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Mu Huihe nodded: "Come here."

For a moment, no one spoke.

The attitude of the old couple made Yang Qingheng's scalp numb, and he didn't know where to put his hands and feet. He finally couldn't help it and bit the bullet: "Mom and Dad, I know this is my fault. If you want to scold me, just scold me." .”

This made her feel better.

Mu Huihe was surprised and the melon seeds in her hand fell to the ground: "Why did I scold you?"

They still don’t know about Tang Bainian’s official career?

Yang Qingheng turned to look at Tang Bainian aside, but received a helpless and funny look.

Yang Qingheng couldn't understand.

"Okay, stop looking at him. I know this." Mu Huihe glanced at the two of them and snorted coldly, "In your eyes, we old couple are so inhumane and unreasonable?"

This is a gift question.

Yang Qingheng's scalp was numb, he touched his nose and sneered: "My parents have always been open-minded, how can I be unreasonable? I am a villain." Before he could finish speaking, heat began to rise at the tips of his ears.

"I said from the beginning that I don't care how you two make trouble, I'm not kidding you," Mu Huihe said, "I, as a mother, have no right to control Bainian's own choices. As long as he doesn't regret it. "

Dad Tang echoed: "In order to pursue his own affairs, even if you don't have anything to do with him, Bainian should do such a thing. The most important thing in life is to be open-minded and have a clear conscience."

Yang Qingheng was silent for a moment, and felt moved in her heart: "My parents are right."

It's easy for Father Tang to say this, but there are only a few people in the world who can do it. Even she herself doesn't dare to say in her conscience that she is an honest person, but there are a few people in front of her who can do it.

It was the first time that Yang Qingheng felt the Tang family's family tradition so intuitively, and she felt a little guilty.

I wonder if the Tang family's parents will be disappointed in them after they find out about the couple's agreement to get married.

Thinking of that look, Yang Qingheng felt that it was difficult to breathe.

the company.

Yang Qingheng returned to the office after the meeting. She felt that her body was about to fall apart from fatigue. She thought of something, a smile flashed in her eyes, and she ordered outside: "Assistant, make a pot of tea and come in."

No one on the entire floor has any idea who the assistant is talking about.

Lotus Sun paused, coughed dryly and shouted to Song Hengjue in the distance: "Assistant Song, make a pot of tea and take it to Mr. Yang's office."

Song Hengjue's eyes had been glued to the door of Yang Qingheng's office since she came out of the elevator. Finally, after hearing the order, she opened the teapot and prepared to make tea.

"Hey, do you think Yang Qingheng's attitude towards me has been very good recently?" While he was catching the water, he coughed dryly and said to Fang Nan beside him.

"No way, it hasn't always been like this," Fang Nan couldn't stand the way he acted like a villain, "Our Mr. Yang has always been kind to everyone."

"You can donate that stinky mouth of yours no longer needed." Song Hengjue's tone was cold.

But he muttered to himself.

That woman Yang Qingheng has been so kind to him recently, and he can't feel wrong about it.

Especially at the last banquet, Yang Qingheng abandoned Tang Bainian for him... Although he forced her, she was indeed waiting for him!

To see if a woman has feelings for him, it depends on what she does!

Song Hengjue became more and more certain that Yang Qingheng must have a very good relationship with him, maybe even more than that cheating man Tang Bainian.

The cause of marriage has taken another step forward.

Song Hengjue opened the office door in a good mood.

As soon as the people left, there was a noise in the office outside.

Several assistants were dissatisfied: "Mr. Yang doesn't look so superficial. Why is he so blinded by that vixen now?"

In the past, they would take turns coming to the office to serve tea and water. But since Song Hengjue arrived, it has become his exclusive responsibility? !

"You have a pretty face. I heard that those ladies like to do this."

"But I heard that her husband, isn't Deputy Director Tang, dares to play like this outside, are you not afraid that Deputy Director Tang will know?"

"Who dares to report it?" The secretary next to him rolled his eyes at him, "Don't waste your efforts. Do you have evidence? Which eye of yours saw Mr. Yang cheating? What's more, for such a big thing, do you think Mr. Tang Don’t you know? The husband and wife play their own tricks in a wealthy family. Outsiders should not get involved, as they may cause trouble. "

The man who was eager to report just now was silent for a moment, feeling a chill on his neck.

Song Hengjue sneezed as soon as he entered the door and almost lost his balance with the tea in his hand.

Criticism: Who is so incompetent and scolding him behind his back?

Yang Qingheng was so frightened that he almost jumped up from the sofa and carefully took the teapot from his hand: "You idiot, you can't even serve tea well, I'll burn you to death."

Song Hengjue felt guilty after being scolded, but seeing her concerned expression, he felt instantly relieved and wanted to hold her in his arms and kiss her hard.

She really cared about him.

Yang Qingheng didn't know what Xiao Jiujiu was in Song Hengjue's heart, otherwise she could throw the teapot in his face and looked back at him: "When will you go back to your company to work? Are you so idle?"

She used to say that Fang Nan was there, but now she has borrowed Fang Nan. He still hasn't gone back to work for a day. She thinks he is absent from work.

"I will take care of the work in the evening." Song Hengjue was afraid of being driven away by her, so he gave her a shoulder squeeze to please her.

"What can you handle in those few hours at night? Go back to work quickly. Although you look like a pretty boy, I don't raise waste." Yang Qingheng pinched his ears and warned.

Can handle an overnight stay.

Song Hengjue thought, but did not dare to say it. His eyes wandered and he deliberately changed the subject: "When can I meet your Xuanxuan? I haven't met him yet."

This was the first time he mentioned this name in front of Yang Qingheng since the last time he mistook Mingyu's son for Yang Qingheng's child and made a joke.

"Why are you seeing it? Are you so busy?" Yang Qingheng casually opened a document and didn't take it to heart.

"Why don't you let me see you? Yang Qingheng, do you not value me? You can't even satisfy my request." Song Hengjue was going to show her a cry, make trouble and hang himself on the spot.

Yang Qingheng's head hurt, and he yelled: "Okay, you hanged my scarf so many times and you got hairy balls. Can you calm down a little bit?"

"Forget it, I'm not an important person anyway..." Song Hengjue sighed, picked up the corner of her clothes, cried, and wiped her nose.

Bitch man!

Yang Qingheng almost flew up from the chair and said with disgust: "You retarded man, can you stop being so disgusting? It's annoying to death. Let's see you! I'll let you see me, okay."