Lu Minglei: "You are sick, isn't that a big deal for your family?"
He drove very steadily, and his slender, jade-like knuckles were particularly reassuring on the steering wheel.
The little ancestor knew about it and secretly submitted a "letter of allegiance" to Uncle Xie to show his loyalty.
The consequences are disastrous.
Xie Ling still put her usual lipstick in his car and answered without thinking: "My mother is the one who is given the most attention at home."
Lu Minglei touched the high nose bridge with his fingertips and finally changed the subject.
There was a hint of understanding in those cold peach blossom eyes.
He told Uncle Xie about the time when Xie Ling went to the bar, and Uncle Xie's original words were "mind your own business."
When Uncle Xie learned that Aunt Xue was also among them, his attitude changed drastically.
Uncle Xie used a license plate number and made arrangements in advance to stop the man within ten minutes.
Poor bar owner.
Lu Minglei: "It's not easy for your dad either."
Xie Ling disagreed, "My father enjoys it."
…
Xue Qingdai changed to a new cheongsam designer because she was too idle.
This used to be the case before kids went to college.
Xie Yan was born with a personality that liked to be in control of the overall situation. He arranged everything, and the children were raised by their grandparents in turn since they were young.
Her involvement was minimal.
When the children grew up and went to college, she suddenly felt more guilty, and things became a mess.
Xie Yan had arranged Xie Lin's career path in the military since she was a child, and there was nothing she could do.
She intervened in Xie Ling's school affairs, and sometimes she couldn't stop Xie Yan's decision.
Lingling's love is free and she shouldn't say too much.
The children have their own lives and she has hers.
This feeling of frustration disappeared when Xue Qingdai's anger increased after a new batch of cheongsams were delivered.
"Madam, this pattern suits you. The lavender base with pink embroidery is very attractive, and a little bit of it showing at the collarbone highlights your temperament."
Ms. Ma seldom provides door-to-door delivery. Her family has strong connections, and the clients she introduces are either rich or noble, so there are very few people who can please her.
One has to admit that the wives of senior executives are naturally beautiful, so they don't have to tell a bunch of disgusting lies.
From the moment she entered the Xie family compound, she couldn't help being shocked. Ms. Ma was a connoisseur of goods. She felt that all the ornaments she looked at were rare items and antiques.
Xue Qingdai liked the green cheongsam very much and couldn't put it down after putting it on, but she didn't show it.
"My assistant will transfer the balance to your account on time."
"Okay, thank you, ma'am."
Ms. Ma took off her black gloves, packed up all her equipment, and sighed that she was worthy of being the wife of a high-ranking official and did everything perfectly. She was about to leave.
There were suddenly some unusual noises outside the door, and Xie Yan came back.
Xie Yan was dressed in military uniform and had a cold and hard profile. He was intimidating just by standing there. His facial features were sharp and three-dimensional. He walked in with footsteps, then suddenly stopped. He stood there and glanced at Xue Qingdai from a distance.
The bright white and green are like a lotus emerging from the water.
This is his wife.
Xue Qingdai chuckled and said, "Little Pony."
Ms. Ma came back to her senses from her ice sculpture state and moved her legs. This was the person her parents always admired. He looked too young. Shouldn't he be an old man with some white hair?
Ms. Ma nodded like a chick pecking at food and stepped back.
Xue Qingdai: "She followed me into the room right after she arrived, so I couldn't tell her to leave."
Xie Yan held her waist and said nothing. The person in his arms gradually understood what he was thinking.
It was not in vain.
"Let's go to Xinjiang Province tomorrow. I'll call you at nine o'clock."
Xue Qingdai kissed his chin and helped him unbutton his clothes that were stuck on his Adam's apple.
Xue Qingdai: "Is this cheongsam so beautiful?"
He reacted so strongly?
All the muscles in my body are tense and feel painful to the touch.
Xie Yan wrapped her small hand in his big palm, his eyes darkened, and held her horizontally, "We are tired after a day, let's go take a shower."
Xue Qingdai had just woken up and her whole body smelled delicious!
A military plane flew over Beijing Airport.
Xue Qingdai thought she would only be gone for a month, but in the end, almost half a year had passed.
As the Chinese New Year approaches, Xie Yan becomes even busier after returning.
The guesthouse they lived in in Xinjiang Province was built in the 1980s and 1990s and had simple facilities. Xue Qingdai was not used to living there, so she bought a house but sold it a week in advance because it seemed that the house was too big and difficult to sell.
Xue Qingdai made an appointment with her daughter Xie Ling, whom she hadn't seen for a long time, to eat hotpot at the old place. When wandering outside, she enjoyed this taste the most.
Lu Minglei sent Xie Ling over and the two were reluctant to part, as if they had just started dating.
"Is Xiao Lu free? Let's eat together." Xue Qingdai took the initiative to persuade him to stay.
Lu Minglei glanced at Xie Ling's eyes and saw that Xie Ling agreed.
"Aunt Xue, I'm free."
Just as the spring water boiled, Xie Yan called.
When Xie Yan arrived, he was carrying a small bucket of nourishing porridge and wearing the black down jacket that Xue Qingdai bought for him.
"You're here." Xue Qingdai went to hug him first.
Xie Yan lowered his head and pecked Xue Qingdai's lips lightly, then raised his eyes and found that there were two other people in the box, his phoenix eyes were calm.
He served Xue Qingdai some meat slices and added her favorite dipping sauce, then looked at his daughter Xie Ling, "Are you talking again?"
Xie Ling's face turned red from the heat in the room. "Well, he's pretty nice to me."
Ah? Xue Qingdai was confused. What did she miss?
Xie Ling: "Mom, Lu Minglei and I broke up before, but we got back together."
Xue Qingdai's hand was held by Xie Yan. She was surprised, but she refused to admit defeat and said, "I can see it all. You are my daughter. How can you hide it from me?"
"If you decide to be together, manage it well and don't leave any regrets."
She looked so foolish when she tried to match her daughter with Lu Minglei that even Xie Yan couldn't stand it.
Young people’s love life is so complicated, she didn’t understand it.
Xie Yan laughed twice, "Nothing can escape your discerning eyes."
Xue Qingdai glared at him. She understood clearly that Xie Yan was praising her in the opposite way.
Lu Minglei finally breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at Xie Ling with his dazzling peach blossom eyes, his eyes full of excitement.
Xue Qingdai later heard from Xie Ling that Lu Minglei often took her to and from get off work. Later, when she went to do an internship at the Tsinghua Primary School, Lu Minglei also took her there. It took him two hours on the way, but he had no regrets.
These were not enough to move Xie Ling.
Lu Minglei also told Xie Ling that she had successfully started her own business. Xie Ling had left him 30,000 yuan, which Lu Minglei took as start-up capital for his second business venture.
Xie Ling is now a major shareholder of DeepBlue Technology, and Lu Minglei is her employee.
Xie Ling: "Also, there are not many people at home, and Lu Minglei was afraid that I would be scared at home alone, so he bought the house next door to ours."
"Some parents at the school complained that I was not a good teacher, and Lu Minglei helped me convince them. Being with him, I have fewer worries."
"Even in arguments, I can never win over him. He is very eloquent and has a powerful tongue."
"My tears just flowed naturally, and he softened."
"I learned this trick from you. Crying really is a technical skill."
Xue Qingdai: “…”
Xue Qingdai looked at Xie Yan aggrievedly, her round watery eyes sparkling. She was not crying fake tears, her tears were all true.
Xie Yan tapped her forehead with his fingertips, "Don't worry, I know everything."
What did Xie Yan know?
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