Everyone was surprised by Qin Jiu's design draft, but Shen Zhifei's gaze moved from the design drawings of the two juxtaposed lotus flowers to Qin Jiu's face.

In my mind, the hidden Weibo flashed again.

"Lotuses are born on the sea, and flowers bloom and peduncles."

Shenzang is talking about the lotus flower, and Qin Jiu is also painting the lotus flower.

Is this a coincidence, or is it ......

Is his little girl really hidden?!

The inspection lasted until four o'clock in the afternoon, and after the inspection, Qin Jiu and the others were about to leave.

After all, the company has a bunch of things waiting for Qin Haiyao to deal with, Qin's father's illness also needs Qin Jiu's treatment, and the engagement day is approaching, and there are many things to prepare.

Jian's father and Jian's mother personally sent everyone to the airport, not only bringing a bunch of Qin Jiu's favorite seafood, but also specially telling Jian Yao to take good care of Qin Haiyao.

Holding Jian Yao's arm, Jane's mother said in a solemn tone: "If you don't take good care of my daughter-in-law, see how I clean you up then!" ”

"Got it, I'm a fake son, and she's a real daughter-in-law." Jian Yao complained in his mouth, but the person stepped forward and hugged his mother, "Mom, Dad...... Take care of yourselves, too! ”

"Do you need to say that?" Jane's mother slapped him, her hand was raised high, but the palm of her hand only fell lightly on his back, and then she hugged her son tightly, "You also have to be good, stay up less late, drink less, and eat more!" ”

"Don't worry." Qin Haiyao smiled and said, "I'll help you watch him." ”

"Okay, with Haiyao's words, I'm relieved." Jane's mother sniffed and let go of her son.

At this moment, Qin's business jet was ready.

Everyone got on the plane together, and Jane's mother looked at her son with half-squinted eyes, and she couldn't control the tears in her eyes.

Taking his wife's appearance in his eyes, Father Jane didn't speak, but just walked over and took out a handkerchief from his pocket and stuffed it for her.

"Wipe it quickly, otherwise, I will be seen for a while, and I will think that I am the bullying wife who is the mayor."

Jane's mother took the handkerchief and rolled her eyes when she turned her head.

"You love to bully me."

"Yes, yes, I'm not good, okay?"

"That's pretty much it."

Jane's mother smiled, pinched her handkerchief and held his arm, and the two watched together as the business plane took off, flying in balance in mid-air.

Jane's mother withdrew her gaze and looked at the handkerchief in her hand.

"When did you start carrying handkerchiefs?"

The old man who was a soldier is coarse, and he is old and refined?

Father Jane looked helpless: "It's not what you said, when a woman cries, a man should wear a handkerchief, which is written in novels." If you want me to say, these romance novels are deceitful, how can any man pretend to be a handkerchief every day? ”

Jane's mother was stunned for a moment before she remembered.

This is what she complained about when the two were in love.

At that time, Jane's father was rough and leafy, and he didn't coax people.

Who would have thought that he would really keep this in his heart and keep pretending to it.

"You know what?" Jane's mother pinched the handkerchief in her palm, hugged her husband's arm, and smiled like a girl's first love on her face, "All gentlemen use handkerchiefs." ”

"Then I'm a gentleman too?"

"You...... The soldiers are about the same. ”

Jane's mother lifted her handkerchief, wiped her eyes, thought about it, and sniffed it under her nose.

"Don't worry, I wash it every day, and I soak it in gold spinning, fragrant, right?" Father Jane's face looked like a treasure.

Jane's mother smiled and slapped him, "It's getting old, it's getting romantic." ”

Father Jane didn't hear clearly: "I'm not calling this a wave." ”

"Who said you were a waver, I mean romance."

"What kind of person is romantic, people are young and young to be romantic." Jane's father held her arm, "Be careful of the steps, you old arms and legs, don't fall." ”

Jane's mother smiled and didn't speak, but subconsciously leaned towards her body and her husband's side.

Who said that only young people can be romantic?

The moon before the flower is romantic, and the firewood, rice, oil and salt are also romantic.

has a good husband, a good son, and now a good daughter-in-law, she is content in this life!