Cleanliness

In the few days after that, Yu Qinghan's attitude towards Xiao Tong improved a lot. When Yu Qinghan treats people well, it's really kind. , wishing that people would drown in it, Xiao Tong was flattered by Yu Qinghan's sudden change of attitude, it took several days to get used to it, and he felt uneasy and sweet.

Yu Qinghan gets up every morning to send Xiao Tong to work these days. Xiao Tong actually has his own studio. A few days ago, after returning to China, he had to go to the company to deal with some matters, so he set the interview location at the nearest company. The office is busy here.

At the door of the studio, Yu Qinghan parked the car, Xiao Tong was about to open the car door to go out, but Yu Qinghan locked the car door before her, Xiao Tong looked at Yu Qinghan puzzled.

Yu Qinghan smiled and pinched her face, "Is your birthday coming up, what gift do you want?"

Xiao Tong's eyes lit up, "Do you still remember?"

"Of course I remember." Yu Qinghan held her hand and pressed it next to her cheek, "I'll make you a cake, okay?"

Yu Qinghan doesn't know how to cook, but he is excellent at making cakes. A long time ago—when they first fell in love, Yu Qinghan made it for Xiao Tong a few times, each time the taste was different, but They are all delicious. Xiao Tong likes the cake made by Yu Qinghan very much, but it is very troublesome to make a cake. Yu Qinghan only made it a few times and then stopped. In the next ten years, Xiao Tong traveled all over the world Cake shops, big and small, have never found a cake with a similar taste to Yu Qinghan's.

Yu Qinghan's soft long hair gently rubbed against the back of Xiao Tong's hand, Xiao Tong couldn't remember how long it had been since he had seen such a gentle Yu Qinghan, his heart softened all of a sudden, his eyes were slightly sour, and he hummed heavily, It took a few deep breaths to hold back the tears.

"Okay, then next Tuesday, I'll make a cake and wait for you at home."

"it is good."

Yu Qinghan patted her head again before letting her get out of the car. Xiao Tong stood there, watching her car drive far away, until she turned around and could no longer see her, then turned and entered the studio.

In front of Yu Qinghan, Xiao Tong trampled on all principles and dignity, and if Yu Qinghan treated her a little better, she would be as happy as something, and she almost put the word happy on her face, even when she was working. The assistant in the office couldn't help teasing her: "Sister Xiao Tong, what happy event did you have recently? Could it be winning the lottery? I've never seen you so happy."

Another intern who just came in was still young, a little girl in 97, she was very courageous, she put her arm on Xiao Tong's shoulder and joked with her: "Why did you win the lottery? Vulgar! Can't you see that? Sister Xiao Tong, this is love! Hahaha..."

Xiao Tong couldn't stand being in close contact with people, so he smiled awkwardly, and avoided it calmly.

"In love?" When the other people in the studio heard the gossip, they all pricked up their ears and leaned over, "Xiao Tong, can't you? Are you really in love?"

"It's over, the boss of our studio, the last single girl was finally raped by other pigs, pity me waiting for the poor bachelor..."

"Oh my god! Don't let the fat and water flow into the fields of outsiders! Xiao Tong, tell me who that kid is! See if I don't find someone to chop him up!"

"Come on, even if the fat and water don't flow to outsiders, it won't be your turn. If you want to talk about me, I am handsome, unrestrained and suave, and standing with Xiao Tong can be regarded as a man and woman..."

This little brother shook his head quite narcissistically, which attracted a lot of booing, everyone laughed and made a fuss, and they didn't really want to question Xiao Tong, so they just opened this page, everyone does their own thing, Xiao Tong Tong then breathed a sigh of relief.

She was in a good mood these days, and she even hummed a little song when she returned to the office, but she met Jing Xing at the door of the office. A little embarrassed, he stuttered, "Ah...Ah Xing, what do you want?"

"It's okay, this is the itinerary for next week, I'll come to you to confirm." Jing Xing opened the folder in his hand.

Xiao Tong signaled Jing Xing to go into the office together and said, after sitting down, he blushed and begged hesitantly: "Ah Xing, can you help me free up all the time next Tuesday? I have important things to do .”

"But next Tuesday is your birthday party, those fans are waiting to celebrate your birthday, you are just getting started, you can't let them down."

"Where did I come from as a designer fan? Ah Xing, stop joking."

"Who's joking with you?" Jing Xing said in a bad mood, "You haven't had any fans after so many years of business? Do you think the company team is trash? Now everything is about traffic, Xiao Tong, why haven't you made any progress for so many years."

"I don't want fans...I don't know them...Why do they have to celebrate my birthday? Ah Xing, I really have something very important next Tuesday..."

"Is it Yu Qinghan?" Jing Xing asked suddenly.

Xiao Tong was stunned, "What?"

"Is that very important matter of yours related to Yu Qinghan?"

Xiao Tong lowered his head, his face was a little hot, he looked out of the window, nodded and said: "Yes."

"Xiao Tong, why are you so stupid." Jing Xing felt a little sad, and persuaded her earnestly: "That Yu Qinghan is not a good person, her reputation in the circle is rotten, do you know that?"

Jing Xing didn't want to tell Xiao Tong about these things at first, but Xiao Tong was so stupid, if she didn't tell her, she would obsessively sink into the quagmire until she was drowned.

Jing Xing thought that Xiao Tong was too innocent and didn't know about Yu Qinghan's nasty things, who knew that Xiao Tong was silent for a while, nodded slowly, and said mockingly: "I know."

She looked at Jing Xing, with a mocking smile still on her face, "Ah Xing, I know what you said."

Who doesn't use the Internet these days? People like the second young lady of the Yu family spread insinuations on the Internet when there is something wrong, how could Xiao Tong not know about it.

"But I can't do without her." Xiao Tong smiled wryly, "I know I'm cheap, but if I have any dignity, I will definitely give her a slap in the face, and then leave her without mercy, but I can't do without her... Ah Xing, I have relied on her to support me for so many years to survive, without her, I can't live..."

When Xiao Tong said this, he just laughed, remorse, helplessness and sadness were all suppressed in his heart, and only floated a little in his smile, but Jing Xing looked at her, but felt that she was about to cry.

She never told outsiders about Xiao Tong and Yu Qinghan's matter, this time she really couldn't bear it anymore, Yu Qinghan's attitude towards her was so abnormal, Xiao Tong was happy while waiting anxiously for Yu Qinghan to be sentenced to death , Every day between her and Yu Qinghan is like the last day, I don't know when it will end.The bitterness in her heart was about to overflow, and after knowing Jing Xing for so many years, she couldn't help but tell her something, poured out the overflowing part and stopped abruptly, without saying a word more.

Jing Xing and Xiao Tong have worked together for so many years, except for today, I have never heard her complain. Only today, I feel that Xiao Tong's life is too bitter, so hard that Jing Xing feels that the root of his tongue is numb. I really don't know Xiao Tong these years How did you endure it.

"Ah Xing, do you know that Qinghan said today that she would celebrate my birthday with me." Speaking of this, Xiao Tong laughed happily again, "She hasn't celebrated my birthday with me for many years, and she even said that she would do it for me. Cake, it's like a dream for me."

Seeing her like that, Jing Xing couldn't bear to hit her, so he could only smile angrily: "A person like Yu Qinghan, who doesn't touch Yang Chunshui with his fingers, can she still make cakes?"

"The cake she made is delicious. You'll know it once you've eaten it..." After finishing speaking, Xiao Tong felt that something was wrong, so he quickly changed his words, "No, you can't eat it. Qinghan's cake is for me. Any of you can not eat."

That expression was like a young child desperately protecting his only toy. Jing Xing secretly felt sorry for Xiao Tong, and couldn't bear to stab her, so he laughed and scolded: "You have no heart, well, I will show mercy Let me give you a day off, and go and have fun."

"Really? The birthday party..."

"If you talk nonsense again, I will take back my vacation."

Xiao Tong really kept his mouth shut.

Jing Xing couldn't help laughing, and after laughing, he sighed deeply.

……

Yu Qinghan is in a good mood recently.Some time ago, she and Xiao Tong only had a bit of a fight, but it turned out that she was uncomfortable inside and out. Recently, her attitude towards Xiao Tong became a little softer, and Xiao Tong obediently posted it, which made Yu Qinghan feel comfortable all over. It's even more comfortable to hang out with those gang of cronies.

Yu Qinghan wanted to dump Xiao Tong at first, it's better to get rid of her far away, but after leaving her once, she found Xiao Tong's kindness, and she was a little reluctant to part with Xiao Tong again.

Quiet, well-behaved, obedient, not clingy, and diligent, except for Yu Qinghan's reluctance to sleep with her, everything else about Xiao Tong is a perfect lover for Yu Qinghan, besides, Xiao Tong has been with her for so many years. The living habits of Yu Qinghan have been adjusted to perfection. Except for Xiao Tong, there may be no one in the world who can tolerate Yu Qinghan's various eccentricities. Xiao Tong feels that it is good to have such a person by his side. Don't worry about it when you go home, that's great.

So Yu Qinghan felt that giving Xiao Tong a little bit of sweetness properly became a very necessary thing in life. It is impossible to maintain a relationship only by one person's unilateral contribution, and a little thought of her own can be exchanged for Why not do Xiao Tong's return thousands of times?

Besides, it's not difficult to give Xiao Tong sweetness, that person, as long as she smiles at her, she can die for herself.

Everything went well, Yu Qinghan was also in a good mood, and promised Xiao Tong to make her a cake, but he couldn't look too ugly, so he spent some time looking for tutorials on the Internet, preparing to review the method.

She learned the art of making cakes from the pastry chef of the Yu family when she was less than nine years old, and none of the pastries she made were delicious. When she was young, she used this skill to win the favor of many girls. This is not doing it for many years , a little rusty, read the tutorial, recalled, practiced a few times, and it was a success.

On the day of Xiao Tong's birthday, Yu Qinghan sent Xiao Tong away, and went downstairs to buy some raw materials such as flour and cream in the supermarket. Before he could sit down, Chang Linran called.

"Aran, what's the matter?"

"Qinghan, come to me quickly, hurry up!"

"What's the matter? I'm busy."

"Come here as soon as I tell you to come. What's the point? I promise you won't be disappointed."

"What's the matter? I'm really busy today."

"Just you? You are a dude, what are you busy with?" Chang Linran said contemptuously, "It's fine if you don't come, anyway, Mo Xiyuan is returning to China today, if you don't come, I have to go to the airport to pick her up... "

The flour in Yu Qinghan's hand fell, the bag burst with a bang, and scattered all over the ground at her feet.

"You... what did you say?" Yu Qinghan's voice trembled.

"I said Mo Xiyuan is back, are you coming or not?"

"Wait for me for 5 minutes, I'll be there right away." Yu Qinghan hung up the phone and rushed into the room to change without saying a word, then changed his shoes like lightning and rushed out the door, fearing that he would not be able to catch up with Mo Xiyuan if he was a second late.

The door was shut with a bang, shaking the walls several times, and the apartment was quiet, except for the flour scattered all over the floor.