Heavy snow covered the entire city of Beijing, it began to lose its original fierceness, and gradually showed the most gentle nature, Song Luoluo stood in the snow, enjoying the baptism of snow at this moment, suddenly, there was an extra layer of barrier on her head, it turned out to be Yan Weichen holding an umbrella and walked over, and then, his voice sounded in his ears: "I've been playing for an hour, be careful of catching a cold, this snow will rain when it falls on you." As soon as the words fell, Song Luoluo pouted and quickly fled under the umbrella and said, "I don't want to use the umbrella! ”

Yan Weichen looked at Song Luoluo in front of him, who always liked to disagree with him, not angry, but distressed that she would suffer every time, for example, today, he dared to guarantee that Song Luoluo would have a fever tonight, and then he would cry and say to himself: "Weichen, I'm so uncomfortable! I will definitely listen to you next time......" Thinking of this, Yan Weichen couldn't help laughing, and Song Luoluo on the side couldn't help but ask curiously: "Weichen, what are you laughing at?" Yan Weichen didn't answer her, and then looked at her and changed the topic: " You haven't forgotten me for about a year!"

Song Luoluo smiled slightly, then threw himself into Yan Weichen's arms, and said softly: "Don't worry, I will never forget you for the rest of my life." After saying that, Yan Weichen couldn't help but throw away the umbrella, and hugged Song Luoluo's hands a little tighter, and after a while, he suddenly remembered what he was going to say to Song Luoluo in the morning, and then, he pressed Song Luoluo's shoulder, and asked softly: "Let's go back to Shanghai, seeing that the Chinese New Year is coming, let's take a look at your parents, by the way...... Take a look at Xiaoya, okay?"

For Shanghai, Song Luoluo just wants to forget, in her subconscious, she just feels that the city of Shanghai will take away everything from her at any time, at this moment she is like a frightened bird, as long as she mentions Shanghai, she will suffer from gains and losses, she turned her back to Yan Weichen, and there were 10,000 voices in her heart to persuade her to go back to Shanghai to see, because there were not only relatives but also her own daughter, but fear spread in her heart, she was afraid that if she returned to Shanghai, she would never come back.

Yan Weichen stood behind her, and hugged her tightly, as if he could see Song Luoluo's inner world, he was relieved: "I will always be by your side to protect you, this Chinese New Year we will go back to Shanghai and spend it with your parents, I will go to Zilin and my adoptive parents to sweep the grave." "Stopped," our daughter was still young...... She needs our love. ”

Song Luoluo kept recalling what Yan Weichen said in her heart, and after a while, she finally turned around and agreed: "Weichen, let's ...... Go back to Shanghai - you will always be by my side, right?" Song Luoluo, who was not at ease, still asked, and as soon as the words fell, Yan Weichen smiled and pinched Song Luoluo's face, and said dotingly: "I will naturally always be by your side, don't think nonsense - the hospital may not be on holiday until the 29th, and there are still two months to go, you will tidy up your things when you are idle at home, and you will prepare the gifts for your elders." ”

Song Luoluo nodded and said, "I know, you can rest assured that you are busy with your go." ”

- Smack!

The voice came from the study on the second floor of the Jing family, Jing Yuen took a deep breath angrily, Jing Mingchong hurriedly rushed into the room, and saw Jing Mingxuan about to pick up the torn glass on the ground, and then, he stepped forward to stop him: "Brother, don't pick it up, be careful to cut your fingers, just let Su Ma clean it up later-Dad, what's the matter, I'm so angry!" Jing Mingchong asked Jing Yuen's side again.

Jing Yuen snorted, glared at Jing Mingxuan and said angrily: "You go and ask your good brother to go, one day with that secretary who doesn't do his job, you just tell me what you missed in the morning!" As he was talking, Jing Yuen was still puzzled and threw a black folder at Jing Mingxuan, until it fell to the ground, Jing Mingxuan slowly raised his head, and he didn't intend to defend himself, while Jing Mingchong on the side picked up the folder on the ground, opened it and saw that it turned out to be the bidding book for the vacant land on the Bund, and said that his brother left the bidding meeting in a hurry in the morning, Jing Mingchong immediately closed the folder and comforted his father: "Dad, isn't it just a piece of land!" When has our Jing family ever lacked land, and which piece of land in our company's name is not more valuable than this land!" As soon as the words fell, Jing Yuen picked up the folder on the table and pulled it towards Jing Mingchong's body, but Jing Mingchong avoided it, and he said angrily: "You know a fart, I will be angry with your brothers sooner or later-what's the name of that life secretary?

As soon as Jing Mingxuan heard that he was going to resign Peng Hemiao, he immediately retorted: "I don't agree!"