When he got home, Song Qingyuan opened his luggage and put it in the cabinet, Ding Meng has been standing next to him silently accompanying him, because everyone will have times when they are lost and sad, although she will not comfort people, but someone has said that companionship is the most direct confession.

In Ding Meng's life, there is a lack of a man like Song Qingyuan, she has always thought that she will not care about feelings, but at this moment, she suddenly wants to settle down and live a normal life, whether she can go to the end with him, Ding Meng began to look forward to it slowly.

Song Qingyuan got up and looked back at her, "Are you hungry?"

She frowned, "I think you're still not happy." ”

He was stunned for a moment, then looked at her, "No." He still had a calm expression on his face, without any waves.

"Look at your face, even fools can see that you're unhappy. ”

Ding Meng looked at Song Qingyuan with a funny look, Song Qingyuan couldn't help laughing, she sometimes teased herself and said funny things, but she had never been so patient as today.

He smiled helplessly, pulled her to the edge of the bed and sat down, "I'm a little unhappy, what I'm not happy about is that you shouldn't hide it from me, if you had told me earlier, we wouldn't have stayed there for so long, and we wouldn't have embarrassed you so much." ”

Ding Meng nodded, "Actually, I also took the opportunity to explain to him clearly, the relationship between me and him back then has ended, and I don't want him to hold on to it all the time." ”

Song Qingyuan breathed a sigh of relief, as long as she let go, Yuan Ming said that after all, the relationship between the three of them is special, and now he is very important on his side of the project, he will not give up the opportunity to occupy the Qingdao market for so many years for an ex-girlfriend.

He held Ding Meng's hand, "I may need to go back to work tomorrow, because of Yuanming's project, I have to follow up with the team." ”

Ding Meng nodded, "I'll go with you, I brought my resume, and it should be no problem to interview in the past." ”

He was stunned, "Are you going to the company?

"Why? You don't want to?"

"No," Song Qingyuan was a little surprised, "It's just that I can't believe it." ”

Ding Meng pouted, "It's not that I don't worry about you." She put her finger against his chest, "If I'm bullied at the company, you have to protect me." ”

He smiled and said, "Okay." ”

She watched him smile, and then she was relieved, and finally relieved her anxiety.

In the evening, Song Qingyuan made her an egg fried rice, and Ding Meng, who didn't want to eat at all, ate a bowl of rice stubbornly, she didn't want to move, lying on the sofa and holding her belly, a little pregnant woman alive.

Song Qingyuan put the used dishes and chopsticks into the dishwasher, wiped the countertop with table paper, and after cleaning up, he turned to look at Ding Meng on the sofa, "Do you want to drink anything?"

She hugged her little belly, "Do you have any diet tablets, I'm a little up." ”

He smiled and walked around the kitchen table to her, "I'm worried about whether you'll be fattened by me right now. ”

She squinted at him with a look of disbelief, "Impossible!"

"I'm going to find a place to work out tomorrow. ”

He took out two tissues and wiped his hands clean, "Let's talk about something serious first" He pushed the cup in front of him a little farther away, "The company has indeed been accepting interns recently, but the company is very large, and I don't know much about many departments, have you figured out which department to go to?"

Ding Meng rubbed his chin, "Which department do you think I should go to?"

He leaned on her, "You are studying finance now, and our company's finance department is a little boring, and you don't plan to do design, if you recommend it, you can go to the marketing department." ”

"Marketplace?"

Song Qingyuan nodded, "Now the two largest departments, one is design, the other is marketing, if you are here, I am worried that you have to learn design from scratch, it is too time-consuming, and the marketing department is composed of many small departments, whether it is sales or supervision, it is easier for you to get started." ”

Ding Meng nodded, if she analyzed it like this, she really shouldn't have to design, but she had more ideas, "Design doesn't need an assistant?"

Song Qingyuan was stunned, he didn't expect this, after all, in his impression, she was not a person who could do that kind of complicated work, and if it was challenging, she might still be interested.

Since she wants to be a designer assistant, then he is naturally willing, and he can follow behind his ass during the day and watch anytime and anywhere, which is good.

I was about to speak, but I heard Ding Meng say, "Is there a designer named Zhu Qing in your design department?"

Zhu Qing is one of the top designers in China, in recent years, he has swept the major design competitions across the country, and is the number one representative of villa decoration designers, but he only designs interiors, and does not participate in outdoor large-scale architectural design, Ding Meng is actually interested in interior design.

"There is such a person. ”

Ding Meng nodded: "Then I'll apply for his assistant." ”

Song Qingyuan was stunned, since she had already decided, she couldn't say anything, after all, Zhu Qing was not someone who could be served, and he couldn't change the same thing that Ding Meng decided, so she let her test the water if she wanted to.

In the evening, the two of them watched a movie for a while and rested early, it is rare to live such a regular life.

The next day, when the sky was slightly bright, he got up to wash and clean up, and made a simple breakfast in the morning.

She opened her eyes slightly, "My God, why is it so fragrant." ”

He boiled the milk and prepared milk tea, and the scent of milk tea ran down the room into her nose, and she naturally got up.

Song Qingyuan looked at her with a smile, "Wash up, go to work after eating." ”

He had fantasized countless times that one day they would have such an early morning, he cooked the meal, she got up to eat, such a scene, had appeared in his mind countless times, finally, today came true.

Ding Meng quickly went to wash, drank a large cup of milk tea first, and bit the bread contentedly, "You didn't tell me about Zhu Qing's character yesterday." ”

He sat across from her, "I don't have a lot of contact, we're not in the same design office. ”

"Huh?" Ding Meng was stunned, "Far away?"

"We are on the easternmost side of the building and they are on the westernmost side. ”

Ding Meng frowned, "You are in a situation where water and fire are incompatible and incompatible." ”

Song Qingyuan smiled, "The description is also right." ”

She almost squirted out a sip of milk tea, "What a grudge." ”

"Almost, they've always wanted to surpass us. ”

Ding Meng put down the bread slice, "Transcendence, you say performance?"

"Their interior design projects are cumbersome and basically rely on quantity, while our outdoor architectural design relies on quality, and there is a big difference in income and workload between the two."

"No wonder you can come to me once in three or five months. She finally understood why he was so idle.

Ding Meng didn't know that he gave up the interior design and moved to the outdoors because there was a lot of rest time outside, he never gave up looking for her for a moment, he knew that Ding Meng was waiting for him in a corner, but he didn't find it.