As the saying goes, it's a blessing not a curse, and it's a disaster that can't be avoided.

Ever since he got the news that 'Old Man Yi is hanging', Lin Xiaoman's eyelids have been beating hard.

She had a premonition that her cheap son was going to be sent to the door to be the wrongdoer.

Sure enough, on this day, just as Lin Xiaoman was sitting in the rear to formulate the next big money-making project, Xu Ya's call came in.

"Chairman, Jiang Shao asked me for a leave, and then the others left, I saw that he was in a hurry, it seemed that something big had happened." As Lin Xiaoman's number one confidant, as soon as there was a stir, Xu Ya immediately made a small report.

"Did he say where to go?"

"I asked, but he didn't."

"yes, I see."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Xiaoman immediately ran to the computer, and with the operation of Jiang Zi, she followed the SIM card she secretly left on Jiang Qingyue's car and found out his whereabouts.

It's still on the move, and it looks like it's going to get out of town.

Lin Xiaoman: Hey, she bet with a spicy strip that she went to find Feng Yuanqing's troublesome essence.

About half an hour later, Lin Xiaoman received a call from Jiang Qingyue, "Mom, I have a friend who has an accident, I want to go to the magic capital, and I won't be back today." ”

"Well, is it serious?"

"I don't know the specifics, it seems that her mother is going to have surgery, don't say the green light, I'll call you when I arrive."

"Be careful on the road and drive slowly." Lin Xiaoman could only say this.

"Yes."

Jiang Qingyue hung up the phone in a hurry, Lin Xiaoman helplessly threw the high-quality button machine on the table, and raised his hand to rub his eyebrows with a helpless expression.

Ay.

Descending to the halo is about to appear, and she, a cheap son, is going to be tricked.

Forget it, the soldiers will block the water and cover the earth.

The child couldn't help but modify the battle plan, Lin Xiaoman once again returned to the appearance of a stable horse, and as soon as the relevant props were bought, the whole person continued to devote himself to the great cause of making money.

'Nothing can stop me, my yearning for making (real) money (power)~'

Come on, you're the best!

In the evening, Lin Xiaoman was enjoying a delicious dinner slowly, when the phone rang, it was his cheap son Jiang Qingyue calling.

"Mom, I've arrived, I may be in the magic capital for a while, the company's side, I'm sorry."

"yes, I see." Lin Xiaoman replied lightly, "Your friend's mother, are you okay?" ”

"She'......" Jiang Qingyue's voice was heavy, "she passed away." ”

"Ahh Lin Xiaoman was a little surprised, paused, and sighed, "Then you can accompany your friend well, and try to help if you can." ”

"Well, I will." Jiang Qingyue, who was standing on the balcony on the phone, looked inside the room while talking, full of distress. After such a big change, Xiaoqing fainted crying and tired, only to blame him for coming too late and unable to do anything.

After being uncomfortable silent for a few seconds, Jiang Qingyue didn't forget to take care of him, "Mom, I may have to stay here for a few days, and Sister Xu Ya will worry about the company's affairs, so don't work too hard, take care of your body." ”

"I know."

The mother and son said a few words filial piety, hung up the phone, Lin Xiaoman immediately rolled his eyes, stupid son!

However, combined with the rhetoric of the cheap son, Wang Meiling died? Is it because of some stimulus?

It's probably because of Feng Yuanqing's divorce, and then it's Feng Kangjian's scumbag again.

At the beginning, Jiang Qingyue and Feng Yuanqing's statement to the original owner Yang Shuhua was: Feng Yuanqing's parents are dead.

But now combined with the actual situation, Feng Kangjian, a scumbag, lives a nourishing life. So Wang Meiling's death is probably inseparable from him.

In other words, after Feng Yuanqing ate Yi Nian's back-turning grass again, did she go to bring down this scumbag father?

Uh, I don't know, the original owner doesn't have these in his memory.

Rubbing his head, Lin Xiaoman didn't think about it anymore, it was useless to think so much, making money was the most important thing.

Continue her big money-making project!

She has a plan, she wants to lead the trend, create a 'Hanfu' culture, and create a cabbage style suitable for all consumers, a small expensive model, a luxury model, and finally a sky-high price made of pure handmade embroidery!

Of course, take your time, take your time.

In the next few days, Lin Xiaoman, who was busy making money, did not forget to keep an eye on Jiang Qingyue's position, and it was about 4 days later that his position changed.

According to the positioning, the vehicle left the magic capital and came back in the direction of Wu City.

The little cub with no conscience didn't call her.

After a busy day, when it was time for dinner in the evening, this person had not yet appeared, and Lin Xiaoman felt a little bad.

Oops, it can't be a car accident, right?

Although Yang Shuhua is disappointed in her son, in the end she is her own son, and she gave birth to a piece of char siu by herself, and she will definitely not want to see Jiang Qingyue die young.

He had no appetite for eating, so Lin Xiaoman hurriedly ate two bites casually, and then went to check his location.

Positioning shows, Wu City, Sanming Town, Huaiyang Village.

This is, the location of the hometown.

Home?

Lin Xiaoman suddenly realized that Wang Meiling was dead, so she had to go to the ground for peace.

Although there are basically no relatives in my hometown, it is definitely necessary to set up a grave when I return to my homeland.

Whew, it's fine.

It doesn't matter if Jiang Qingyue is brainless, it's OK if this person is not dead.

Then about a week later, this morning, as soon as Lin Xiaoman came back from exercise, the little maid at home told her that Jiang Qingyue called over, arrived home before lunch, and would bring a friend over.

Gotcha, the trouble is coming!

Pretending that he didn't know anything, Lin Xiaoman pretended to be confused and asked the nanny to make a sumptuous meal at noon.

In the morning, at about 10 o'clock, Lin Xiaoman, who was working in the room, heard the sound of the motor of Jiang Qingyue's car.

After finishing the work at hand, Lin Xiaoman went downstairs, went out of the main entrance on the first floor, and saw two people walking from the yard.

Jiang Qingyue was carrying a large suitcase, followed by a person.

Fluffy braids, a knee-length white and black dress, Feng Yuanqing's skin is very white, and her appearance is not that amazing beauty, but a soft and graceful beauty, which makes people feel very comfortable and kind, pure, fresh, just like the feeling of the sister next door, it is very comfortable to look at.

But at this time, Feng Yuanqing's face was faint, with a sad look that could not be dissolved, a kind of sorrow that made men feel distressed when they saw it.

Lin Xiaoman: Weak white lotus type.

"Qingyue, this is ......" Lin Xiaoman pretended to be surprised, looking like he didn't know Feng Yuanqing.

"Mom, this is Xiaoqing, Aunt Wang's Xiaoqing." Jiang Qingyue smiled cheerfully and introduced happily from the bottom of his heart.

"Huh? Xiaoqing? Lin Xiaoman made an expression of sudden recollection.

"Aunt Yang." Feng Yuanqing pursed her lips, smiled and called softly in her voice.

"Huh." Lin Xiaoman responded, like a kind elder, and greeted warmly, "It turned out to be Xiaoqing, no wonder I felt familiar just now, come on, come on, don't stand, come in and sit." ”

Life is like a play, it all depends on acting skills.

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