How can I have such pessimistic thoughts after not being married for a long time? Maybe pregnant women are suspicious. Xie Miaoyi smiled bitterly, and sat on the balcony again and looked at the not very beautiful scenery outside the window in a daze.

I don't know how long it took, Li Cuilan and her husband came back from outside. disappeared from the family's car, but found Xie Miaoyi sitting alone on the balcony asleep, with tears in the corners of her eyes.

"Miaoyi, Miaoyi......" Li Cuilan gently woke up Xie Miaoyi. My son is really hateful, either he uses busy work as an excuse to come home late, or he sits in the study all day and doesn't come out. This time it's a good thing, while he went out, he sneaked out, leaving Miaoyi, a pregnant woman with a big belly, at home.

"Mom, you're back." Xie Miaoyi said happily.

Although Zhou Dazhu doesn't talk much, he is also a clear-eyed person, and he is quite unaccustomed to his son's style, but he doesn't want to pierce this layer of window paper. Looks like I'm going to find time to talk to my son.

"Put on some clothes and be careful of catching a cold." Li Cuilan really treats her as her own daughter.

"Thank you, Mom." Xie Miaoyi smiled and took the clothes, feeling very happy.

"Ah Wei is really, he actually left you alone at home, I have to talk about him when I go back." Li Cuilan pretended to be angry and said. Zhou Wei is his son after all, and besides, Miaoyi is fine, how angry can he be?

"He's got something." Xie Miaoyi said softly.

"You don't have to protect him, I know it." Li Cuilan said. How can such a good girl's son not know how to cherish it?

Xie Miaoyi pursed her lips and didn't speak, with a helpless smile on her face-

Huaxia, Yanjing.

It's a holiday, and Ai Zheming looks at the quiet company in a daze. When everyone was busy doing New Year's goods and seeing relatives, he seemed so out of place in this environment. Carrying the painting folder alone, he suddenly heard a crisp knock on the door.

"Is that you?" When Ai Zheming saw the visitor, he couldn't suppress a smile on his face.

"Didn't expect that, did you?" Ling Qingya said with a smile, her playful appearance was quite cute.

"How do you know I live here?" Ai Zheming asked curiously.

"Should you invite me in first?" Ling Qingya held her little hands behind her back and tilted her head, she was simply dumbfounded.

"Please come in, please come in." Ai Zheming remembered that the guest was still standing at the door, so he scratched his head embarrassedly and said.

"You're pretty good here, aren't you?" Ling Qingya looked around. It was the first time she came to the boys' dormitory, and she didn't expect his dormitory to be so clean. There is a painting in the center of the dormitory, which seems to have been painted not long ago.

"You haven't answered my question yet." Ai Zheming asked, he was really curious.

"I said I followed you, do you believe it or not?" Ling Qingya was very happy to see that the little hedgehog pen holder she gave to Ai Zheming was fully inserted.

"Are you going to be so bored?" Ai Zheming asked suspiciously.

"Doesn't that seem boring?" Ling Qingya seemed to have finished admiring the painting that Ai Zheming had just painted, and looked back and smiled.

"Huh?" Ai Zheming believed it to be true, but felt strange in his heart.

"Lie to you, hehe......" Ling Qingya's smile trembled. She was bored wandering around the street yesterday and ran into Yan Xiong by chance, and he told her.

Ai Zheming looked a little dazed.

"Can you see your other paintings?" Ling Qingya's face flushed, and she turned around and asked.

"Okay, just look at it." Ai Zheming suddenly realized that he was out of shape and immediately agreed.

"Can you take a look at this?" Ling Qingya asked, pointing to a beautifully packaged painting.

"This, this ......," Ai Zheming said hesitantly. This painting is painted by Ling Qingya, and that was the scene when he first met her.

"It can't be body art, right?" Ling Qingya's eyes widened, and she opened her mouth wide in surprise.

"It's not!" Ai Zheming blushed and said embarrassedly.

"What's so embarrassing about that?" Ling Qingya chuckled.

"Let's look at other paintings." Ai Zheming said. He really didn't have the courage to open up in front of her for the time being.

"Forget it, I happened to leave beforehand." Ling Qingya suddenly remembered Yan Xiong's words, saying that Ai Zheming had a particularly good painting, and no one was willing to let him see it, so it was probably this one, right? Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel a little lost.

"Oh." Ai Zheming was also a little reluctant in his heart, but he couldn't speak, so he only knew how to nod.

Ling Qingya was even more angry when she saw this, so she picked up her baotou and walked out without looking back.

"Wait." Ai Zheming shouted to the other party as if he remembered something.

"What's the matter?" Ling Qingya turned around, her face devoid of the joy she had when she first arrived. But she was still happy in her heart, and she thought he had changed his mind.

"How did you get here?" Ai Zheming scratched his head and asked. He struggled in his heart, not knowing what to do.

"Drive." Ling Qingya was asked inexplicably.

"Oh, slow down." Ai Zheming hesitated and said. He wanted to give him the painting, but he didn't have the courage to think about it. I'm really not a gentleman! He was a little angry with himself.

"Goodbye." Ling Qingya lost her joy in an instant, and left without looking back.

"Goodbye." Ai Zheming said to himself, and at the same time pinched his thigh. scolded in his heart: Ai Zheming, you are really a wreck-

France, Paris, early in the morning.

In the blink of an eye, it was Chinese New Year's Eve, and this day that did not matter in the eyes of foreigners was particularly important in Tang Jingjing's heart. It's the same morning, but today has a different meaning.

This is the time when the family should sit around and eat, right? In the past, each family celebrated the festival in their own house, and in the past two years, the seven aunts and eight aunts sat together at noon on Chinese New Year's Eve and got off the restaurant, which was particularly lively. Thinking of this, Tang Jingjing missed her family even more, so she picked up her mobile phone and called her mother.

As Tang Jingjing expected, the family happily ate together. Listening to the laughter and blessings of relatives thousands of miles away, her heart became even heavier. For the first time in so many years, she didn't spend the New Year at home.

talked to almost every relative on the phone, and Tang Jingjing didn't put down the phone until her mother's mobile phone ran out of power and turned off.

"You've finally put down the phone." After Kazumi Asada washed up, she looked at Tang Jingjing who had finished the phone call and said with a smile.

Tang Jingjing chuckled lightly and didn't say anything. She was finally able to deeply understand "thinking of relatives every festive season".

"Your relatives seem to be quite doha." Kazumi Asada asked as she brushed her hair. She learned from Tang Jingjing's call that today was Chinese New Year's Eve in China, but she couldn't fully understand Tang Jingjing's feelings at this time.

"yes." Tang Jingjing smiled slightly, her heart was sour, and her throat was tight.

"Do you eat dumplings there for the New Year?" Kazumi Asada asked with a smile.

"Most of them are like this...... I'll answer the phone. Before Tang Jingjing's words were finished, her other mobile phone rang "buzzing". Looking at the caller ID, it turned out to be Ling Qingfeng.

"You're really busy, I'll go have breakfast first." After saying this, Kazumi Asada left with a smile.

Tang Jingjing waved at Kazumi Asada and answered the phone, but fortunately, Alyssa hadn't come to her recently, and she hadn't seen those sharp eyes recently.

"Jingjing, are you up?" Ling Qingfeng's soft voice came through his mobile phone.

"Of course, I've gotten up early." Tang Jingjing smiled slightly on the other end of the phone, and her heart shook.

"Happy New Year! Be sure to eat more delicious food today. Ling Qingfeng instructed. If he could, he would have liked to go to Paris to accompany her.

"Got it, Happy New Year! But just now, the seven aunts and eight aunts have already instructed, and these words have already entered my mind. Tang Jingjing chuckled.

"It seems that I made this call a little late, and the lines were snatched away by others." Ling Qingfeng smiled heartily. He can especially understand the feeling of being alone in a foreign land for the New Year, so he deliberately behaves so happily.

"You just found out." Tang Jingjing's emotions were infected, and she was also mobilized, giggling.

"It's that easy to snatch my lines? I'll tell you something new. Ling Qingfeng deliberately cleared his throat and smiled.

"What?" Tang Jingjing smiled disapprenously.

"I'll tell you good news, just now the name of Allure International's new product was revealed." Ling Qingfeng paused, and deliberately sold Guan Zidao.

"Really?! What is it? Tang Jingjing asked expectantly.

"Neon Dress." Ling Qingfeng said happily. This name simply went to his heart, and the other party also added a beautiful love story.

"Really?!" Tang Jingjing said happily, she didn't expect Betty to be quite wise, and she immediately understood what she meant.

"Really??" Ling Qingfeng deliberately accentuated the word "?". This little girl, does she still want to play hide and seek with herself?

"Huh?" Tang Jingjing was a little confused by the question.

"Betty 61 Taylor, do you know you? She mentioned your name in the form of a request. Ling Qingfeng suddenly felt that the name was the same, because the information of the registered participants was only registered with Betty's ID number.

"And then you think it's me?" Tang Jingjing took the conversation and asked with a smile.

"Isn't that you?" This time it was Ling Qingfeng's turn to be stunned.

"I guess so." Tang Jingjing chuckled. How can this clever guy be so easy to deceive sometimes?

"It seems that it's really true~" Ling Qingfeng really had a feeling of meeting a confidant. The reason why this little girl didn't give her name in person was to be fair and impartial, and not to interfere too much in her own affairs, right?

"You wouldn't have chosen this brand name just because you saw my name, would you?" Tang Jingjing asked playfully.

"How could I fail you?" Ling Qingfeng said softly.

Tang Jingjing held the phone and didn't speak, but she could clearly feel each other's heartbeat and affection. She understands him, he understands her, and that's enough.

"Thank you." Ling Qingfeng said softly.

"No thanks." Tang Jingjing said softly.

"Jingjing, good news for you." Betty knocked on the door and poked her head out of her head without waiting for an answer. She was a little embarrassed to see that the other party was on the phone.