Three hours later, Xiao An and Tao Mu walked out of the operating room together.

Both of them have special postoperative gauze strips on their eyelids.

Looking at the faces in the corridor covered with glue and gauze, it is not so terrifying.

Assistant Liu said that the gauze on the eyelids can be removed the next day, and it only takes 7-10 days for the entire eye to return to normal.

The two of them pinched their fingers, and it was exactly the time to start going to work/catching a flight after the New Year. For such a recovery cycle, both of them are very satisfied, and correspondingly, they are not picky about the price of 8,800 yuan for the master-level exquisite carving-like smooth double eyelids, and they are also tolerant of many discomforts such as wound pain, swelling, tightness, and astringency.

Xiao An still remembered Liang Jiao, thanked Tao Mu for his treat, hurried to his home, bought two fresh small wontons on the way, and prepared to cook dinner when Liang Jiao came back.

As she walked down the road, she thought about what the doctor had said, "at least five or six years younger," and she wanted to laugh.

Since getting 1 million angel funds, Liang Jiao has become two or three people by himself.

The daytime work continued, and Liang Jiao used the morning or after work to build the new company framework. Xiao An sometimes helps him check a little information, or posts some free recruitments on 58.com, and cheats some phone numbers such as writers and planners from headhunters.

I don't know if I'm not busy, but building a sustainable framework for a leather bag company is a hundred times more cumbersome than imagined - even if it is based on the good ideas contributed by the eldest cousin.

Xiao An is more interested in the role of her logistical support, and she is still somewhat worried about the follow-up plot development of the TV series she is chasing. Liang Jiao also has no intention of protending too much - he is really addicted to it.

I was busy for almost a month, and at the end of the year, I roughly came out.

Yesterday, Liang Jiao said that he would accompany Xiao An for two more busy days.

"It's done in two days?" Xiao An asked.

"Nope. Two days later, everyone had a holiday, and there was nowhere to be busy. Wait for a new year. Liang Jiao replied.

The busier he is, the more stable and happy Liang Jiao's mood is.

In the past month, their style of "eating a big meal once a month and watching a movie every two weeks" has come to an end. Xiao An didn't care, but Liang Jiao didn't want to wronged himself.

"Make it up!"

Liang Jiao was like an uncle, lazily crooked on the sofa, watching Xiao An help him beat his legs like a maid. He put one arm on the back of the sofa and one hand on Xiao An's back**. It's not about sex, it's more like love.

The future is bright. Xiao An felt very happy.

Perhaps, it was yesterday's happiness that gave Xiao An the courage to have plastic surgery.

The plastic bag containing the small wontons also floated around because of Xiao An's happy mood.

In order for Liang Jiao not to be lonely during the New Year, Xiao An lied to her family, saying that the company reused her, and asked her if she was willing to work overtime during the winter vacation to connect with the American branch. Her parents put her future first, and their tone was reluctant, and they did not force her to go home.

When he arrived at his small home, Liang Jiao had not returned.

Xiao An put the wontons in the refrigerator to keep them fresh, looked in the mirror by himself, smirked and imagined Liang Jiao's surprised reaction, changed his clothes, and saw that there was still an hour before Liang Jiao's usual time to go home, so he took the opportunity to catch up on the drama.

When Xiao An was crying and laughing for Geng Geng and Yu Huai's emotional entanglement, Liang Jiao was facing his father and mother.

The location is not elsewhere, it is the Liang Mansion. Liang Jiao was thinking about his home for more than half a year.

For Liang Jiao, happiness came suddenly.

He made an appointment with a senior event planner, ready to deceive some inspiration from the planner in the name of recruitment, but he didn't expect the planner to be too elf and ghostly, and he was in a hurry, and he actually set up the identity of Liang Jiao, and also made a friendship, saying that his mentor was the head of the corporate culture department of Liang's group.

Seeing Liang Jiao's indifferent face, the upright second goods actually made a phone call to his mentor to ask for proof. Coincidentally, his mentor was accompanying the chairman of the Liang Group to inspect nearby.

"I'm talking face-to-face with the chairman's third son. "The senior planner poured beans into a bamboo tube.

"Poof-" Liang Jiao's sip of coffee squirted out on the spot.

He thought to himself: Are you really stupid or are you pretending to be stupid? Is it something to brag about being with your son who has been kicked out of the house?

To Liang Jiao's surprise, after a while, his father appeared.

My father brought a group of men in suits and leather shoes to the door, and they soon surrounded my father like a group of stars.

Liang Jiao didn't dare to come out, but he was so stunned that he forgot to look away - how did he not know before that the man surrounded by a group of men was the real scenery!

Father, with his heavenly group, actually walked towards him.

Liang Jiao didn't even think about it, and subconsciously stood up.

His father walked up to him, reached out and patted Liang Jiao on the shoulder, and said in a voice that everyone around him could hear: "Tonight, your mother is waiting for you to come home for dinner." ”

After speaking, my father led the group to the elevator in the lobby.

Walking out of the café in the corner of the lobby of the five-star hotel, Liang Jiao could no longer pretend to be calm. The first thing he did was call his mother to make sure what had just happened was his hallucination.

His mother's phone was answered in a second, as if she was waiting for him.

"Mom—"

"Jiao'er, Jiao'er, come back quickly!"

The sound of the mother's tears of joy came out of the microphone.

The happiness that Liang Jiao dreamed of happened so really.

Father, forgive him!

Liang Jiao smoked three cigarettes in the cold wind before calming down slightly.

Liang Jiao hailed a taxi and reported the address of his long-lost home. When he was approaching his home, Liang Jiao saw a flower shop, asked the driver to stop, and bought a large bouquet of flowers.

Pink and purple hyacinths, clusters of carmine phalaenopsis, and white lilies with double branches, are magnificent and delicate. The mother who took the bouquet of flowers was reluctant to put down the flowers, and she was reluctant to take her eyes off Mo'er's face.

She looked eagerly, greedily at Mo'er's face, dark, thin, rough, but lean. I didn't know it when I cried.

Liang Jiao and his mother touched their knees in the small living room, holding hands and talking.

After a while, a car drove into the courtyard.

It was the father who came back.

Liang Jiao and his mother got up and went to the front hall to greet their father.

The housekeeping staff brought afternoon tea and snacks, and the three of them sat at the small table. The eldest brother Liang Cheng has not yet rushed back from the company, and the second sister Liang Fang flew to Hong Kong yesterday to shop and relax.

"Are you happy with what you're doing now?"

Liang Jiao felt that he was not ready for emotion, so he listened to his father ask such a sentence.

Liang Jiao lowered his head and thought about it carefully, and replied slowly and forcefully: "Satisfied." ”

"Compared to half a year ago?" Father's voice was like an ordinary chat, and there was no strong emotion.

Liang Jiao was silent. It was like a blunt knife grinding his heart. In the past six months, I felt too much humiliation, too much resentment, too much despair, and decadence and wanted to give up. That personal anger and helplessness still remain in his bones today.

It's just that now, standing here and looking back, it doesn't seem that anything serious has happened...... Those few emotional ups and downs probably can't get rid of his glass-hearted relationship.

Intellectually, he prefers his present self, and emotionally, to say that he likes the present seems to have betrayed his past self and is sorry for the suffering he has suffered.

So, he frowned and didn't speak.

Fortunately, Liang's mother was reluctant to make Liang Jiao'er too uncomfortable: "Let those go and talk about it later." It's time for Cheng'er to come back. Sister Wang quickly called Cheng'er and Fang'er, and asked her to come back by noon tomorrow at the latest. Tomorrow night, our family will go to have a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner with the major shareholders. ”

While his mother commanded, Liang Jiao secretly looked up at his father.