"Good" Yin Ning collaterals should be asked when Jun Ling told her that it was Thursday.
On Thursday, Jun Ling’s welcome banquet should be invited by the business elite of B city, and surely Guan Yang will also attend, right? Yin Ningluo thinks so.
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Her eyes were faint when they met.
In May season, a faint fragrance wafts in the air, intoxicating the nose. The sky is the purest blue sunshine and the brightest superstar. He turns gentle clouds into elegant gentlemen and slowly walks to welcome him. The sun shines the brightest beam on the earth, adding a quiet time.
Open balcony on the second floor
Jun Ling, a mahogany bench, was half-lying in a white household outfit, with a pair of black frames, long eyes and long fingers turning the page. His face was moist, his face was hidden, and his thin pink lips had the best radian. The breeze blew across his forehead, and his eyes were dark and moist, from which the gentle light fell to the woman beside him.
Yin Ningluo held him in his arms and fell asleep.
Yin Ningluo likes white. If two people are at home, he wears white household clothes like her. Junling thinks white is really comfortable. Color is not only the body but also the heart.
My eyes are exposed, my arms are spoiled, my little woman sleeps beautifully, and my black hair is woven into a braided hair beam, revealing a white neck and delicate jade long eyelashes like scallops.
Men are devoted to each other and women are quiet and beautiful. This scene can be painted.
The wind blew over and messed up Yin Ning’s cheeks. When Jun Ling saw her fingers, she touched her delicate skin and tender feelings were tender at her fingertips.
Looking at Yin Ning’s smile on Jun Ling’s lips never faded, but she fell asleep with a deepening intention. She was so cute that he wanted to scold her for being a bad girl.
About an hour ago, Junling was still working in her room, and Yin Ningluo just broke in with such a hint.
Junlingfang combines modern classical art with a wide wooden square ceiling structure. Treasure lamps hang from the wooden pavilion and emit orange light. There is a semi-circular floor-to-ceiling window table in the center of the wall. From here, you can see the scenery in the garden next to the other wall. There is also a window with vanilla green curtains on the left and right sides. A full of green Guanyin tree is planted in a white porcelain flowerpot at the joint corner of the two walls. Some flowers and still life paintings are irregularly hung on the wall, and a European-style carved pear-wood three-sided cabinet stands behind Junling.
Jun Ling, who has just returned from the company, is still wearing a professional elite white shirt, and the cuffs are pulled to the elbows, revealing half of his lean arms. His long black trousers are flat on the floor with white slippers and a round medium-gray carpet at the foot of the table.
Pale yellow leather swivel chair Jun Ling has a tall figure with a signature pen in his hand. His deep eyes are sweeping through the files one by one. The sunshine gives him beauty and shines through the window. Jun Ling is covered in golden yellow, cold, noble and mysterious.
Occasionally encounter problems. Jun Ling holds the pen, the forefinger bends habitually and puts it on the mouth table. On the right hand side, there is a picture of Jun Ling taking a photo with Yin Ningluo. The background is the city beach. He is wearing a light gray blouse, medium gray pants and half sitting in soft sand. On that day, Yin Ningluo was wearing a white round neck gown and light blue edged denim shorts. His long hair was tied up and hung down at his side. I don’t know when I was naughty, I ran from behind him and hugged his neck, smiled sweetly and kissed his face. At that time, the camera stopped the picture.
Jun Ling can always inadvertently leave the smiling girl at the corner of Yin Ning’s mouth, and she can freeze her lifelong beauty at a glance. Jun Ling always says that Yin Ning’s smile is magical, and no matter which side, she can always let his emotions follow, because her lips have a faint arc, which is both spoil and happiness.
It was at this time that Yin Ning Luo broke into the room. At the moment when the door was hit, Jun Ling recognized Yin Ning Luo’s bright, warm eyes, warm lips and soft smiles, and looked at my daughter outside the door to judge her mood at the moment.
He called her.
Yin coagulation collaterals came over and don’t talk with a in his hand.
It is the most common sight for Yin Ning to stay in the villa.
"Can be busy?" Yin Ning asked him face to face across the table with four eyes. Yin Ning’s eyes were as clear as water, and her eyelashes rippled slightly. She also deliberately talked to him through the tone of modern people. This is a manifestation of her small emotions.
insect
I don’t know that Jun Ling suddenly thought of this word. At this time, Yin Ning is also very suitable, but what she called "bug" is more appropriate.
Knowing that she came here, Jun Ling closed the file and got up from the chair with a smile on her lips. "I’m going to change into a home outfit."
Go change into a home outfit and read with his "bug"
She called him out to read with the balcony on the second floor, but she fell asleep with him heartlessly, so it was not too much for him to call her a "bad girl"
Jun Ling looked down at her eyes and wrists for a while. The little woman was weak. Even in the city, he didn’t dare to let her stay out in thin clothes for a long time. In May, the weather in B city was still warm and cold. How can he rest assured?
Dressed in good shoes from the recliner, Junling held her sleep in her arms.
It’s windy. Jun Ling saw Yin Ningluo frowning and his mouth gently moved. He knew that she was talking. In her arms, her Jun Ling bent slightly and called her to listen to her and said, "Jun Ling, I love you. I always love you very much."
I don’t know whether Yin Ning Luo woke up or not. When she finished this sentence, her mouth was always smiling. In May, the air not only smelled of flowers, but also sentimental. Jun Ling hugged her arms and pressed her against her chest and pursed her lips to resist the surging words.
Guanlaozhai
Xu Qianjiao is pacing anxiously in the bedroom. Her eyes are full of intrigues and calculations.
what’s to be done
what’s to be done
what’s to be done
Xu Qianjiao looked up at this luxurious villa, which is not only her home, but also her painstaking efforts. Now that Zhang Yuxi has come back, she is bound to talk to the official.
When she comes, she is bound to meet Guan Yang and will definitely return to the butler to occupy her son. After thinking that she is left alone in the old house, Guan Ya also married early, even though she is worried about her in her heart, but her daughter also has her own family to take care of. If Guan Yang also leaves at this time, what is the difference between her and the nest old man? There is no popularity. Who is rare in this cold villa?
Since it can’t prevent their husband and wife from reuniting, it’s also right to destroy the evidence before. Xu Qianjiao has always kept the information of Yin Ningluo, whether she is Yin Ningluo or Zhang Yuxi’s official recognition of her, she doesn’t have to be.
Xu Qianjiao took out the document that had been pressed to the bottom of the box. If Zhang Yuxi hadn’t taken the initiative to find the door, maybe she would have been able to hide the secret for a generation, but now she can’t. If they find out that she still has a big secret here, Xu Qianjiao will be sad the day after tomorrow.
Who wouldn’t have thought that in fact, Xu Qianjiao already knew the fact that Zhang Yuxi was alive, and she kept it from Guan Yang, which hindered the two people from meeting. On the day when the truth came out, Zhang Yuxi would blame her, and Guan Yang would also blame her. Then Xu Qianjiao would have suffered a lot for so many years, and the image of a lady would collapse in an instant, and maybe her family would break down and live on the streets.
Beside the bed, Xu Qianjiao quickly typed the envelope and pulled out the information inside. After reading it for a long time, she finally came out, "I’m sorry, Yuxi. I know it’s wrong, but mom can’t help it. If you know that Yang Er and Ji He already have children, maybe you will be white. Mom knows that it’s wrong for me to deliberately hide the news that you are alive and not tell Yang Er whether it’s mom. Don’t blame me. You see, now that you’re back, we won’t have a bitter hatred. If you can accept this fact then, mom will
Xu Qianjiao was about to tear the file in her hand, but at this time, her door was kicked from the outside. Xu Qianjiao was surprised and the file in her hand fell to the ground.
Astonished eyes look at the door Li Jihe is at the door with a pair of eyes like a fire. I hate that Xu Qianjiao can’t be burned to ashes.
Li Jihe came in and bent down in front of Xu Qianjiao to pick up the paper that fell to the ground. Cold eyes glanced at the woman sitting on the bed and moving her face away from the paper.
Xu Qian jiao greeted Li Ji’s eyes with four eyes, and felt a strange chill rising in the air.
Li Jihe hates her. She knows that.
"Why are you here? It’s getting more and more rude. I don’t know if I have to knock at the door before I can come in."
Xu Qianjiao has always been tough.
If Li Jihe wants to be greedy for official wealth, she has to bow to her and admit her mistake.
Li Jihe is not a paper pinch. It’s true that when she didn’t have a temper, she complimented Xu Qianjiao for Guan Yang’s sake. She wanted Xu Qianjiao to help coax the old woman to obey Guan Yang, which would also be her purse. But I didn’t expect that the old woman had prepared two hands behind her back. Before Zhang Yuxi didn’t come back, she was polite to her. Now that Zhang Yuxi came back, she just wanted to kick her out.