After the betrothal gift negotiation collapsed, I turned around and married a wealthy man.

As soon as Qiao Xing walked out of the hotel lobby, she couldn't help shivering, wondering if it was too cold at night.

Qin Ce took off his coat and put it on her body. She was slightly startled and turned to look at Qin Ce.

But he turned back and looked at the building. Qiao Xing followed his gaze and saw only bright lights.

"What are you looking at?"

Qin Ce looked away and shook his head, "Nothing, let's go."

Standing in the hall, Fang Ya looked at the two people through the floor-to-ceiling windows. She felt guilty just now.

Although they were so far apart, they had the illusion of meeting Qin Ce's eyes just now.

He shouldn't be looking at himself, right?

My aunt said she wanted to treat everyone to dinner, so she went to a restaurant. The price was very affordable, about a few dozen yuan per person.

She also deliberately arranged for Wang Qin to sit next to Qiao Xing, and then asked with a smile: "Xingxing, have you found a house for Qin?"

Qiao Xing paused and smiled, "Still looking for it."

"We need to make arrangements quickly. Staying in that hotel for a day is very valuable." My aunt is also an inquisitive person. Knowing that Wang Qin stayed in that hotel for [-] to [-] yuan a night, she had a wrong idea in her heart.

So with the invitation to dinner tonight, she didn't understand Qin Ce's salary before, but now she understands.

She even regretted that she was so ignorant before and had a quarrel with Qiao Xing, and now she is trying her best to make up for it.

Qiao Xing twitched the corner of his mouth and said nothing.

The aunt's mouth on the table was like a machine gun. She kept talking, and the spit flew into Wang Ye's bowl.

Wang Ye said with a dark face: "Mom, hurry up and eat. We talk so much in a day."

His aunt glared at him angrily, "Eat, eat, eat, you know how to eat! You can't do anything, you're the No. 1 eater!"

Wang Ye lay innocently on the gun, his eyelids twitched, and he lowered his head to grab the rice.

My aunt saw that everyone was ignoring her. Only Wang Qin occasionally chimed in, and she herself shut up.

There was Lin Xi between Qiao Xing and Wang Qin. The little girl stared at the food on the table and swallowed. She wanted to eat but was too embarrassed to stand up to pick it up. It was obvious that she was still a little reserved.

Wang Qin was too embarrassed to pick up dishes that were too far away, so she put nearby dishes into Lin Xi's bowl, and whispered in Lin Xi's ear, "Can you eat this?"

Although she is over fifty years old, she still shows a bit of motherly tenderness between her brows.

Qiao Xing turned her head and looked at the warm scene between mother and daughter. She suddenly felt that the chopsticks were a little heavier in her hands.

This scene was something she had dreamed about countless times when she was a child. Now her dream has come true, but the little girl in the dream is not her.

"Eat quickly, the food is cold." Qin Ce suddenly gave her a piece of fish and whispered in her ear.

Qiao Xing came back to her senses and glanced at him. There was a very shallow smile on his lips, so shallow that Qiao Xing could hardly see it.

A trace of warmth flowed through her heart, and her empty heart seemed to be filled again. She smiled back, picked up the piece of fish and put it into her mouth.

He made it and it tasted pretty good.

After eating, everyone dispersed.

The aunt's family took a taxi and left, leaving Qiao Xing and his family standing on the street outside the restaurant.

Wang Qin took Lin Xi's hand and said, "Xingxing, let's go first."

"How are you going back?" Qin Ce checked the navigation. It was about ten kilometers from the hotel.

"It's not far, we can just walk there." Wang Qin said with a smile.

Qin Ce took the initiative to ignore this sentence and said: "Actually, we came to you today to ask if you have any requirements for the house? Or you can come with us to take a look."

Wang Qin said quickly: "No request, what can I ask for? I would be grateful to have a place to stay temporarily. Xiaoce Xingxing, thank you very much."

Qin Ce thought for a moment and then said, "Are you sure you don't have any requirements? If the rent is too expensive, will it be okay for you to pay the rent in the future?"

Wang Qin was stunned for a moment, and the smile at the corner of his mouth was a bit stiff.

She hesitantly said: "This... doesn't have to be so expensive to rent. Five or six hundred yuan is fine, as long as it can be lived in."

Qin Ce nodded, "I understand."

After saying that, a car came speeding by and stopped steadily on the side of the road. He said to Wang Qin: "The taxi is for you, get in."

"This..." Wang Qin looked embarrassed, and guilt and embarrassment also surged into her heart, "It's really unnecessary."

Qiao Xing suddenly spoke, "The cars are here, why don't you sit down and let us carry the electric car?"

These words made Wang Qin's body stiffen.

Qiao Xing's tone was not serious, and could even be called gentle, but hearing it made Wang Qin feel panicked.

"Thank you then." Wang Qin stopped being pretentious and pulled Lin Xi into the car after saying that.

Qiao Xing sighed as he watched the car go away and disappear into the night.

Qin Ce suddenly held her hand.

Qiao Xing's body stiffened, and she suddenly looked at Qin Ce.

Qin Ce stared into her eyes and said seriously: "Actually, you don't have to do this."

"what?"

"If you can't be a bad person, don't do it." Qin Ce said, his eyes were deep, and when he stared at her, he seemed to be able to penetrate people's hearts.

Qiao Xing was a little stunned for a moment, not sure whether it was because of his words or because his fingers were very warm.

"I..." Qiao Xing didn't know what to say.

She really wants to be a bad person, a hard-hearted person. Such people usually live a very happy life.

Because you don’t have to consider other people’s feelings.

But the biggest fear is that good people are not good enough and bad people are not bad enough. Such people are the most tiring in life.

"Okay, don't think about it, let's go home." Qin Ce picked up the helmet and put it on her personally.

Every move he made showed his unique gentleness, and when he raised his hand, you could still smell the faint fragrance coming from his sleeves.

That was probably the smell of laundry detergent. Qiao Xing washed these clothes for him.

Although it smells the same as usual, at this moment and in this environment, it seems to have an extra smell of home.

After fastening his helmet, he heard Qin Ce say, "Don't worry about the house anymore, just leave it to me."

Qiao Xing quickly rejected him, "No, I can just find it myself. Don't delay your business."

Qin Ce leaned over slightly and looked at her levelly through the glass in front of the helmet.

"Your business is my business, or do you still not regard me as family?"

The word family made Qiao Xing's heart beat faster. She stared into the man's eyes and was suddenly speechless.

Qin Ceyou said: "Don't you also have to go to work? Also, what will you do if you encounter an agency like that in the afternoon again?"

Qiao Xing blinked, feeling that what he said made sense.

But when it came to work, Qiao Xing thought about studying again.

"By the way, our team leader told me today that he will arrange for me to go to your company to exchange and learn new projects, and it will take more than half a month. During this time, you don't have to send me to Weisheng. We can go to work together. "

"In this case, do we count as colleagues?"

When Qin Ce heard this, his face stiffened, "What did you say...?"