There is no course schedule at the training institution for the time being, and Li Suxian has not told her her work address, and after Qiao Yingying stayed in the villa for two days with nothing to do, she couldn't read the book, so she and Shen Wanqiu made an appointment to go shopping.

"Yingying, when are you and Mr. Guan going to get married?" Lu Sini suddenly asked during the lunch meal.

"Knot... Get married?" Qiao Yingying was stunned, her face flushed slightly, "It's still early, I... I still have to study. ”

"It's not too early, and it's not uncommon for me to get married and have children in college now. Wu Yanjia said.

"Yes, and Yingying, you still have to study for a few years as a graduate student, so you can't keep Mr. Guan waiting, right?" Shen Wanqiu said.

"I... I really didn't think about it. Qiao Yingying replied in a low voice, looking a little dazed.

Shen Wanqiu patted her on the shoulder and grinned: "In short, no matter when you get married, you must notify me in advance, and I will definitely rush back to participate." ”

The topic was over, and the four of them finished their meal and happily continued to wander around. However, after Qiao Yingying returned home and saw Guan Mufeng, this question suddenly popped up again.

Although he came back after work every day, Guan Mufeng still did not reduce his workload, and returned to the room after dinner to continue to review the documents. He opened a project document on his computer, scanned it carefully, and circled a few words with the mouse from time to time to add some annotations.

Qiao Yingying came over with a cup of tea, and saw him knock down a line next to the 1.92 billion in the budget column: It can be increased by 10%.

Her little heart trembled, and she secretly smacked her tongue that Mr. was really wealthy.

Smelling a refreshing fragrance of tea, the corners of Guan Mufeng's mouth curved slightly, and he naturally reached out to take it, and pulled her into his arms by the way.

Holding the cup close to her nose and smelling it, in addition to the tea smell of Biluochun, there is also a faint smell of jasmine, which must be a new trick she wants again. Brewing this gram of top tea with various flower teas is not distressed at all, but a little bit of the momentum of the landlord's wife.

A smile appeared on his handsome face, he took a shallow sip, and suddenly his lips and teeth were fragrant, and he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and said to Qiao Yingying, who was looking at him in his arms: "It's delicious." ”

Qiao Yingying immediately smiled and her eyebrows crooked: "Mr. loves to drink, Yingying will soak you every day." There are also roses, osmanthus, lotus, gardenias, plum blossoms, and so many different ones. ”

"So much?" Guan Mufeng was a little surprised, but seeing that Qiao Yingying was very interested, thinking that it should be difficult to drink anyway, he nodded, "Then I will work hard for you." ”

"You're welcome, that's all Ying Ying can do for her husband, and I can't help anything else. Qiao Yingying said and glanced at the amazing number on the screen, and her little face showed a touch of emotion: I can't earn so much money in my life, the gap is really big.

Guan Mufeng's eyes flowed with tenderness, and he kissed her on the forehead: "Just stay by my side obediently, don't think about anything else." ”

Qiao Yingying nodded, leaned on him, her fingers unconsciously flicked the buttons on his shirt, and whispered: "Sir, Sister Michelle said that she will not have a wedding this time, and she will talk about it after the child is born." ”

"Well, we'll have a meal together in a few days and simply celebrate. Guan Mufeng slid the mouse to browse through the documents and said, not paying attention to Qiao Yingying's slightly twisted expression.

"That's... That gentleman gets married in the future, do... Is there a wedding or not?" The more she spoke, the quieter she became, but Guan Mufeng still heard it clearly, and couldn't help but look at it.

He looked down at Qiao Yingying, who was already hanging her head, a happy smile gradually appeared in her eyes, and he leaned into her ear and whispered: "It depends on the meaning of the bride, I don't know if she wants to do it, and what she wants to do?"

Qiao Yingying blushed and said, "I... I do not know. ”

Guan Mufeng secretly smiled and said deliberately: "How do you know that I am asking you?"

Qiao Yingying was stunned for a moment, seeing that his eyes were full of playful laughter, she suddenly blushed like a monkey's buttocks, and hurriedly slipped off his lap. She glared at him angrily, and staggered into the bedroom, hiding under the covers.

Hmph, it's not me, it's not me, I'm not uncommon!" She hugged the pillow and thought unconvinced, but the picture of her standing with him in a wedding dress couldn't stop coming to her mind, and she really had some expectations.

Guan Mufeng was in a good mood and continued to look at the document, thinking of Qiao Yingying's performance just now, his ink-colored eyes flashed slightly, jumping with a happy shimmer.

It seems that he doesn't have to wait that long.

*************

Li Suxian still didn't reveal the specific address of her work, but Qiao Yingying couldn't wait anymore and decided to go directly. She thought that when everyone else arrived in the city, her mother would never stop telling her. She packed up her clothes and rode her bike to the supermarket to buy some things for the road.

Ouxuan supermarket near Yushan, Qiao Yingying has not been here for a while, many goods have already been updated, all kinds of new packaging and promotion methods dazzled her, she can't put it down, originally only planned to buy some travel supplies, but as a result, she took a shopping cart while shopping, and it took a lot of effort to take out the counter after settling the account. But before she could get out of the supermarket, she ran into an acquaintance.

"Yingying, long time no see. Tang Miao took off her sunglasses and smiled at Qiao Yingying in front of her, "Are you convenient now?" I have something important to say to you. ”

"Hmm... Good. Qiao Yingying paused, nodded, and followed her into the coffee shop next to her.

At this time, there were no customers in the store, so Tang Miao took off her hat and sunglasses and sat face to face with Qiao Yingying.

They haven't been in touch for a while, and coupled with what Guan Mufeng said before, Qiao Yingying is a little embarrassed and apologetic when facing Tang Miao now, and she doesn't know what to say. However, Tang Miao seems to have not changed at all, and she is still warm and close to her. After a few words of greeting, Tang Miao gently held her hand and solemnly apologized.

"Yingying, some time ago, the media reported on the matter between me and Mr. Guan, don't get me wrong, he and I only meet in a business cooperation relationship, and there is no contact at all in private, you must not take those rumors to heart. ”

Qiao Yingying had almost forgotten about this, and nodded when she heard the words: "I know, these gossip magazines love to chase after the wind and shadows, of course I believe you." ”

Tang Miao seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and smiled: "It's still the best Yingying, never angry with me." ”

Qiao Yingying smiled shyly, feeling a little ashamed.

Looking at her delicate and beautiful little face, Tang Miao's eyes flashed, and her face suddenly showed a hint of hesitation.

"Yingying, there's one thing I don't know if I should tell you. She hesitated.

"What's the matter?" Qiao Yingying asked.

"It's an old story from more than ten years ago, and it may have something to do with you and Mr. Guan's previous generation. Tang Miao pursed her lips and said, seeing Qiao Yingying's surprised expression, the corners of her mouth were almost invisible and curved.

"My husband's previous generation, my father?" Qiao Yingying didn't know anything about her father in this life, and when she heard Tang Miao say this, she was a little nervous in curiosity.

"I want to know, tell me. She thought about it and said to Tang Miao.

Tang Miao nodded, raised his hand and pulled the hair from his ear, and whispered.

As she narrated, Qiao Yingying's face became more and more pale, even her ruddy lips faded from blood, and her excited mood seemed to have fallen into an invisible abyss, and the darkness was awry...