The pattern is open, after the divorce, I am popular in the expensive circle

"President Mo, you can just look around..."

In fact, Ning Yichu opened a studio in private, and it is enough to support herself and her children by undertaking jade carvings, because her fee is almost 1 yuan per gram.

To undertake a jade carving casually, at least tens of thousands of labor costs.

But in this way, most of her energy will be put on running the studio, unable to take care of the children.

On the other hand, opening a studio has to be responsible for its own profits and losses. In case of a lawsuit with Li Lingyang in the future, the opposing lawyer will attack her on the grounds that her income is not stable...

That's why she went to the Arctic Group to deliver her resume after all the considerations.

Mo Baiyou looked at the small but tidy and warm home, with the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, "It is often said that talented artists are beautiful on the surface and hardworking behind the scenes. With you, I have realized it. You have only returned to China not long ago. Prepared such a rich workshop..."

"You're really flattering me! How can I be as hardworking as you said? Isn't this taking care of the children at home and making money at the same time?"

Mo Baiyou smiled, suddenly felt that putting her in his own company alone and asking her to connect with jade carvings was too inferior, and her stage could obviously bloom even bigger!

"Have you heard of the Jade Carving Skills Inheritance Competition?"

Of course Ning Yichu has heard of it. This is a major competition held by the Imperial Capital Jade Carving Association. Every year, outstanding jade carvers are selected from all over the country to participate on the spot. The champion will have a prize of 100 million. Most importantly, this competition is not for commercial competition , but let more people know about jade carving!

Nowadays, many young people like diamonds and jewelry. This competition has been held for six years.

When she was abroad last year, she received an invitation from the organizing committee.

But unfortunately, she had to take care of her children and missed the competition.

"what do you mean……"

"There are two channels for participating in this competition. One is the recommendation of universities, and the other is the recommendation of large jewelry companies or mature jade carving studios. I think our company should have a quota and can recommend you to participate in promoting jade carving culture."

Ning Yichu was slightly surprised, she didn't have much time left to work, and if she went to participate in the competition, I'm afraid...

"You don't have to worry about the group, you are launched by the North Pole, if you win the award, our attention will only be higher." As a luxury brand company, it is a joy to invite top jade carvers to cooperate Tao thing.

Ning Yichu didn't immediately agree, "May I think about it?"

"Of course, but the recommendation day deadline is next week, and you need to give me an answer as soon as possible."

"Ok."

……

On the other side, after Li Lingyang left the parking lot, he drove around aimlessly again.

Before I knew it, the car drove to the gate of St. Peter's Kindergarten.

It's long past the time when the children are out of school, and the nanny at home has already picked up everyone.

Li Lingyang pinched his brows irritably, feeling extremely unhappy.

It just so happened that Mu Bailang called and invited him out for a drink.

"What kind of wine do you drink in broad daylight? Drink it yourself! I'm not in the mood!"

"Hey, did you eat gunpowder? I didn't ask you to provoke you, so why are you attacking me?" Mu Bailang's usual playful tone was full of banter.

Li Lingyang's handsome face was cold and calm, like a sculpture without emotion, and he asked, "The child psychologist who asked you to contact before, has arrived?"

"It's a coincidence that you say that. He just returned to China! When will I be free, and I'll have someone bring him to you?"

"it is good."

Going around the disease can not be delayed.

But one thing, perhaps more urgent, is Cheng Cheng!

If Cheng Cheng is mentally unhealthy, he needs guidance from a child psychologist!

Thinking that the confessions of the three servants were not suspicious, Li Lingyang decided to find an opportunity to have a private chat with Cheng Cheng.

private hospital.

Grandma Li is free today, so she specially went to pick up the two children from school.

Although she didn't like Shen Jiangqing, she was the children's mother, and her mother was in critical condition and went to the hospital. She still had to bring the children to see her, so the first and second children came here.

Li Lingyang also came to the hospital and met Cheng Cheng and Dou Dou.

The two little guys visited Shen Jiangqing with different expressions.

"Cheng Cheng." Li Lingyang stopped Cheng Cheng, his stern face showed no emotion.

But the moment Cheng Cheng saw Li Lingyang, his body trembled slightly, and he pretended to be indifferent, "Daddy, good evening."

"I heard that you slept with grandma last night and had a nightmare?" Li Lingyang's Adam's apple rolled up and down, without any expression of letting go of the process, he hoped that his premonition was wrong more than anyone else.

Cheng Cheng's eyes flickered even more, "Doudou fell into the water, I blame myself for not protecting her well."

"Really? Then tell me, what did you go to the artificial lake for before you fell into the water?" Li Lingyang finally stopped going around in circles with him, and his cold voice was mixed with a strong sense of oppression!

Cheng Cheng's eyes widened suddenly, as if he was surprised that Li Lingyang knew that he had been to the artificial lake, so he quickly waved his hands and said, "I just saw Aunt Ning took them to play, I was very curious, so I followed, Daddy ,I did not do anything……"

Li Lingyang's tall body tensed up immediately, and he said coldly, "Did I tell you what you did?"

"I... I don't know..." Cheng Cheng lowered his head, his face was flushed, and he started to cry as he spoke, his shoulders were sobbing, "I really don't know anything, don't ask me... ..."

Li Lingyang stared at Cheng Cheng with hatred for iron and steel, and couldn't tell whether he was more angry or disappointed now.

Although there is no straightforward evidence now, judging from his performance, it is likely that he loosened the board. What needs to be clarified now is, did he do it on purpose, or was everything an accident?

"Tsk, brother, you actually trained your little nephew behind your grandmother's back?" Suddenly, a playful voice came from behind.

Li Lingyang was not surprised to see Li Jingting. Today Li Jingting was wearing a shirt with black on the left and white on the right, like a face-changing Sichuan opera, perfectly cutting his whole body into two parts.

He restrained the coldness around him, and said in a low voice, "I still need your consent to talk to my own son?"

"Nonono, that's not necessary, I'm just afraid that the aunt will be sad when she finds out that her dearest grandson has lost the Golden Doudou." Li Jingting said with a half-smile, and took out a clean wet wipe from his pocket.

Cheng Cheng looked along the man's pianist-like palm.

It's the second uncle!

His eye sockets were still very red, and his dark eyes were soaked with water, which was extraordinarily clear, and his pitiful and helpless appearance made people feel sorry for him.

"Baby Cheng Cheng, why are you crying like this? Hurry up and wipe it off, will Second Uncle take you to find grandma?"

Of course Cheng Cheng wanted to leave, but he was afraid of Li Lingyang.

When Li Lingyang saw her pale face, it was difficult to think of her as the murderer who fell into the water. He didn't answer anything, turned around and strode away with a cold face.

"Wow..." After a week, Cheng Cheng burst into tears.

Li Jingting coaxed Cheng Cheng for a long time but failed to coax him. He had no patience, so he carried Cheng Cheng directly to Shen Jiangqing's ward.

Shen Jiang lay quietly on the hospital bed, as if very weak, her cheeks were pale, when she heard someone coming in, she wrinkled her cheeks even more painfully, she was pitiful, weak and unable to take care of herself.

"It's me, stop pretending." Li Jingting sneered, interrupting Shen Jiangqing's disguise.