The next night, Qiao Yingying came back from class, and after eating, Guan Mufeng took a palm-sized box for her out of nowhere. 【】

"What is this?" she said curiously, taking the box.

"The square box you were looking for last night. Guan Mufeng curled the corners of his mouth, "Open it and take a look." ”

"Hmm. Qiao Yingying gently opened the box, and on the black velvet cloth that caught her eyes lay a thin necklace, on which fell several small pendants made of gold, diamonds and mother-of-pearl, which were chic and eye-catching.

"What a beautiful necklace, did you give it to me?" she touched the pendant lightly, smiling widely. At this time, she suddenly noticed the word cartier sewn on the top of the box, and was suddenly startled, "This brand? It must be very expensive, sir, you don't have to buy such a valuable thing for me, it is enough for ordinary people's living expenses for a long time." ”

As she spoke, a sigh appeared on her little face. In the past, although she was not in good health, her life was fine clothes and food, and a single piece of clothing was enough for a poor family to spend a year. Now that I earn my own money, I know the hardships of life, and I have become thrifty and thrifty, so I am not interested in these luxuries.

Guan Mufeng touched her hair: "You are willing to take half a month's salary to buy a lunch box for me, shouldn't I show my sincerity?"

"Coco, this is too expensive" Qiao Yingying remembered the staggeringly high prices she saw when she and Wu Xiaomei went to the mall in the past, and she was still a little uneasy.

Guan Mufeng thought about it and felt that this matter had to be done once and for all, and she also needed to slowly adapt to accepting these things.

"Whether it's expensive or not is relative. He hugged Qiao Yingying to his lap and said gently and patiently, "If a man has 10,000 yuan, then he buys a gift of 100 yuan for his girlfriend, do you think it is expensive?"

Qiao Yingying shook her head: "It's not expensive." ”

"Then if he has a million, isn't it expensive to buy a gift of 10,000?" Guan Mufeng slowly guided.

It doesn't seem expensive?Qiao Yingying thought about it and nodded.

"Then I'll buy you this necklace, where is it expensive?" Guan Mufeng looked at her and raised his eyebrows.

Qiao Yingying was stunned, looked at the necklace in her hand, and made a calculation in her mind with her very lame mathematics. If this necklace is 100,000 yuan, then doesn't Mr. have it, 10 million?!

"Sir, you are so rich!" her little face was full of amazement, and she looked at Guan Mufeng's gaze with a hint of admiration.

For the first time, Guan Mufeng felt that the string of numbers in the bank account had meaning, pinched her pink face, and said with the corners of her mouth bent: "So you have to get used to me sending you these things in the future, you know?"

"Got it. Qiao Yingying nodded, a little embarrassed, feeling that she seemed to be a little childish before.

Seeing that she was so well-behaved, Guan Mufeng couldn't help but kiss her forehead, picked up the necklace and put it on for her, the thin rose gold chain was attached to her delicate and delicate skin, lined with delicate collarbones, seeing that he breathed heavily, and the hand around her waist tightened.

"Mr. Xian, let's watch TV. Sensing something, Qiao Yingying twisted uneasily and reached for the remote control, trying to divert his attention.

It's just that Guan Mufeng had already picked her up first, and walked towards the stairs with his feet up.

Qiao Yingying's face suddenly turned bitter, she looked at him pitifully with his neck, and said softly: "Sir, Yingying will accompany you to read a book and give you a beating on the back, okay?"

"I don't read a book today, and I don't have to beat my back. Guan Mufeng chuckled at her, kicked open the door and walked to the bedroom.

Seeing that she couldn't escape, Qiao Yingying snorted angrily and stretched out her hand at him: "Bring that thing." ”

Guan Mufeng paused, a trace of depression crossed Jun's face, turned around and walked to the desk, put her on the chair, opened the drawer, and tore one from the few sticky notes that were already left and gave it to her.

Qiao Yingying put the paper away, caught a glimpse of the bottomed out sticky notes in the drawer, and couldn't help but squint and laugh. When these are used up, the gentleman will no longer be able to do anything to her!

Guan Mufeng looked at her smug appearance, his face was a little dark, he snorted coldly in his throat, reached out and scooped her up and entered the bedroom.

The next day, Qiao Yingying could barely get out of bed, but Guan Mufeng was happy and in a very good mood, brought breakfast to the table and coaxed her to finish, and then dressed her one by one and sent her to work.

Today, he parked the car at the door of the training institution before letting Qiao Yingying get out of the car, just so that Qiao Yingying, who was still weak, took a few steps less. Not far away, a few teachers who were also working in the training institution were coming over, and when they saw Qiao Yingying getting off a Bentley, they were all stunned in place, and it took a long time to react and hurriedly enter the door.

Guan Mufeng, who was in the car, noticed this scene, frowned slightly, then thought of something, returned to indifference, and left quickly.

After the morning class, everyone had lunch together, and a few teachers looked at her from time to time, but when they saw that she was eating attentively, they wanted to stop talking several times. After eating, there was a lunch break, and everyone immediately gathered around Qiao Yingying and asked curiously.

"Yingying, the necklace around your neck is so beautiful, is it Cartier's? I saw it at the counter two days ago, and it costs more than 100,000 yuan, but I didn't expect you to be so rich. ”

"That's for sure, Yingying came by Bentley in the morning, and the car looks like a local tyrant, and a necklace is nothing. Hey, Yingying, what does your family do, so rich?"

Qiao Yingying was stunned for a moment by their question, touched the necklace around her neck, and whispered: "I didn't buy it, and the car is not mine." ”

"Ah, whose is that? Is that your boyfriend?" the crowd was once again lit with gossip and stared straight at her.

Qiao Yingying suddenly remembered the misunderstandings she heard when she was in Mingzhu for some reason, and bit her lip and said, "No, no, it's me and my cousin." ”

"How old is your cousin, is you married?" Qiao Yingying didn't expect this answer to make the female teachers even more excited, and asked a lot of questions around her, she answered indiscriminately, and finally took the opportunity to slip away when class time came.

After getting off work, arranging the class time for the Qingming Festival, Qiao Yingying found that her class time was more than that of the full-time painting teacher, and she couldn't help but feel a little strange, but seeing that everyone didn't have any special performance, she swallowed the question back into her stomach, and it just so happened that she also needed to make more money.

When he got home, Guan Mufeng found that Qiao Yingying was very considerate and enthusiastic about herself, she kept picking up vegetables for herself, and she was very attentive when she was reading a book, and she was very attentive to knock on her back and rub her legs.

"No, I just think that my husband has to work too hard every day. Qiao Yingying smiled at him obediently, kneading his back lightly and heavily, sore and numb, no worse than a professional masseur.

"You're pretty good at this craft, who did you learn it from?" he asked with a smile with his eyes slightly closed.

"I learned from my mother. Almost leaked, Qiao Yingying quickly diverted the topic, "Is Mr. going to socialize today?"

"Hmm. Guan Mufeng responded casually, but changed the topic again, "Your mother knows massage?"

"Well, she used to massage my dad a lot, but I learned it after watching more. Qiao Yingying was a little drumming in her heart, and the strength in her hands was also messed up.

Sensing the abnormality, Guan Mufeng's brows furrowed very quickly, a faint light flashed in his ink-colored eyes, and for some reason his chest was a little stuffy.

"Yingying, are you ready to tell me about your amnesia?" he lowered his eyes and said in a low voice.

Qiao Yingying's hand stiffened, a flash of panic flashed in her eyes, her little face began to turn white, and her voice became trembling: "Mr. Xian, I, I"

She still didn't know how to answer, her big eyes were instantly filled with tears, dripping on Guan Mufeng's neck, making his heart tense instantly, and he didn't care about what answer he wanted, so he turned around and took her into his arms.

"Sir, I'm sorry Yingying wasn't ready. Qiao Yingying nestled in his arms, grabbed the hem of his clothes, and sobbed.

"It's okay, I can wait. Guan Mufeng lowered his head and kissed away the tears on her face, and the emotion in his inky eyes was deep, "You can take as long as you want." ”

Qiao Yingying was even more guilty and entangled, and it took a while for her emotions to calm down, and she fell asleep unconsciously in his arms.

Guan Mufeng looked at her pure and quiet little face, and an unknown emotion flashed in his eyes. Reaching out to brush away the hair on the back of her head, his fingertips gently swept the scar on it, and a trace of confusion appeared between Yingting's eyebrows.

He didn't know, and even a little uneasy, whether he should look forward to the day when she revealed the secret. 210170 [This chapter was first published.love.have.sound.,Please remember the URL ()]