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In the office room of a high-end office building in downtown Y, more than a dozen young people sit at their desks and work intently on the computer. In the spacious space, only the operation of the computer case and the sound of keyboards can be heard. , It was a bright and pleasant weekend morning, but the employees here were all focused, nervous and busy.

"Ke Fangrui!" There was an indistinct scolding from across the glass door. Several people sitting at the door poked their heads out of the partition and looked around. Push the door in with your schoolbag on your back.The little girl stepped on her little leather shoes and jumped up and down as if no one was around, and the pendant on her schoolbag also made a light noise, which instantly disturbed the quiet atmosphere in the office.

The person following behind the little girl was their immediate boss - Fang Qingyu who hesitated to speak to the child.

When Ke Fangrui came in and saw these strangers, she stood there with her mouth puckered, staring down at the floor with an aggrieved expression on her face.

"Morning sister Yu." The employees of Fang Qingyu stood up one after another to greet Fang Qingyu. Although she was upset, she still put on a smile when facing them.

"Morning, I asked you to come over to work overtime on Saturday. It's hard work." Fang Qingyu bowed slightly apologetically, and everyone hurriedly said that this was as it should be.

"Hmph." Ke Fangrui, who was ignored by her mother for a while, was so wronged that she almost shed tears, snorted heavily, raised her face and strode forward.

"Sister Yu, this is..." A female employee who had just arrived couldn't hide her curiosity, and asked falteringly.

"The child doesn't go to school on weekends, so it's not safe to leave her at home alone, so if I bring her to the company, will it affect everyone's work?" Fang Qingyu's eyes stayed on the door of her office, and Ke Fangrui walked to the closed door. In front of the door, without a key, she turned her head and gave her mother a sullen look.

"Of course not!" Someone immediately echoed, "It's just that I didn't expect Mr. Fang to look so young, and the child is so old."

Fang Qingyu smiled faintly, as a response to this topic, and before leaving, she said, "I hope everyone will treat me as a colleague, and don't put such a big hat on me as the boss."

From the big office to her own independent office, Fang Qingyu didn't have much ambition, and she didn't think she had the courage to lead a company, so she rented this office space. It is only to provide a place for a group of people with common aspirations to display their own value.

Seeing her mother finally coming, Ke Fangrui turned her head and stepped aside. Fang Qingyu opened the door, and she slipped in first, ran to the sofa and sat down, still bowing her head in silence.

Fang Qingyu put down the plastic bag in her hand, took out the purple rice porridge inside, opened the lid, put the matching spoon in it, and placed it on the coffee table in front of Ke Fangrui.

Ke Fangrui's little hands were twisted together, looking at the purple rice porridge indifferently, it seemed that she was determined to fight her mother to the end.

Fang Qingyu looked at Ke Fangrui for a while, but didn't say anything. She picked up her cup of porridge and sat down at the desk. Just as she opened her breakfast, someone knocked on the office door.

"Sister Yu," Fang Qingyu's assistant Xiao Huo came in, and he handed her a stack of blueprints, "The preliminary design of Bincheng is here, and some details need to be discussed with Rongcheng."

When Fang Qingyu was flipping through the blueprints, Xiao Huo glanced at the little girl sitting quietly on the sofa. Her side profile was very similar to Fang Qingyu's, but at such a young age, she showed a bitter and vengeful expression. Very interesting little guy.

"Oh, that's right." Seeing Fang Qingyu put down the drawing, Xiao Huo immediately handed over the cowhide envelope in his hand, "This is your letter, which was just delivered to the company this morning."

"Thank you." Fang Qingyu's name was only written on the envelope, and there was no postmark. When the assistant left the office, she opened the envelope suspiciously, and inside was a red wedding invitation.

The six-year-old child is very curious. Ke Fangrui saw that her mother did not come to talk to him in a friendly voice as she imagined. She secretly looked at her from the corner of her eye and saw the gold-plated red wedding invitation in her mother's hand. She couldn't help asking: "Mom, What's this?"

Fang Qingyu opened the wedding invitation, the groom's name first gave her the illusion that she was in a dream.

"Wedding invitation." The words were a little unbelievable, and looking at the date of the wedding, it was just this month.

"Mom." Ke Fangrui was so hungry that her stomach growled, but she firmly believed that eating porridge was a compromise with her mother, so she sniffed to finish the problem in the car just now, "Why did Ruirui come back so long? Mom won't come to see me?"

Fang Qingyu found out the number of that person in the phone, after a short thought, pressed the dial button, and made a gesture of silencing Ke Fangrui who was still waiting for her to reply.The little guy was even more unhappy. He dug out his weekend homework and started writing sullenly.

"Hello?" A thick male voice quickly rang on the other end of the phone, with the laziness of just getting up.

Fang Qingyu took another look at the wedding invitation: "Mr. Ke, I have received your wedding invitation."

"Fang Qingyu?" Ke Rongcheng realized who the other party was, and smiled heartily, "It seems that the group of people under him are quite efficient."

"But... I don't understand." Ke Fangrui on the sofa was concentrating on her homework, Fang Qingyu subconsciously lowered her voice.

"What?" Ke Rongcheng seemed to have guessed Fang Qingyu's thoughts, "I don't understand why I gave you the wedding invitation?"

"I'm just an architect who just returned to China. In the eyes of others, I have nothing to do with the Ke family." Fang Qingyu had too many worries.

"Fang Qingyu, our agreement has expired." Ke Rongcheng interrupted her suddenly.

There was silence on the other end of the phone.

"You are now a well-known architect with international reputation. Is it strange that you have contacts with the Ke family?" Ke Rongcheng said it as a matter of course.

"I haven't seen her yet..." Fang Qingyu said disappointedly.In the past, I was so humble that I looked down upon her, but I was able to sleep with her every day. Now I have become a hot architectural design master, but I am worried that that person doesn't want to see me at all.

Ke Rongcheng smiled nonchalantly: "Next week is City Y's annual charity ball, and I asked Mian Mian to attend it for me. If my information is correct, you are now a popular figure in the construction industry of City Y, and you should also be invited Candidates."

"I received the invitation letter last week, and I haven't decided whether to go or not." As for her position, she would unconsciously think back to Fang Qingyu, who had seen all the faces of others and felt inferior seven years ago.

"Why didn't you go?" Ke Rongcheng didn't plan to say anything more. He felt that he had mixed up enough with the matter between Ke Momian and Fang Qingyu. What would be the reaction."

What kind of reaction would it be... These words kept echoing in Fang Qingyu's mind, she lowered her hands slumped, and sank weakly in the boss's chair.Close your eyes, the picture of leaving Ke's house four years ago immediately appeared, Ke Momian humbly persuaded to stay, so desperate, completely different from the proud and arrogant her at that time.

"Have you ever thought that you might ruin her?" I can't remember when someone asked me that.

Fang Qingyu was haunted by those memories, all kinds of inexplicable sorrows wanted to swallow her up, she opened her eyes suddenly, but there was only Ke Fangrui in front of her, she looked at her with a pair of bright eyes.

"Mom, why don't we go home?" Ke Fangrui thought that if her mother stopped calling, she could answer her own questions.

go home?Fang Qingyu knew that Ke Fangrui was talking about the Ke family.

"Where we live now, isn't it good?" This was the countless times Fang Qingyu answered Ke Fangrui's question since she woke up this morning.

"It's not as good as my previous home. I still remember that there was a big garden at home, and my mother often took Ruirui there to play." The mother she was talking about was not Fang Qingyu.

"What if you can't go back there again?" Fang Qingyu asked without emotion.

"Why?" Ke Fangrui shook her head, her face full of disbelief, "Because Mianmian's mother doesn't want Ruirui anymore?"

Fang Qingyu didn't answer, and took the porridge into Ke Fangrui's hands: "If you don't eat breakfast, you will become a big fool. If Ruirui doesn't drink the porridge, you will become stupid."

Ke Fangrui didn't hear her mother's soft voice, and put the porridge back in place, sobbing in her voice: "Mom, you are lying. When you were in the United States, you told Ruirui that when we came back, we could I saw my mother. But we have been back for a long, long time...you never told Ruirui when you will see your mother."

Fang Qingyu squatted in front of Ke Fangrui, reaching out to wipe away her tears. It's not that she didn't want to see Ke Momian, but she just didn't dare, didn't dare to face what Ke Momian would be like now, and who were the people around her.

"I don't like my mother anymore. My mother is a big liar. If my mother doesn't go to the United States, Mianmian's mother won't let Ruirui go..." Ke Fangrui cried more and more fiercely, and the child became more and more open-mouthed when he was sad.

"So...you hate mom?" Fang Qingyu smiled wryly. Thinking of Ke Momian these years, why doesn't she hate herself?

Ke Fangrui wiped away her tears, and looked at Fang Qingyu's words in a daze, but saw her mother suddenly look away, and sighed leisurely: "I think... she is too."

At noon that day, at the office of the president of Rongcheng Group, a delicious lunch regularly appeared on Ke Momian's desk. She raised her eyes and met Xin Xinran with an uncomfortable expression, thinking that she was still concerned about the events of the previous few days. If you have a grudge, you don't care.

"There's nothing else to do here, you should go eat too." Ke Momian put down her pen and wanted to open the lunch box. Seeing that Xin Xinran was reluctant to leave, she asked again, "What's wrong?"

"Hey, this is for you." Xin Xinran took out the paper bag hidden behind her back, and handed it to Ke Momian with both hands.

"What?" Ke Momian took it puzzled, and opened the paper bag under Xin Xinran's expectant eyes.

"Scarf?" Ke Momian unfurled the scarf and looked at it casually, a little surprised, "You knitted it yourself?"

"Well, I was at fault for arguing with you a few days ago. This should be a gift to make amends and apologize." Xin Xinran couldn't help blushing as she spoke. Extra tweaky.

"But..." Ke Momian put down her scarf and looked at her with her chin in her hand, "You said I'm not qualified to meddle in your private affairs, you're right, why do you have to apologize to me?"

"I have a bad attitude," Xin Xinran thought for a while, "Maybe I should make up for the birthday present I owe you."

"Oh?" Ke Momian picked it up again and looked at it. She never thought that red was suitable for her, but it was the color suitable for Xin Xinran.

"I learned it from my mother, so..." Seeing that Ke Momian found the hole in the scarf, Xin Xinran hurriedly explained, "So some minor problems are normal, I have dismantled and rewoven it many times... But still..."

Ke Momian looked at her with a half-smile, and Xin Xinran became anxious, took the scarf and wrapped it around her neck: "Look, isn't it good to wrap it around? It doesn't come out at all, there are small holes."

Ke Momian almost laughed out loud, and waved her hand: "Very good."

"You're still laughing! I know you don't need anything, that's why I thought of knitting a scarf for you. If you knit it yourself, you can't buy it, right?" Xin Xinran said confidently.

Ke Momian finally laughed. It was the first time Xin Xinran saw her laughing so disregarding her image. It was a bit...a bit like the carefree woman in the photo I saw at Ke's house.

"You..." Ke Momian couldn't breathe with a smile, "How can there be such a poorly made scarf for sale? I want a bad review."

"Hey!" Xin Xinran seemed upset, but his words were full of smiles, "You despise me so much, so I will take it back!"

"Don't..." Ke Momian suppressed a smile and put the scarf back into the bag, looking at the man's twinkling eyes solemnly, "Xin Xinran, thank you for your gift."

Xin Xinran looked at Ke Momian, who had curved eyebrows and eyes. Apart from being unfamiliar, only joy was sprouting.

"Then... I'm going to eat." Xin Xinran suppressed the desire to scream in her heart, and turned around lightly.

"Xin Xinran." Ke Momian called her to stop.

Xin Xinran turned back to look at her, Ke Momian was smiling, so bright that it made her heart warm.

"There's a charity ball next week, come with me." Ke Momian called her to stop on a whim, and even Ke Momian himself was surprised by this thoughtless invitation.

"Oh... okay!" The astonished expression only stayed on Xin Xinran's face for a moment, she nodded, and walked quickly to the door of the office, feeling that her steps were floating.

When he opened the door, he looked back at Ke Momian, and she was meeting his gaze, smiling unabated.

The author has something to say: When I come out to post in the middle of the night, it is so troublesome to use my mobile phone to post!Who can understand the feeling of losing the power and internet at 10:30 in the dormitory!

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