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Jiang Huaiyi originally refused to leave the hospital, hurting here and there for a while, pretending to be sick with half-truths. Ming Sheng couldn't do anything about him, and in the end he had to rely on his genuine sister to go out.
Gu Qianyue rushed over when she heard the news, and saw Jiang Huaiyi in a hospital gown, and glanced at Ming Sheng with a calm face. Ming Sheng knew her connivance and protection of Jiang Huaiyi, and Gu Qianyue could not care who he liked, but once he hurt him, Gu Qianyue's face was not so good-looking.
Jiang Huaiyi was unaware, took Mingsheng's hand and said, "I don't want to go back." β
Gu Qianyue was depressed, and for the sake of his physical discomfort, she persuaded him in a good voice: "Mom is very worried about you after hearing about it, you had better go back and visit her." It just so happens that I can also send Mingsheng back by the way. β
As soon as Jiang Huaiyi heard that Mingsheng was also coming together, he immediately agreed, and Mingsheng had no choice but to be good. The two sat in the back seat of the car and listened to the assistant explain their business to Gu Qianyue. There was only the voice of the assistant doing routine business in the car, Mingsheng looked out the window, the warm wind of midsummer was blowing, as warm as Jiang Huaiyi holding her palm.
Jiang's mother Gu Yu's residence is very remote, Gu Qianyue sent Jianghuai Yi first, and then returned to the city with Mingsheng. Before leaving, Jiang Huaiyi hugged her and said goodbye, and Jiang's mother returned from a walk and was taking a brief look with Mingsheng.
Gu Qianyue's car started again, and the middle-aged woman who had served the Buddha for many years and had a quiet temperament gradually disappeared in the mirror. Ming Sheng looked thoughtfully for a long time before withdrawing his gaze.
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At that moment, Gu Yu also stood facing the direction where Gu Qianyue's car left, and stood for a long time.
She had never had such an attachment to Gu Qianyue before, and Jiang Huaiyi was keenly aware that she might be looking at Ming Sheng, blowing the wind in his mother's ear: "Beautiful, right?" β
Gu Yu was in a trance and said, "What's her name?" β
"Mingsheng."
"Surname Ming?"
It's a weird question. Jiang Huaiyi said "no", and said: "Her original surname was Lu, and she later changed her name." β
"The surname is Lu." Gu Yu whispered in his mouth, superimposing the girl with the old man's appearance when he was young in his memory, and he felt that there were six or seven points of similarity. But there is no such coincidence in the world, she glanced at Jiang Huaiyi lightly, and scolded lightly: "I didn't introduce it to my mother just now." Not a spark of decency. β
That's the situation...... Jiang Huaiyi recalled for a moment, a little flustered. This was the first time he had brought a girl to his elders.
Gu Yu smiled to relieve his nervousness: "You give me her contact information, and my mother will invite her to a meal another day." β
Jiang Huaiyi felt that this was a little strange, listening to what she meant, did she want to see Mingsheng alone? He said cautiously: "No, people haven't officially promised me yet......"
Gu Yu smiled even deeper: "Then my mother is going to talk to her even more." β
Jiang Huai Yi smiled suddenly: "...... Then tell me in advance, don't scare her. β
It's all to blame for Gu Qianyue's interruption in the morning. Mingsheng said last night that he had something to tell him, but he was busy all morning and forgot about it. With this in mind, he dispelled the doubts in his heart.
But after these things, he was no longer in a hurry to verify her intentions, and waited patiently for her to make a statement.
After a few days of recuperation, he threw himself into more arduous work, and almost forgot about it. And Mingsheng didn't seem to take the initiative to mention it, and kept in touch with him tepidly. JAC Yi was half-forced, but also learned to enjoy such a plausible subtle sense of distance.
The only noticeable change is that Mingsheng occasionally takes the initiative to come to him.
On the eve of his business trip, Mingsheng came to the company once.
It was a cloudy evening, the air pressure was very low, and Mingsheng put an umbrella in his bag to prevent it from raining. As a result, when I got out of the taxi, it rained lightly. When she crossed the road, she saw Jiang Huaiyi sheltering from the rain in the bus shelter.
He didn't look like he was hiding from the rain in a wolf bèi, standing in the middle of a group of anxious people looking around, he was dressed dry, his light blue-gray shirt was straight, and he was leisurely looking at the billboard. It was originally Xu Yishu's huge advertisement, which was just taken down not long ago, and the torn edges on the advertising board were rough, which was the same fate as the parties.
Mingsheng walked up to him with an umbrella: "Why are you here?" β
"I'm waiting for you." Jiang Huai Yi walked under her umbrella with a short body. Her umbrella was a little reluctant to cover the two of them, and Jiang Huaiyi put his arm around her shoulders and took the handle of the umbrella.
A pair of pedestrians passed by, and they could only see the umbrella, but they couldn't see the person who was talkingβ
"I heard that Xu Yishu has a background in crime, and the use of power to threaten and intimidate the same group of actresses was exposed?"
"That's not her usual trick. Someone picked it up on the forum, but the image was too good at that time and no one believed it. If someone is not afraid of death and stands up, she can't pretend to be able to do it. β
β¦β¦
Mingsheng turned his head and looked at Jiang Huaiyi's eyes.
His eyes were indifferent, and he raised his eyebrows slightly: "Don't look at me." It's called retribution, and it has nothing to do with me. β
"It really doesn't matter?"
"Do you want to have a relationship?" He threw the question back, leaned over to kiss her through the shadow of the umbrella, "Bad people are too easy to be damned. I also feel a little sorry......"
Mingsheng was worried about what he was doing, so he pressed his lips with two fingers and said solemnly: "Since that's the case, don't worry about it." I didn't really put her at ease. β
"And what about what she did to you?"
"I deserve it."
Jiang Huaiyi pursed her lips, savored the ease and guilt in her words, and muttered: "It also depends on whether I want you to deserve it." He raised his umbrella again, looked at the sidewalk, and said, "Let's go." "Ended the unpleasant topic.
Mingsheng hitchhiked him to the airport. On a business trip with him, she was a very elite girl, wearing a skirt, exquisite makeup, and meticulously tied silk scarves, who could blend in with the ranks of flight attendants at the airport at any time. In the departure hall, the girl took out a box of powder from a certain luxury brand to touch up her makeup, and there was no one around. Mingsheng looked at it unconsciously for a while, only to realize that Jiang Huaiyi had been looking at her.
She looked back: "What's wrong?" β
Jiang Huaiyi's gaze also fell on her colleague's hand, and she whispered, "It's nothing." It's just that I suddenly feel like you're still young. β
Mingsheng laughed: "What do you say?" β
His hand reached out to her heart, clinging to the heaving of his palm: "I mean, psychologically, well, it's still small. β
She was wearing a dress with a low neck, and Jiang Huaiyi's fingers tended to stretch in after a few strokes, intentionally or unintentionally. Mingsheng stiffened and looked around at the crowd, secretly pinching him punitively on the waist. But he didn't have any intention of restraining, and leaned on her and smiled lowly: "By the way, my mother asked me to tell you......"
"Huh?"
Jiang Huaiyi suddenly paused, thought about it, glanced at her meaninglessly, and said, "Forget it." β
Mingsheng: "What's wrong?" β
"I'll tell you when I get back."
Jiang Huaiyi squinted slightly and squinted at her, "You take advantage of this time to think about what you still owe me." β