The Pillow of the Bad President

Zhuang Qintong has a very private studio.watermark ad test watermark ad test

It was just a very ordinary studio listed to the outside world, but it was not open to the public. In fact, it was full of designers she had raised at a high price. There were more than 20 of them in total, both men and women.

These people all serve Zhuang Qintong alone.

When Xiaotong heard Zhuang Qintong's words about staying up late and never stopping for a moment, he felt that it was a bit too much, almost without human rights.

He opened his mouth, and when he was about to try to help, he saw Zhuang Qintong raising his hand to tidy up his hair on the ears and temples gracefully, with a sharp smile on his face, "I spent so much money, but I don't raise waste, you understand?"

The little boy didn't dare to say more.

When the two came in before, the door of the room was not closed, and the servant walked in, interrupted the conversation between the two, and said in a panic, "Miss Qintong, the old lady asked me to ask you to come down for dinner. "

Zhuang Qintong was not sullen, but smiled and said, "Sister-in-law Li, remember to knock on the door next time you enter the room."

Everyone knows that in the dealer, Miss Qintong is the most kind and kind.

The servant nodded quickly, "Yes, I'm sorry Miss Qintong, I will remember next time"

Zhuang Qintong smiled, "It's okay."

The servant heaved a sigh of relief, but luckily the Miss Zhuang I bumped into today, otherwise she would definitely be criticized.

After the servant nodded, he hurriedly withdrew.

Zhuang Qintong withdrew his gaze, looked at the assistant Xiaotong and said lightly, "Okay, remember what I ordered, you go back first."

The child lowered his eyes and nodded, "Yes"

As the last lingering afterglow of the setting sun in the sky disappeared, the sky also fell.

After dinner, the servants shuttled through the restaurant in an orderly manner.

Hao Yan offered to leave.

The child was full of energy, Tangtang didn't take a nap today, and after coming to the dealership, he played all afternoon, and after dinner, he became sleepy, and fell asleep in Hao Yan's arms after getting off the dining table.

The baby's fat little face is flushed, childlike and healthy.

Mrs. Zhuang didn't intend to stay downstairs any longer after she saw Tangtang fell asleep. When she heard Hao Yan saying goodbye and going back, she ignored her, snorted coldly, and went upstairs with a proud face.

Lin Yin took the initiative to send Hao Yan's mother and daughter away.

Tangtang slept very soundly, Hao Yan hugged her softly in her arms.

When walking out of the villa, there were two servants standing at the gate of the yard. One had a serious face and was the old housekeeper in charge of the dealer. The other was carrying a luggage bag in his hand and was dressed neatly, as if he was about to leave. look.

After the old housekeeper finished seeing off the other party, he turned and walked back.

Seeing this scene, Lin Yin asked in surprise, "Old housekeeper, what's wrong with Mrs. Li?"

After the old housekeeper nodded, he replied respectfully, "Sister Li seems to have broken one of the old lady's favorite antique vases, so the old lady got angry and asked to drive people away."

When Lin Yin heard this, she couldn't say anything more, so she nodded and said, "Let's pay the salary for an extra month."

"Yes, ma'am," the old housekeeper replied.

Lin Yin didn't pay any more attention, she looked away, and turned to look at Hao Yan beside her, "Swallow, have you called Huainian, he hasn't arrived yet?"

Hao Yan smiled and said, "It will be there soon."

As soon as the words fell, the black Mercedes-Benz G65 appeared in the night.

Hao Yan and Lin Yin couldn't help smiling.

Walking out of the yard, Qin Huainian got out of the car and opened the rear door. Hao Yan put Tangtang, who was still sleeping soundly, on the soft leather seat, but she didn't rush to sit in.

She turned around, took Lin Yin's hand, and said in an unclear manner, "Teacher, can you do me a favor?"

Lin Yin was startled.

In the cemetery in winter, the pine trees are covered with snow, which does not have a sense of desolation.

The location is in the suburbs, so the wind will be a bit strong. Hao Yan and Qin Huainian are well prepared. Both of them are wearing thick knee-length down jackets, which keep them warm.

Black and white, go together very well.

Ren Wu, who stayed behind in the Rolls-Royce and waited for the two, looked at the backs of the two who were about to show their affection when they came to the cemetery in the rear-view mirror, and secretly curled his lips.

Ren Wu is not envious at all, because he is about to have a sweet love~

Thinking of this, his clean and handsome face turned red.

Qin Huainian accompanied Hao Yan to visit her mother in the cemetery.

I don’t know if it’s because she has been in contact with Zhuang’s family more recently. Hao Yan suddenly dreamed of her mother last night. She was standing with Zhuang Qingze, his wife and Mrs. Zhuang, and Zhu Ci was watching from the other side. , Seeing that my mother didn't say anything, she just smiled at her very gently.

So after waking up in the morning, Hao Yan wanted to come over to visit her mother's grave.

Qin Huainian naturally couldn't miss seeing his mother-in-law.

The cemetery is well maintained, only the snow piled up on both sides of the path, and each tombstone is kept very clean.

Hao Yan squatted in front of Zhu Ci's tombstone, whispered a few words to her mother, and felt a lot more at ease.

Qin Huainian's phone rang.

International long-distance, work matters, but it seems that the signal is not good, and the call quality is very poor, he frowned slightly, and said to Hao Yan, "The signal here is not good, I will go to the front to answer the call first."

"En." Hao Yan nodded.

Qin Huainian walked to the fork, where there was a signal tower.

Hao Yan stayed with her mother for a while, and when her calf felt a little numb, she reluctantly stood up.

Seeing that Qin Huainian was still standing there answering the phone, it seemed that there were some difficult issues and the discussion had not been finished yet.

Hao Yan was going to go directly to wait.

The entire cemetery is distributed vertically, and Zhu Ci's tombstone is relatively inward. When he walked to the middle, Hao Yan caught a glimpse of the row of tombstones next door. There were people who also came to worship, and their figures were somewhat familiar.

She couldn't help but take a second look.

Then, I quickly remembered who it was.

Qin Huainian told her that Mr. Lu's grandson, Mr. Xi, was the third son.

Even if you only saw a side face, you could clearly feel the sadness shrouded in the eyebrows.

Xi Zhen obviously came to visit the grave. He bent one knee in front of a tombstone with lilies beside it. The picture on the tombstone was a young and beautiful woman with picturesque features.

Hao Yan wanted to look away, but couldn't help but pause.

Because Xi Zhen seemed to be crying, and her back was shaking, crying very sadly, like a child.

Hao Yan was slightly taken aback.

The man's tears don't flick easily, but they don't reach the sad place.

Hao Yan seldom saw a man crying like this, and was very shocked. It seemed that he really missed his girlfriend.

She sighed softly.

It seemed impolite to watch others cry like this. Hao Yan wanted to leave without seeing, but she was still a step late. When Xi Zhen lowered her head to take out her handkerchief, she caught a glimpse of her out of the corner of her eye.

Being bumped into such a scene, Xi Zhen also expressed a little embarrassment on his face, "I'm sorry, I can't control my emotions well."

The Pillow of the Bad President