I just want to start a career when I travel to the brainless

The two looked at each other, their eyes shifted, and there was a strange atmosphere in the air.

The woman turned her head in embarrassment, not looking at her, and forced a smile at Jin Shan, "Bring the guests in."

Jin Shan looked at Zhu Gong, wanted to reach out to grab the corner of her clothes, but shook her hand a few times in the air, then put it down again.

She walked up to Zhu Gong and asked softly, "You know my mother."

Zhu Gong looked at her, nodded, then seemed to have made some decision, walked slowly towards the woman, and skillfully held her arm, "I'll help you in."

The woman tensed up, but she didn't refuse, and walked into the door with stiff steps.

Several people sat down on the sofa in the living room, and the servant poured Jinshan her favorite jasmine tea, made a pot of green tea for the woman, and then asked Zhugong: "What do you want?"

Zhugong silently looked at the table and saw that it was the expensive purple sand tea set that women used to, pursed his lips, and said coldly: "Is there any wine?"

The servant was stunned, looked at the menacing guest, and looked at the woman for help.

The woman sighed, and ordered to go down, "Bring a bottle of Erguotou."

The servant said embarrassingly: "There is no such wine at home."

"Go and buy." It was an unquestionable tone.

Zhu Gong looked at the woman with a trembling expression, slowly put away the edge on her body, and said softly: "So you still remember." She leaned forward, put her elbows on her knees, and crossed her fingers in front of her lips, "I thought you Forgot all about it."

"I haven't forgotten," the woman clenched her five fingers into fists, "He likes to drink this kind of wine, of course I haven't forgotten."

Zhu Gong raised his head and looked at her with burning eyes: "Then have a drink today?"

"No!" A panicked and broken scream came, and it was Jin Shan.

She didn't quite understand why Sister Zhugong and Mom met in advance, and she also didn't understand why the atmosphere was so weird, stiff and tense, but she knew the woman's physical condition, "You have a bad stomach, why are you drinking?"

The woman patted her on the head reassuringly, "Hey, go back to your room first, and I'll have a good chat with...your teacher."

Jin Shan's stubborn temper came up, and she rushed over angrily and pushed the bamboo cup, "Assistant Zhu! My mother can't drink!"

Zhu Gong's heart trembled - Jin Shan hadn't called her "Assistant Zhu" for a long time.

She looked up and looked at the angry Jinshan.

Jin Shan saw the complicated emotions in Zhu Gong's eyes.

Reluctance, determination, gentleness, and some unknown things made her heart stop beating for a moment as if it was grabbed by a hand.Zhu Gong didn't look at her anymore, but stared at the woman closely, "Master, do you want to drink?"

"Assistant Zhu!" Jin Shan didn't have time to think about the meaning of Zhu Gong's eyes, and angrily grabbed her collar, "My mother has a bad stomach! You can't drink!"

A woman's even more annoyed voice came from behind: "Jin Shan, you go upstairs, you don't have to worry about today's matter! Otherwise, I will put you in confinement!"

Jin Shan turned her head in disbelief, looked at the woman, kicked the table hard, and was about to go upstairs sullenly.

"Wait," she stopped, and turned to look at Zhu Gong who called her to stop.

Zhu Gong stood up, grabbed her wrist, looked her in the eyes, "Miss Jin, after I finish these few words, I should take my leave."

"I'm not your teacher, I'm just entrusted to teach you something. Please don't mention me after you become the head of the Xie family."

Jin Shan stared blankly at Zhu Gong who suddenly became distant, feeling extremely flustered in her heart, "Zhu Zhu... Sister Zhu Gong, what do you mean?"

The woman also stood up, with a tone of anger and pleading, "Zhu Gong, what happened back then has nothing to do with Jin Shan, let her go upstairs."

Zhu Gong stared into her eyes, "It's about her, that's your ex-husband," Jin Shan suddenly looked at the woman, then at Zhu Gong.

"I just want an explanation." Zhu Gong slowly let go of Jin Shan's hand.

"why?"

Why do you want to be the outer room of the old man of the Xie family.

The woman suddenly broke out, her eyes filled with tears, and she yelled hysterically, "I was under 40 when he died! He has no children! You want me to be a widow for him!"

"I've been with him for so long, and finally got a chance to get out of the ravine. Why should I stay in there?"

Her tone suddenly softened.

"It's not that I don't love him anymore, but I'm still young, I should have my own life, Zhu Gong."

Zhu Gong looked at her silently.

The woman was wearing gorgeous clothes, well maintained, and even looked younger than she remembered.

But her face was pale, like porcelain wrapped in a gorgeous shell, which would shatter when touched.

The atmosphere among several people reached a deadlock, and the servant just came in out of breath, "Ma'am, I bought Erguotou."

She looked blankly at the woman with red and swollen eyes, Jin Shan with a shocked face, and Zhu Gong who couldn't see any emotion.

"Put it on the table." The woman said softly, beckoning her to back down.

The servant had no choice but to do so, and stepped aside worriedly.

Without saying a word, Zhu Gong held the woman's slightly trembling hand clenched into a fist, and forcefully opened her fingers.

Delicate fingertips and warm palms.

It's not the hands that are covered with calluses from working all the year round in my impression.

Zhu Gong didn't know why, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips, let go of the woman's hand, picked up the Erguotou on the table, unscrewed the lid, and poured a shallow layer into the lid.

"You have a bad stomach, take a sip."

"Reminiscing bitterness and thinking sweet, one bite is enough."

Zhu Gong raised his head and drank the rest of the wine in the small bottle in one gulp. He drank in a hurry, and a few traces of crystal clear wine slipped from the corners of his lips.

The small bottle was placed heavily on the table, and there was a muffled sound, hitting the hearts of the three of them.

"I tried my best to teach Jin Shan what I learned from Mr. Lin... Lin Dong. She is very smart, but lazy."

"Thank you for your care and nurturing for so many years."

"In the future, see you by fate."

With a bit of tiredness on her face, she turned and walked towards the door.

When passing by Jinshan, she paused slightly, and then continued to walk forward without hesitation.

There is no turning back.

The woman collapsed on the sofa, covering her face with her hands, sobbing.

Jin Shan patted the woman's back helplessly, wiped the tears off her face indiscriminately, and couldn't help turning her head to look back, looking at the back of Zhu Gong Jue, her heart was blocked and uncomfortable, full of sourness and astringency, Always want to cry.

After Zhu Gong walked out the door, he suddenly realized that this was a villa area, and it was quite a distance from the hotel where Lin Qingqian and the others were staying, and there were no taxis here.

She smiled wryly, found the right direction, and stepped forward.

The breeze was blowing, and the drunkenness slowly came up.

Obviously this drink was nothing to her, but she was still a little dizzy, probably because she drank too quickly.

As I walked, I thought about what happened just now, and the more I thought about it, the more I regretted it.

You shouldn't have done that to your wife.

What's more, what she said made sense.

That is the existence that played the role of mother in my childhood life.

It's just that I have already told myself to calm down and communicate well, but seeing that my teacher's wife doesn't have an old face, I can't help but think of my teacher.

And Jin Shan's slightly red eyes at the end, when she thought about it, her brain burst into pain.

She was dizzy for a while, and supported the street tree by the side of the road, a little out of breath.

Are you drunk?

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"Lin Qingqian, you're drunk! Why are you so greedy today!" Song Qingyue pulled Lin Qingqian who was pounced on him aside, and helped her take off her clothes helplessly, "Xie Wengu, I remember him I dared to pour you wine."

On the other side, Xie Wenting taught Xie Wengu a lesson, "What are you doing? Going so fast to show your courtesy, those wines that have been collected so much are all opened, there is something wrong."

Xie Wen felt aggrieved, "I like her, I just want her to see my collection."

Xie Wenting's eyes widened, and he began to roll up his sleeves - after all, she is also Lin Zhiyin's "daughter", and it is not too much to call him sister.

If Lin Qingqian was still single, Xie Wen and Gu Mian could still be considered worthy, and he would be willing to make such a couple.

But Lin Qingqian is someone who has a girlfriend, what are you doing, a stupid child, if they like each other?

By the way, when did this stupid kid fall in love with Lin Qingqian? !

"It's not that kind of liking!" Xie Wengu looked at Xie Wenting and ran away in a hurry, "It's that kind, that kind! I like it! I want her to see my collection, you know."

Xie Wenting frowned, as if he understood a little.

Just like a child wants to proudly show off his achievements to the object of his admiration, Xie Wengu proudly showed Lin Qingqian his collection of wine.

what the hell.

He silently withdrew the 40-meter long knife, and looked at Xie Wengu angrily, "Don't be so surprised next time."

Xie Wengu nodded honestly.

Xie Wenting picked up the two reports, flipped through them in silence, and suddenly a chuckle appeared on his lips, "Xie Zhengbang is really shooting himself in the foot."

The information provided by Lin Qingqian, they actually have it themselves, and it is even more detailed - it's just that they haven't thought of such a sinister trick for a while.

All I can say is, is she worthy of Lin Qingqian?

Lin Qingqian, who was deeply admired by Xie Wenting, was staring drunkenly, rubbing back and forth in the arms of the child.

She was really drunk. Xie Wengu's collection includes red wine and white wine, all of which are rare luxuries. Seeing Lie Xinxi, and they are all from her own family, she couldn't help but try some.

It hasn't reached the level of fragmentation yet, and I can still think in a daze, but my body is following instinct more.

"Qingyue~" She looked at Song Qingyue's helpless face, laughed out loud, and opened her hands to hug, "Come here."

Song Qingyue sighed, hugged Lin Qingqian, who was acting coquettishly, in his arms, kissed her face, and coaxed her, "Go to sleep."

Lin Qingqian shook her head very seriously, "No, sleep together, you and me."

"See if you will blush when you wake up tomorrow." Song Qingyue suppressed a smile, took off his coat, lay on the bed, and clasped Lin Qingqian's waist, "Sleep together."

Lin Qingqian hugged her like an octopus, shouting, "Hot."

"Then let it go."

"Do not."

Song Qingyue complained: "Then just take off another piece of clothing."

Lin Qingqian tilted her head and thought for a while, then seriously took off the innermost layer of clothes.

Song Qingyue stared blankly at her snow-white body suddenly exposed to the air, his throat rolled slightly.

The obedient and obedient Lin Qingqian?

This is Lin Qingqian who can't even trap a small toy!

!!!

Song Qingyue suddenly became a little nervous, hugged Lin Qingqian tightly in his arms, and asked in a low voice, "Is it hot?"

Lin Qingqian felt aggrieved, "It's still hot."

Song Qing kissed her temples brokenly, and brushed her face with his fingers, teasing the drunken Lin Qingqian's desire a little bit, "I can find a way to keep you from being hot, do you want to try?"

Lin Qingqian tilted her head and thought for a while, then nodded.

Song Qingyue's eyes suddenly darkened, and he coaxed and kissed Lin Qingqian's ear, and his provocative voice filled Lin Qingqian's eardrums, "Take off my clothes for me."

The author has something to say: The Lin-Song campaign has entered a landmark turning point - taking advantage of Xiao Lin's inattention, Xiao Song changed from a strategic defense to a strategic offense~

Chapter 100 Sprinkle Flowers to Celebrate!