Xu Qingcheng was puzzled.

The person in his arms gradually breathed evenly and steadily, curled up in his arms like the most well-behaved kitten.

The man holding her opened his eyes, he stretched out his arm to turn on the wall lamp, and the soft halo lit up this aspect of the sky, and her eyebrows and eyes bloomed shallowly in a deep sleep.

Fu Jingting carefully pulled out his arm.

She rolled over and went back to sleep, her hair messy on the side of her face, a few strands running to the corners of her mouth, and he reached out to pull the strands from the corners of her mouth.

I don't know if I should say sorry to her.

But at this point, she has no way back.

The man stood up neatly, and he leaned over to kiss the side of her cheek, a little sigh spilling out of his chest.

He thought that he would be good to her in the future, and that he should make up for the damage she might suffer.

......

When Xu Qingcheng woke up, it was already past seven o'clock in the morning, and she looked at the time and felt incredible.

Placing your palm on your heart and feeling the flustered beating of life inside is not a good sign.

How did this sense of dependency come about?

She smacked her forehead with her hand.

I got up in the middle of the morning and washed.

She is also very busy every day, and she doesn't have so much time to feel sorry for herself.

And the man who said that he would talk again in the morning was nowhere to be seen at this moment.

Xu Tingcheng asked the driver about the wrist surgery and arranged for someone from the company to go to the hospital to condole.

Shengshi's financial director Qu always reported to her that the bank was talking about the problem of repaying the loan and re-lending, and Shengshi had a loan that expired after the year, and it was necessary to repay the loan and re-loan before the year.

However, at present, the bank's rating of Shengshi is very low, and it is difficult to find a suitable company to guarantee it, so it is difficult to issue loans. As a result of the bank urging the loan to be repaid, it is likely that the loan will not be repaid after the loan is repaid.

This risk is too serious, and the financial side has inquired with the bank several times, but it is not very safe.

"Tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, you can make an appointment with the people at the bank, and I will negotiate with them again. ”

"Good. ”

Qu always goes out.

Xu Tingcheng called Yu Sheng over, "You go out with me, and today's matter will be pushed back." ”

Yu Sheng responded, "Mr. Xu, where to go, what do I need to prepare?"

"No, I don't. You accompany me to Taiqi Prison. ”

Xu Qingyao is serving his sentence over there.

The aftermath distracts the work.

Xu Tingcheng went home to pick up her luggage, she sat in the back seat, her head resting on the window glass and she didn't know what she was thinking.

Today is not the day of the visit, and it will be a few days away.

She can't see Qingyao now, but the dream at night inexplicably makes her panic, even if she can't see it, it doesn't matter, she will send the things she bought for him first, and then run another day when she visits the prison.

It's the New Year soon, and this year he wants to spend it alone in it.

In fact, no matter how hard life is, he can endure it, but the most unbearable thing is emotion, dignity, and the grievances in his heart.

But these others can't help him, and from the day the trial is decided, it means that they can only accept reality.

If you are not reconciled, you must also accept it.

But Qingyao is still young, he can't accept such a result, he was wronged, but he can't prove himself. What the court wants is not what you say, it's evidence.

When there is all the evidence, no matter how much you have the inside information, you will not be able to change the judge's judgment based on the so-called facts.

If they can't accept it as relatives, how can he accept it himself.

At first, he didn't even show his face.

On the day of the visit, Zhao Lan came over and sat in the prison visit room until the end, and he couldn't see a corner of his clothes. That kind of torment and torture made Zhao Lan not look like it.

Later, Xu Tingcheng didn't let Zhao Lan come over, adding sadness and pain.

No matter how busy she is, Xu Qingcheng has to run by herself, whether Qingyao sees it or not, she will come as scheduled.

Later, he came to see her, but he didn't speak, he didn't say a word, whatever you said, he just listened.