Sweet!The boss in the Beijing circle seduces and pets the gentle and soft little fairy

Jiang Wansheng was stunned for a moment, then pursed his lips and walked towards him.

"You... heard everything?"

Qin Mo straightened up, raised his thin eyelids, and looked at her, "Yes."

Jiang Wansheng picked up the document in his hand, and was about to say something, when Qin Mo pinched her face affectionately, and said in a low voice, "Just accept it."

"Eldest sister-in-law and second sister-in-law both have part of the shares. It's not expensive, and you deserve it."

Jiang Wansheng lowered his eyes, "But, this is too much."

Qin Mo chuckled, "If not, how can you fight against me with shares?"

Jiang Wansheng couldn't laugh, "I don't know why, but I always feel that uncle's tone is not quite right."

Qin Mo's eyes darkened for a moment.

He has lived with the old man for so long, he can clearly see when he is not feeling well.

Today's phone call, the waiting at the door, and even the sincere confession of myself now, is like a person who has reached the end of his strength to arrange his funeral.

He looked at the worried girl and said in a low voice, "I will contact Forber and the family doctor, don't worry."

Jiang Wansheng pursed his lips, but stopped talking.

She was not only worried about Mr. Qin's health, but also about Qin Mo's mood.

From what the old man said to him just now, it is not difficult to see that Qin Mo is his proudest and most valued son, with guilt and deep love.

Qin Mo is good at reading people's hearts, and it is absolutely impossible not to see it. The relationship between the two may be deeper than she can imagine. If something happens to the old man, it is really hard for her to imagine what Qin Mo will become.

She took a step forward, put her arms around the man's neck, and comforted him: "Uncle will be fine."

Qin Mo bowed his head, and his foreheads touched each other, and the touch felt close to each other, and there seemed to be warmth flowing from it.

He responded heavily, and then said: "Let's go to the dining room first, I'll ask him to eat."

Jiang Wansheng nodded and hugged him again before walking away.

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After the meal, Qin Mo wanted to avoid Mr. Qin and ask Uncle Fu alone, but the old man seemed to have eyes behind his back, and he didn't let Uncle Qin leave him.

Qin Mo almost laughed angrily when he saw the old man's defense against thieves.

Now, he doesn't need to ask Uncle Fu, the old man's guarded appearance has already explained everything.

The two held hands and went back to Qin Mo's yard.

Jiang Wansheng asked softly, "Have you contacted Uncle's family doctor?"

Qin Mo held her hand tightly, his steps were steady and his figure was tall.

The shadow of the moon fell, and the shadows of the two overlapped in one place.

The breeze was blowing slowly, blowing the surrounding leaves, making a "rusting" sound, and the breathing of the two of them could be clearly heard in the quiet environment.

His voice sounded, soaked in the coolness of the night, "I haven't contacted yet. The doctor has been with the old man for decades, so it's hard to ask."

Jiang Wansheng was even more worried, "Then what should I do?"

Qin Mo raised his lips, "I can find out, but it will take some time."

His tone was gentle and casual, but his eyes were deep and dark, and his emotions were hard to distinguish.

Jiang Wansheng looked up at his handsome side face, pursed his lips, and finally said firmly: "Little uncle, I will always be with you."

Qin Mo turned his head to stare at her as he walked, his black eyes fluttering with emotion.

The girl's clear eyes are clear and bright, with a sincere commitment.

His heart warmed, and his ten fingers moved slightly into the girl's fingers, and the fingers interlocked, the man's big hand wrapped the girl's soft little hand.

"Our Jiang Tiantian is really nice."

In the evening, after the two of them washed up, they felt a little depressed because of the old man's affairs. Qin Mo hugged Jiang Wansheng, and the two hugged each other tightly and fell asleep.

Qin Mo felt that Jiang Wansheng was breathing steadily, and then carefully pulled his arm from under the girl's neck, lifting the quilt away.

The door opened and closed, and he walked to the balcony on the second floor, with his arm on the railing, his eyes dark.

After a while, he took out the cigarette case from the side, and shook out a cigarette indifferently. The silver lighter flicked away, and the flame burst out, bringing a tinge of scarlet.

The man's slender fingers held the cigarette, and sent it to his thin lips. When the fire went out, a circle of smoke filled the air, obscuring the man's cold and heavy facial features.

Since being with Jiang Wansheng, he rarely smokes.

This time is an exception.

The man lowered his head and swallowed the clouds, his whole body shrouded in a sense of despondency.

No one knew what he was thinking. After two or three cigarettes piled up in the ashtray next to him, he took another shower and fell asleep with the girl in his arms.

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Ever since the old man said those words to Jiang Wansheng, Jiang Wansheng has been worried about the old man's body.

Qin Mo seems to have found out something, and his mood has not been very good these days.

She didn't ask the old man what was going on, Qin Mo didn't tell her probably because he didn't want to worry about one more person, and all she could do was to spend more time with the old man.

Therefore, as long as she has time, she will go to the old house to play Go with the old man.

After a week, her chess skills have improved visibly to the naked eye, and she can confront the old man for a while.

This day, after class, she checked the time and was planning to go to the old house as usual.

As a result, as soon as she left the school gate, she saw a familiar figure looking around at the door. She paused and changed her pace directly, as if she didn't want to talk to him much.

As a result, Jiang Wenqian saw her with sharp eyes and walked towards her directly.

"Voice!"

Jiang Wansheng subconsciously quickened his pace.

Jiang Wenqian hurriedly trotted to Jiang Wansheng, directly blocking her way.

Jiang Wansheng suppressed the impatience in his heart, and looked at him with a frown: "What's the matter?"

Jiang Wenqian rubbed his hands together and said awkwardly, "Shengsheng, why didn't you answer Dad's calls these days?"

Jiang Wansheng sneered in his heart.

Ever since Li Xinian was sent to the Public Security Bureau, she had expected that Jiang Wenqian and Li Yushu would not let it go. She woke up and blocked their contact information, but she didn't expect Jiang Wenqian to come directly to her school gate to squat on her.

She was not interested in flirting with the man in front of her, so she said bluntly, "I still have something to do, so I'm leaving first."

She was about to take a step after speaking, Jiang Wenqian hurriedly moved a step to stop her again.

Jiang Wansheng's eyes had already cooled down, he looked straight at him, and said in a flat tone, "Are you here for the matter of Li Xinian?"

Jiang Wenqian didn't expect Jiang Wansheng to say it so directly, he also felt embarrassed, he hesitated and replied: "Yes, yes."

"You know, your aunt..."

Jiang Wansheng interrupted: "There is a coffee shop next to it, go there and talk."

She was not interested in flirting with him at the school gate, so she simply found a place to explain the matter clearly.

Jiang Wenqian felt dissatisfied seeing Jiang Wansheng's indifferent attitude towards him, but he didn't dare to provoke her, so he could only suppress his temper and follow her.

The bell at the door of the cafe rang crisply, Jiang Wansheng found a relatively secluded place, and the waiter came over.

"What do you two want to drink?"

Jiang lamented: "No need, we will leave after sitting for a while."

Jiang Wenqian's mouth, which was about to speak, was closed embarrassingly.

Jiang Wansheng sat looking at him, without a trace of nostalgia for the father in his eyes, "I sent Li Xinian in with my own hands, so I couldn't possibly agree to let him out."