He knew that he couldn't live with memories, but it was easier said than done.