Chapter 28 Chapter 28 [Update 1] Okay, I look forward to your...
Liu Jingheng's worn-out CPU ran slowly for a century.
The system is down.
The only clue was that the light was dim and Cheng Yunqing might have mistaken him for Qin Chuyao and kissed him.
Just go with the flow.
Liu Jingheng lowered her voice and pretended to be deep: "Yunqing, let's watch the kitten together next time."
This is the sentence that Qin Chuyao used to express his feelings after Cheng Yunqing was framed for abusing cats and later vindicated and treated as a cannon fodder.
Cheng Yunqing's hand that was wiping the sweat from his face suddenly stopped.
In the ever-expanding pupils, a magnitude 10 earthquake was occurring.
Liu Jingheng said, let’s watch cats together next time.
Next time, let’s go watch cats together.
"When is the next time?" Cheng Yunqing asked. He didn't think that Liu Jingheng was just being polite to him.
Liu Jingheng: "I'll get back and check my schedule, then I'll give you an answer."
Well, this is also Qin Chuyao's tactic of playing hard to get.
Cheng Yunqing put down his hand, then raised it again, as if he couldn't find a reasonable place to put it. At the same time, his snow-white cheeks were dyed red by the night wind.
"Okay." He suddenly leaned over, grabbed Liu Jingheng's wheelchair with both hands, and pulled Liu Jingheng to his side with a tightening movement.
The two faces were very close.
Cheng Yunqing lowered his eyes, his gaze tracing every detail of Liu Jingheng, and repeated:
"good."
*
Liu Jingheng returned home in a daze in Cheng Yunqing's car.
He pretended to be Qin Chuyao all the way, and wondered if Cheng Yunqing had noticed anything.
Before entering the house, Cheng Yunqing called him again:
"I'll send you a message, you must reply, otherwise I will come to your house in person to confirm your safety."
Liu Jingheng:?
"OK."
When I entered the room, the kitten "Cube" came over bleating, rubbing against me, kissing me and hugging me.
As for why it is called "Square", it is because the other one is called "Ball".
After taking a shower, Liu Jingheng lay down on the bed and opened the game as usual.
Boss is online!
【Hello. 】
Boss: [Yeah.]
Liu Jingheng: [Would you like to see my cat today, too?]
Boss: [I don’t watch it.]
Liu Jingheng: [Let’s play games together.]
Boss: [No fight.]
Liu Jingheng: [Good night.]
He yawned with his eyes wide open, quit the game, and slowly fumbled for the charging cable.
"Ding——" a notification sounded from the phone.
This is a push from the Little Red Potato APP:
[A note for expectant mothers. Finally, someone has laid out all the important things to pay attention to during pregnancy.]
Liu Jingheng rubbed her eyes and suddenly woke up.
According to the following plot, he must first experience various pregnancy reactions during pregnancy, attract the attention of the Qin family, and then find a way to get a pregnancy test form to show the Qin family.
Liu Jingheng clicked on the Little Red Potato push notification.
First, during the first 1-4 weeks of pregnancy, you may experience frequent urination, nausea and vomiting, missed periods, and extreme aversion to certain smells.
At 5-8 weeks, constipation and bloating, rapid heartbeat, mood swings, thirst and drooling occur;
9-12 weeks: Clothes don't fit, pelvic discomfort occurs, and the uterus develops rapidly.
Liu Jingheng copied the notes into his little notebook as he read.
…
The next day.
Liu Jingheng opened her eyes to the sound of the alarm.
First, I clench my fist firmly every morning as usual:
I am a vicious cannon fodder, destroying the protagonist's feelings, breaking up the couple, and gaining power in an insidious way. This is my unshakable belief.
He sat down in the hall and waited for the clapperboard to strike.
The bleak wind swirled around him, and he drew his sword and looked around, feeling confused.
Very good, the Qin family is empty.
President Qin and Qin Chuyao went to the company. Old Master Qin had made an appointment to play golf with someone, so only Uncle Li was there, busy arguing with the landscape designer.
Liu Jingheng's back was covered with a layer of gloom.
"My good Jingjing~" Uncle Li had just finished arguing with the designer. He turned around with a smile and came over rubbing his hands.
"Boss Qin left an important document at home that he needs urgently. I have to keep an eye on that guy, fearing he might secretly chop down Boss Qin's favorite redwood tree while I'm away." Uncle Li glared at the designer, "So, could you please ask our sensible and clever Jingjing to deliver it to Boss Qin?"
Liu Jingheng thought for a moment:
"OK."
Uncle Li gave him two hundred yuan:
"Take a taxi there, and buy snacks for the rest."
Liu Jingheng slowly packed the money and took the folder from Uncle Li.
After watching Liu Jingheng get into the car, Uncle Li turned around and went back to continue fighting with the designer for three hundred rounds.
In the car.
Liu Jingheng looked at the folder in her hand.
Files... files...
These two words flashed through his mind again and again.
I remembered that there was a plot about file exchange in the original text.
Qin Chuyao invited Cheng Yunqing to his home, but he was temporarily summoned to the company by his uncle, leaving only Cheng Yunqing, Uncle Li and the original owner as cannon fodder at home.
At this time, Qin Chuyao called and said that his uncle had left an important document at home and needed it urgently for a meeting, so he asked Cheng Yunqing to help send it to the company.
All of this was heard clearly by the original owner who was hiding in a dark corner.
He knew very well that Qin Chuyao's uncle was a ruthless character who would even kill his own mother when he went crazy, so he secretly swapped the documents while Cheng Yunqing was not paying attention, causing his uncle to make a big joke at an important meeting.
The uncle overturned the table and threatened that he would kill Cheng Yunqing without a burial place.
Thinking of this, Liu Jingheng shuddered.
He even killed his own mother... Is he still a human being? He is worse than pigs and dogs.
Although Qin Chuyao's villain uncle has not yet appeared online and the timeline does not match, but time waits for no one, so it doesn't matter if he dies early or late.
The taxi driver was concentrating on driving when suddenly the steering wheel suddenly turned and the sound of brakes resounded through the sky.
Behind the master's frightened face, a sinister face slowly emerged, bleeding from the nose:
"Master, please turn around and go to the Jinhai University Affiliated Hospital..."
*
Cheng Yunqing was concentrating on writing a study report at his desk when a fellow intern came in to talk:
"Yunqing, someone is looking for you."
Cheng Yunqing wrote furiously without even looking up:
"not see."
"Well, the escalator in the lobby is under maintenance. I finally managed to drag my wheelchair up..."
Before he finished speaking, a white shadow flashed by.
The classmates looked again and saw that Cheng Yunqing was so big.
Cheng Yunqing has always paid great attention to his appearance, but this time he ran as if the patient was critically ill.
On the way, I met a colleague who was returning with a courier. I handed him a courier document. He even forgot to say "thank you". He snatched the document and disappeared in an instant.
"Liu Jingheng."
Liu Jingheng sat at the stairs, considering whether to drag the wheelchair up like she did when she came up, or wait a little longer until the elevator was inspected.
Suddenly he heard someone calling him from behind.
Turning around, I saw Cheng Yunqing, who was wearing a white coat, with his hands on his knees, a briefcase tucked under his arm, and he was still catching his breath.
Suddenly, the heavy breathing stopped, and Cheng Yunqing's beautiful eyebrows gathered together:
"What's wrong with your nose?"
Liu Jingheng was stunned for a while, then slowly pulled a ball of toilet paper out of her nose:
"The driver braked suddenly and hit his face on the seat."
Cheng Yunqing frowned, with a hint of blue between his brows.
After a long while, he took out a cotton ball from his pocket and gently supported Liu Jingheng's chin with one hand: "Look up."
Liu Jingheng looked up obediently.
"Even if you sit in the back seat, remember to fasten your seat belt." Cheng Yunqing reminded her with concern, and his hands were not idle either, carefully wiping the blood stains around Liu Jingheng's nose.
"Wait here, I'll go find some clean water." Cheng Yunqing casually put the express documents on the bench and trotted to the bathroom.
Liu Jingheng rubbed her red and swollen nose. She had clearly seen the document left behind by Cheng Yunqing, but in order to perfectly fit the original description, she had to put on a thief's look, turning her head like a 360-degree camera, and then a meaningful smile appeared at the corner of her lips.
He tiptoed and switched the documents he got from Uncle Li with Cheng Yunqing's documents.
After doing that, you have to pretend nothing happened and pretend to enjoy the scenery.
Cheng Yunqing came and went in a hurry, carefully helping Liu Jingheng clean his bleeding nose, and sat with him for a while. After making sure that the bleeding had stopped and the coagulation function was fine, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"By the way, why did you suddenly come to the hospital to see me?" He then remembered the important matter.
Liu Jingheng lowered her eyes: Yes, I came here... ?
Seeing that he was like a piece of wood and couldn't respond for a long time, Cheng Yunqing understood and smiled.
She raised her hand to help Liu Jingheng straighten her slightly messy collar, and said in a clear voice:
"If you want to see me, send me a message. I'll come see you right after get off work. Why do you have to run around? Isn't it tiring?"
Liu Jingheng was silent.
Start messing up the formulas, no matter which timeline you are in or who the other party is.
In the original story, Cheng Yunqing was heartbroken upon hearing the news that Qin Chuyao was about to get engaged to the original owner, and planned to go abroad to relax for a while. Upon hearing the news, Qin Chuyao, without a word, abandoned the original owner at the engagement ceremony and rushed to the airport to arrest her.
Although the abandoned original owner was furious, Green Tea never showed her emotions on her face.
He also followed Qin Chuyao to the airport. When he appeared in front of the two of them, he was panting and sweating, but he smiled with a strong face.
"I'm sorry, Brother Chu Yao, I don't want you to see me like this, but the voice in my heart keeps screaming at me, saying that I want to see you like crazy."
Liu Jingheng tsk-tsk in her heart.
Why is it that when the original author describes dialogues, they are always like an old lady’s foot binding, smelly and long?
In the blink of an eye, I have forgotten most of the original text.
Liu Jingheng could only randomly combine the words that still remained in her memory:
"I'm sorry, Brother Chu Yao said I was crazy and screamed to see you."
Cheng Yunqing frowned, thought for a moment, and soon relaxed.
Although he felt a momentary irritation after being called "Brother Chuyao", it seemed that Qin Chuyao had done a good thing this time.
Because it was Qin Chuyao who reminded Liu Jingheng: He wanted to see me like crazy, and awakened the ignorant feelings in Liu Jingheng's heart.
By the way, he also heard from Qin Chuyao how Liu Jingheng almost went crazy just to see him. It was a rare and beautiful scene.
Cheng Yunqing gently pulled Liu Jingheng's hand over and carelessly kneaded his fingertips:
“When you no longer need others to remind you of your thoughts, my life will be complete.”
Liu Jingheng: ???
I don't understand what he is saying.
Cheng Yunqing looked up at the clock, sighed softly, and stood up reluctantly:
"I'm still at work and need to go back now. If you still miss me after I get off work, just send me a message."
Liu Jingheng walked away with a puzzled look on her face.
At this time, the Rilon Group headquarters building.
Several shareholders have arrived in the spacious and bright conference room.
Qin Du gave up his position as the meeting host to Qin Chuyao and sat one seat back to Qin Chuyao's right.
Qin Chuyao, who was sitting in the seat, had a body so stiff that it was about to break. Only his eyeballs could move, and he kept looking at the clock.
He left important documents at home and now he can only play dumb.
And that damn Uncle Li, he crawled over to deliver a document when asked to? He clearly lied and said his uncle needed it urgently, but this old man still dared to dawdle, not even taking his uncle seriously.
Several shareholders in the audience were also checking the time frequently, and one or two of them had already cast scrutinizing glances.
Qin Chuyao swallowed his saliva and glanced at Qin Du. He saw that he was just flipping through the report as if nothing had happened.
"Representative Qin." At this time, the secretary knocked on the door and came in, leaning over to whisper in Qin Du's ear, "Your housekeeper said he's here to help you deliver the documents you left behind."
Qin Du raised his eyes. Help him deliver it?
Senhan's gaze shifted from Qin Chuyao to Qin Du, who sneered:
"Bring it in."
After Qin Chuyao received the heavy documents, his heart, which had been hanging in the air, finally settled down.
Huh? Why did the file bag change color?
Tsk, it must be that damn Uncle Li, he was so clumsy that he damaged the original file bag.
Seeing that all the shareholders had arrived, Qin Chuyao finally straightened his shrimp-like back and cleared his throat:
"I'm sorry to have kept you waiting. Here are our group's financial statements for this quarter. For a more intuitive view, I've printed them all out and everyone will have a copy."
He acted very seriously, with some of the demeanor of a manager of a large company, and instructed his secretary to distribute the documents to each shareholder.
Qin Du took the document, opened it and took a look.
With just one glance, he stuffed the document back, placed it on the table, leaned back, and his eyes fell on Qin Chuyao's face.
Several other shareholders took out the documents, looked at them with deeply frowned eyebrows, and then looked at the documents of the people next to them and compared them with each other.
Qin Chuyao turned on the large projection behind him and pointed upwards with his small pole:
"It can be seen from the data table that the overall financial profits this quarter are on an upward trend."
An old shareholder with gray hair threw the documents on the table:
"I didn't see any signs of rising profits, but I did see that with the arrival of spring, our classmate Qin was feeling a surge of love."
Qin Chuyao frowned: What is this old man talking about?
When the other shareholders heard this, they all laughed.
Qin Du looked at the folder on the table and snorted.
Qin Chuyao's anger was at its maximum: You old idiot, you only own a few shares, and you dare to talk to the young master like that? I'll...
I got stuck halfway through what I was saying.
His pupils began to dilate violently. The extremely powerful earthquake triggered a devastating tsunami, which instantly swept him into the huge waves and disappeared without a trace.
The document bags in the hands of several shareholders revealed several A4-sized photos.
One shows Liu Jingheng sitting in a rapeseed field, reaching out to touch the dancing butterflies;
One showed Liu Jingheng leaning against the window, gazing at the huge, round moon above the holiday villa;
One is Liu Jingheng...
All of them are Liu Jingheng...
Qin Chuyao was like a duck with its neck pinched, his soul sucked out, and he stood there like a sculpture.
The shareholders joked:
"Xiao Qin really has a good eye. The sweetheart in the photo looks smart and capable."
Qin Chuyao rubbed his forehead fiercely, his mouth trembling as he opened it:
"No, I..."
"Okay." Qin Du interrupted him, placed the document next to him, and stood up. "It seems Chu Yao is not ready yet. Everyone, give him a little more time. I apologize for making everyone come here in vain today. The meeting time will be notified separately."
After that, the other shareholders also stood up.
The rhythmic footsteps spread from near to far until they disappeared.
Finally, there was the sound of the door closing and the roar of Qin Chuyao's heartbeat like thunder.
Damn it! Liu Jingheng!
…
When the elevator door opened in front of Qin Du, he was met with the secretary's melancholy face.
"Representative, your housekeeper..." He glanced, and Qin Du followed his gaze to see Liu Jingheng at the office door.
He sat obediently in a wheelchair, holding a supermarket plastic bag in his hand.
Qin Du nodded and signaled his secretary to go ahead and get busy.
Liu Jingheng waited until he was about to fall asleep. Although his secretary came to inform him several times that "Representative Qin's meeting will take a long time", he responded every time:
"It's okay, I have plenty of time."
Because he was the nominal housekeeper of the Qin family, the secretary couldn't really ask the security guards to come and kick him out.
Liu Jingheng heard the sound and turned around in her wheelchair.
In front of him was the tall Qin Du, his gaze dark and gloomy.
He looked behind Qin Du but didn't see Qin Chuyao.
Scratching my head.
Now that the protagonist is not here, who is he performing this show for?
Qin Du ignored him and went straight into the office.
The hand that was about to close the door stopped in mid-air. After a while, he withdrew his hand, leaving the door open.
Liu Jingheng took advantage of the situation and followed him into the house.
He picked up the small notebook hanging from his neck and took a look.
During the first 4 weeks of pregnancy, you may experience frequent urination, nausea and vomiting, missed periods, and extreme aversion to certain smells.
"Anything else?" Qin Du turned on his computer without even looking at him.
Liu Jingheng nodded:
"Boss Qin, actually I..."
"I need to go to the bathroom."
Qin Du pursed his lips, his eyes fixed on the computer screen, and said coldly:
"Turn right when you get out."
Liu Jingheng walked away in her wheelchair.
After a while, he came back.
He opened his mouth and said, "Boss Qin, actually I..."
"I still want to go to the bathroom."
Qin Du: "Go out and turn right."
Liu Jingheng left and came back again:
"Boss Qin, actually I want to say... I need to go to the bathroom again."
Qin Du withdrew his gaze from the computer, crossed his arms, and stared straight at his face.
After a breath, he said, "Do you need my secretary to go to the hospital to help you get an appointment with the urology department?"
Liu Jingheng was delighted.
Luckily, he was well prepared. He stayed up all night last night, writing down every green tea quote he could remember about the original owner in a small notebook.
When someone expresses concern for you, you should respond:
"Brother, I'm fine, don't worry. You should go check on your girlfriend/boyfriend first. He seems angry again."
Then you have to act like a weak willow in the wind, showing your pain while also demonstrating your magnanimity and understanding.
Liu Jingheng happily picked up the little notebook and took advantage of the limited time to read it again to deepen her memory and avoid making mistakes.
I turned to "When the other person shows concern for you", but there was not enough paper to write it all, so the answer is on the next page.
Liu Jingheng turned the page and began to read the answers she had written down in advance:
"Brother, I'm wearing transparent panties today. They have a very cute lace. Do you want to see them? I remember your lover doesn't like wearing transparent panties."
After Liu Jingheng finished reading, she frowned in confusion.
Such unfamiliar words.
I looked down and twirled the footer with my fingers—
Hands, you have to turn the pages of the book one by one.
Qin Du on the opposite side sneered, glanced at the small notebook in his hand, and said:
"It seems I need to see not only the urology department, but also the neurology department."
Liu Jingheng closed the notebook and asked:
"I just read it wrong. Can I read it again?"
"Okay." Qin Du said, "Before that, let me take a look at your transparent panties."
Liu Jingheng grabbed the waistband of her pants.
This is not appropriate.
Liu Jingheng looked around and saw the plastic bag she had been holding in her hand.
Then an idea came to me.
He slowly took out a pack from the bag...
sanitary napkin.
It was her first time improvising, so she was a little nervous. Liu Jingheng said with a big tongue:
"Sure, but... I'm on my period soon and I need a clean sanitary napkin. Can you give me a moment?"
Qin Du:.
Liu Jingheng hugged the sanitary napkin tightly, frowned suddenly, and read the script, pouting like the original owner:
"Yeah... I suddenly remembered that I didn't have my period this month..."
Very good, perfect, accidentally pointing out the fact that I might be pregnant.
Qin Du's expression was indifferent, his eyes were calm:
"You know a lot."
Liu Jingheng's eyebrows widened, and a blush crept up her cheeks:
"Yes, Du, although I haven't been to school much, I know a lot. The map of the country is shaped like a rooster; Xiao Ming gave me ten apples, and I ate three and still had seven left; I can also sew buttons..."
Liu Jingheng counted on her fingers and showed Qin Du his medals of honor one by one.
I know a lot, but it's basically useless.
"Go home and ask Uncle Li to help you with two-digit addition and subtraction. I'm very busy." Qin Du interrupted him, feeling really bored.
Liu Jingheng nodded: "Okay."
He slid his wheelchair out the door.
After a while, he drove back again:
"Well, before I go, I want to go to the bathroom again."
Qin Du took a deep breath slowly:
"Go out and turn right."
Liu Jingheng left.
Qin Du thought that Liu Jingheng would go home obediently this time, but when he looked up, he saw him swaying in his wheelchair at the door.
He was still mumbling loudly and emotionlessly: "Toilet, toilet, I need to go to the toilet."
Qin Du looked at it for a long time and finally couldn't help laughing.
Combined with Qin Chuyao's description of Liu Jingheng, he suddenly wondered if Liu Jingheng was "Reborn as a Fool".
*
As the last rays of sunset faded, the Qin family's dinner table was full of people, but deserted.
The few of them ate in silence. Qin Chuyao was like an eggplant hit by frost, his mind full of the shareholders' words, "Spring is here, and classmate Qin is also starting to feel romantic."
He chewed the rice grains fiercely, his eyes like knives, quietly cutting the butterfly-like face of Liu Jingheng who was serving him.
Liu Jingheng was also waiting for an opportunity.
He sat next to Mr. Qin and asked:
"Grandpa, is it delicious?"
Mr. Qin: "Not bad."
Liu Jingheng: "Can I have a taste?"
Old Master Qin: "...That's fine..."
Uncle Li didn't think he was being unruly at all. In his eyes, this was called being frank and adorable! Without waiting for the old man to say anything, he ran to get a new set of bowls and chopsticks for Liu Jingheng.
Liu Jingheng picked up a noodle.
Very good, now is the time.
He chewed twice, then suddenly covered his mouth and tilted his head.
"Uh...yue..."
As soon as the voice came out, everyone at the table stood up and stepped back.
"Aren't you disgusting?" Qin Chuyao jumped up and cursed.
Uncle Li, on the other hand, ran very fast:
"What's wrong with Jingjing? Are you feeling unwell? Did you have an upset stomach?"
Liu Jingheng held her chest and shook her head. When she raised her head, her drooping eyebrows drooped into a wronged shape. Her wet eyes were like a puppy, staring at Qin Chuyao longingly.
Qin Chuyao backed away in disgust until he reached the door.
As soon as he got home, he wanted to talk to his grandfather about Liu Jingheng and get him fired, but he saw his grandfather holding the certificate of honor sent by the competition committee:
[Contestant: Qin Haoyuan
Won the second place in the primary school group in the 21st Jinhai Calligraphy Competition.
Instructor: Liu Jingheng
The old man smiled like Maitreya Buddha.
Qin Chuyao swallowed back all the curse words he wanted to say.
In the entire Qin family, only Qin Du remained calm. He finished his dinner in silence, put down his chopsticks, said "I'm done", and turned to go upstairs.
Leaving behind Liu Jingheng to patiently persuade everyone:
"I didn't eat anything that upset my stomach, so why am I vomiting? It's so strange, why?"
…
upstairs.
Qin Du took off his glasses, put them away, and turned off the computer.
The sky outside the window was as dark as ink. The hour hand circled the dial several times and pointed exactly to "ten".
Qin Du looked at his phone for a long time, then took it and turned on the screen.
A voice came from the smart home: "It's 10:00 Beijing time now. It's time for a break. Xiaozhi will adjust the lights for you. I wish you a pleasant dream."
Suddenly, the light was turned on, and the blue light from the phone screen was projected onto Qin Du's face. The screen image was reflected in his dark eyes:
【Gangyi Game】
For some unknown reason, I ignored the smart home reminder and logged into the game.
Liu Jingheng's game avatar is lit.
Every time you log into the game, he will be online and will send you a "Hello" as soon as possible.
It's like a programmed AI, punctual but without emotion.
Qin Du put his hand on his chin, thought for a moment, and sent:
【I'm online very late today.】
Liu Jingheng always puts on a good show: [Yes, I'm not feeling well.]
Qin Du: [What?]
Liu Jingheng: [Frequent urination, vomiting, and loss of appetite.]
Qin Du stopped typing.
Because of his personality, he usually can't express concern. If you say "Are you okay" one more time, he will feel uncomfortable as if his whole body is covered with thorns.
After a long silence, Liu Jingheng took the initiative to send a message:
I might be pregnant.
Qin Du's hand holding the phone trembled.
What a fresh word.
Liu Jingheng continued: [I might be getting married soon. Can we still play games together after we get married?]
Qin Du chuckled. He placed his phone on the table, supported his chin with one hand, and pointed at the screen with his index finger:
【With whom.】
Liu Jingheng: [My young master.]
Qin Du continued typing with a smile on his lips that he didn't even notice:
【I wish you and your young master a long and happy marriage. 】
Liu Jingheng: [Thank you.]
The two of them randomly started two games. The games normally took seven or eight minutes, but because of Liu Jingheng's participation, the games were fast-forwarded eight times, and the results were all positive.
Qin Du said he was going to sleep and quickly logged off.
Under the dim night light, Qin Du held the full English version of "A Tale of Two Cities" and flipped through a few pages.
But I couldn't understand a single word.
He closed the book and rubbed his tired brows.
It's not like he hasn't heard Qin Chuyao's evaluation of Liu Jingheng many times:
"A scheming man, a poor bastard, who dreams of marrying into a wealthy family all day long, but never even looks in the mirror."
At first, Qin Du also thought so.
But since Liu Jingheng entered the Qin family, she has only said five sentences to Qin Chuyao.
And most of the time, he was too lazy to even look at Qin Chuyao. Even if he didn't like her, if he wanted to marry Qin Chuyao, he would have to hone his affectionate eye contact.
When Qin Du saw the message sent by Liu Jingheng in the game just now, he did have a moment of hesitation.
Why is he so sure that he can marry Qin Chuyao?
From this perspective, Liu Jingheng really looks like a robot with coded algorithms written by programmers. She can only follow the instructions mechanically and is dull and rigid.
But precisely because of his unique CPU algorithm, Qin Du felt that it was not surprising that he could say such things.
Qin Du turned off the lights, smiled and shook his head.
Okay, looking forward to your grand wedding.
*
The next morning, Uncle Li stood in the hall with his bag on his back, shaking hands with everyone.
When Liu Jingheng came down, she saw this scene:
"Uncle Li, you were fired?"
Uncle Li took his hand and touched the pear wood door:
"No. A relative passed away back home, and I took a few days off to go home and attend the funeral. While Uncle Li is away, please help me take care of the house."
Liu Jingheng: "Okay."
"Also, you have to go to art class this afternoon by yourself." Uncle Li gave Liu Jingheng some money. "Okay, Jingheng, if it's not enough, ask again."
Liu Jingheng: "Thank you."
In literary works, weather is often used to set the mood of the characters.
Uncle Li, who went home to attend the funeral of his second aunt's nephew's father's sister-in-law's great-aunt next door, looked desolate against the gray sky.
The babysitters were busy collecting clothes:
"It looks like it's going to rain today, so you can't hang clothes outside."
After Qin Du and Qin Chuyao had breakfast, they strode out of the Qin family mansion as the nannies shouted in unison, "Goodbye, Mr. Qin, goodbye, Young Master."
In the car, the driver muttered:
"The weather forecast says it's going to rain today. I hope there won't be any traffic jams."
Qin Du glanced at the gloomy sky through the car window and said softly, "Drive."
…
Liu Jingheng was very bored, so she sat at the gate and turned on standby mode.
Fortunately, there is Cheng Yunqing. Whenever I have free time, I will send a few messages to harass him.
【Have you eaten yet?】
I woke up late today and didn't have time to eat breakfast. Now my stomach is growling.
【It's raining today, don't go out, wear more clothes. 】
[Do you have art class this afternoon? I'll pick you up after class. What's the name of your art class?]
[Are you busy? Why don’t you reply to the message? ]
Liu Jingheng wanted to go back, at least to kill some time.
But forgot.
"Ding Dong Dong~" When the alarm rang, Liu Jingheng slowly turned on the phone.
The time has come, it's time to go to art class.
Liu Jingheng opened the taxi app, and in the pause, Qin Chuyao floated past him like a wandering soul.
Because of the "Spring Heart Ripples" incident, Qin Du asked him to "have a good rest" before coming to the company.
Liu Jingheng looked at his back and suddenly asked:
"Brother Chu Yao, do you feel that there is something different about me recently?"
Qin Chuyao replied with his back: "I'm sick."
Liu Jingheng: How did you know? Did Cheng Yunqing tell him?
The car arrived, and Liu Jingheng's old CPU finally wrote a happy program, and he happily went to meet his teacher Xiaolu.
…
In the art class.
The children are scribbling on the paper.
It was dark and all the lights were turned on at four o'clock in the afternoon.
The strong light offset the silver snake that flashed by outside the window, and the sudden thunder scared the children and made them scream.
Immediately afterwards, heavy rain poured down.
Teacher Xiaolu comforted the children and quickly asked the accompanying teacher to contact the parents to inform them that they had to pick up their children on time today, otherwise there would be a traffic jam.
The accompanying teacher did his job conscientiously. He sent the message in the group and also chatted privately with each parent one by one.
Talking about Uncle Li:
[Mr. Li, it's raining heavily. You can come earlier to pick up Jingjing today.]
After waiting for a long time, Uncle Li remained unmoved.
At this time, he was in the deep mountains a thousand kilometers away, with his head wrapped in white cloth, crying heart-wrenchingly for this distant relative.
The art class was over and the parents who received the news came early.
The children were picked up one by one, and the excitement died down. At this time, only Liu Jingheng and Teacher Xiaolu who was cleaning were left in the classroom.
"Mr. Li hasn't replied yet. Maybe he's stuck in traffic and can't reply. Can you just draw for a while and wait patiently?"
Liu Jingheng nodded and continued to scribble on the paper.
At five o'clock, Jinhai City was completely dark under the storm, and the path in front of the art class was completely blocked.
Teacher Xiaolu is calling over there:
"I still have a student here. Auntie, please take my daughter to dinner first. I'll be back later."
After hanging up the phone, I turned around and saw Liu Jingheng holding her chin with one hand, looking out the window at the apocalyptic weather, motionless like a sculpture.
"Jingjing, do you remember your parents' phone number? Should I ask them to answer the phone?"
Liu Jingheng stared at the rain curtain, which overlapped with her memory of the weather on the day her parents escaped.
"No parents," he said.
Teacher Xiaolu was embarrassed. She still hadn't fully grasped Liu Jingheng's family structure. He, Uncle Li, and Mr. Qin, who paid for his tuition, all had different surnames. Was he adopted? Or was he working for the Qin family? No explanation seemed to make sense.
Because if we say that he has different intelligence, it is normal if his logic seems to be fine;
But if you insist on saying that he is normal, he is still a little different from ordinary people.
Teacher Xiaolu was helpless and could only miss her three-year-old girl madly and continue to shoulder her responsibilities as a teacher.
Liu Jingheng withdrew her gaze from the rain.
By the way, Qin Chuyao has to come and pick him up.
These days, he has been busy acting in front of irrelevant people, but Qin Chuyao still doesn't notice it. After careful consideration, he realizes that it is nothing more than missing the opportunity for close contact.
Liu Jingheng opened the phone's address book. He firmly believed that Qin Chuyao's number must be in the original owner's phone.
Well, bitch number one, bitch number two...
Turn all the way to the bottom.
Beast number one hundred and twenty-three.
Liu Jingheng:.
He suddenly felt a surge of respect for the original owner. If it were him, he would never have been able to connect the name "beast number 0" with the face of the owner. The original owner was a formidable wisdom beyond his reach.
Liu Jingheng opened WeChat and found the WeChat of the nanny who had secretly pursued him before:
[Could you please give me Qin Chuyao's phone number? Thank you.]
Babysitter: [What happened to my brother?]
Liu Jingheng: [It was raining so hard that I was trapped in the art class.]
The young nanny didn't dare to overstep her bounds and could only say, "I'll go ask the young master for his opinion."
The nanny told Qin Chuyao about this, and Qin Chuyao said briefly:
"If he's sick, let him swim back by himself. If he can't swim, just stay there overnight."
After saying that, he turned and left.
After taking just two steps, he rolled his eyes, reversed the car, and sent the number to the nanny:
"Forget it. I'm not a cold-blooded person. Give him this number and ask him to call and explain the situation himself."
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