Nine Zero Little Daughter-in-law

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Yan Wanqing who finished acupuncture for Xiaoyan was exhausted.

It was the little guy's first acupuncture and he was a bit uncooperative during the process, so Yan Wanqing had to keep an eye on him all the time.

For six full hours, except for a break at noon, Yan Wanqing's mental state has been highly concentrated.

Sister Ning felt a little distressed when she saw Yan Wanqing's sallow and haggard face.

"Wanqing, I think your condition is not very good, or else don't leave tonight, just rest here!"

"No, Sister Ning, Auntie is still waiting for me at home."

Yan Wanqing put away the acupuncture supplies, and looked at Gao Xincheng and his wife who were helping Xiaoyan get dressed.

"When you come next time, bring some thick clothes to cover his head, so as not to let him catch cold."

"In addition, I'll give you another prescription, decoct the medicine for him to drink every day, and if you do both, he will heal faster."

"it is good."

"Come here for acupuncture tomorrow or at today's time. From Monday to Friday, I will look at the course schedule and give you time."

"it is good."

Ning Liqun insisted on sending Yan Wanqing back, but Yan Wanqing refused. She saw a bicycle parked in front of Ning's house, and a person Yan Wanqing knew very well was sitting on it.

A cluster of surprises jumped out of Yan Wanqing's beautiful eyes,

"Thank you, Uncle Ning, but someone is here to pick me up."

"Who?"

"My good friend."

Yan Wanqing put on her backpack and looked at Ning Liqun apologetically, "I'm afraid I will keep bothering you for the next week, I hope I don't hate it!"

Ning Liqun waved his hand, "This house is usually too deserted, but your arrival has made this place a lot more lively. Thank you before it's too late. How can you hate it?"

Ning Liqun sent Yan Wanqing to the door, he always felt familiar when he saw Jiang Mo.

"you……"

Ning Liqun frowned, scratched the back of his head, and thought for a long time.

"Are you that young man who often follows Chen Fangting? His name is Jiang...what is it?"

"Jiang Mo."

"Oh yes, Jiang Mo." Ning Liqun remembered, and he asked, "Have you also developed in Haishi?"

"Do a small business."

Ning Liqun was very curious about Jiang Mo, but he also noticed that Yan Wanqing's face was very ugly.

"Please take Wanqing home safely."

"rest assured."

Yan Wanqing is more nervous than anyone else.

Jiang Mo stretched out his big hand with sharp bones to pinch Yan Wanqing's arm, and carefully helped her over.

Fearing that the little girl fell asleep halfway and fell off the bicycle, Jiang Mo asked Yan Wanqing to sit in front of him.

As soon as Yan Wanqing got into Jiang Mo's arms, her fatigue flooded her like a tidal wave. She leaned into Jiang Mo's arms and hugged his strong waist.

Ning Liqun noticed the intimacy between the two, his eyes flashed thoughtfully.

Jiang Mo sees through but doesn't tell.

"Mr. Ning, there is a chance to have tea together some other day."

"it is good."

Ning Liqun watched them leave, and drove Gao Xincheng's family of three home.

"Xincheng, I know you have a good relationship with Yan Jing, but I hope you can abide by the contract and not disclose information about Wan Qing."

Gao Xincheng said solemnly, "I, Gao Xincheng, absolutely have principles in handling things."

With Gao Xincheng's guarantee, Ning Liqun felt relieved.

He was going to take office on Monday, and there was only so much he could do to help Yan Wanqing.

……

Although Yan Wanqing was sleepy, she did not fall asleep.

The little hand patted Jiang Mo's back.

"Jiang Mo, take me to Shunyi Publishing House."

Yan Wanqing wants to ask Su Liang for a week's leave.

With the addition of acupuncture and moxibustion, I really don't have the extra energy to write novels.

Seeing Yan Wanqing's sallow complexion, Su Liang expressed his understanding, "Pay attention to rest and don't make yourself too tired."

"Okay, thank you, Editor-in-Chief Su, for your concern. I'll come back next Friday to deliver the manuscript."

"Okay, wait for you."

Jiang Mo was waiting for Yan Wanqing outside the publishing house.

When Yan Wanqing was stepping up the steps, she was in a trance and almost tripped.

Jiang Mo quickly stepped forward and took Yan Wanqing into his arms.

"Are you okay?"

Leaning in Jiang Mo's arms, Yan Wanqing had some sense of reality.

She shook her head, trying to clear up her chaotic brain.

"Don't force yourself, you sleep in my arms now."

Yan Wanqing raised her eyes and glanced at Jiang Mo. Seeing his seriously concerned pupils, Yan Wanqing nodded, then relaxed her strength and handed over all the weight of her body to Jiang Mo.

Jiang Mo carried Yan Wanqing into the car and slowly drove her home.

Yan Wanqing closed her eyes, she didn't see the boy who was walking towards her looking at her complicatedly and the man who was holding her.

Jiang Mo saw Han Xinian and saw him staring at the little girl in his arms, feeling displeased, and hid Yan Wanqing in his arms.

Han Xinian walked forward thoughtfully, without even seeing the person in front of him, he bumped straight into it.

Whoops brought back Han Xinian's thoughts of leaving.

Su Liang clutched his chest uncomfortably, "Xiao Nian, how much hatred do you have for uncle, and you hit me directly?"

"Uncle, I'm sorry." Han Xinian went to caress the place where he bumped into Su Liang, and asked with concern, "Are you okay?"

"I can't die for a while."

Su Liang dragged Han Xinian to the office, "You were so obsessed with what you were thinking just now, you didn't even look at the road."

"I just met a classmate."

"Is Yan Wanqing?"

Han Xinian was surprised, "Uncle knows her?"

"I just signed a book written by her."

"Yan Wanqing can still write books?"

"Not only can I write, but I'm also very literary!"

Although Yan Wanqing wrote a romance novel, the author's writing skills are revealed between the lines.

Especially her foreshadowing at the beginning, Su Liang was full of praise.

"May I see it?"

The publishing house stipulates that unpublished books cannot reveal people outside the company.

But Han Xinian was his nephew, so he wasn't worried that he would leak the secret.

Han Xinian usually reads some martial arts novels, but he never reads romance novels like this, because he thinks the plots in them are very hypocritical and full of romance.

But Yan Wanqing's book is different. In addition to being serious about her career, the heroine in the novel also fights wits and courage with the vicious female partner who robs her of her identity.

Although I only wrote a little bit, it makes people look forward to the tearing scene later.

He has always thought that martial arts are more refreshing, but he didn't expect that fighting can be so good-looking.

The love in the novel is just incidental.

Seeing that his nephew was fascinated, Su Liang asked, "How is it? Does it look good?"

Han Xinian shook his head and said against his conscience, "It's not pretty."

"It's not good, don't look at it."

Su Liang went to snatch it as he said that, Han Xinian hid and didn't let his uncle snatch it away, and said solemnly: "I have to see how hard it is to see from behind."

"..."

Su Liang scolded angrily, "You brat."

Han Xinian finished reading with unsatisfied interest, "When will she deliver the manuscript next time?"

"Next week."

Su Liang sighed, and asked, "You and Yan Wanqing are classmates, do you know what she's been up to lately?"