Zheng Xinyu took the tissue in Mousse's hand and wiped the tears on his face indiscriminately, at this time Tang Yu came in from the door, dragged Zheng Xinyu up from the ground, and reached out to carefully wipe Zheng Xinyu's tears away.

He took Zheng Xinyu's hand and turned to look into Mousse's eyes: "Mr. Mu, I know that you have helped us a lot, but I know what kind of person Xinyu is, she will never destroy Miss Zhong's family, and she should not accept your groundless accusations." ”

Mousse curled the corners of his lips and smiled wickedly: "It's better to be like this." ”

Mousse glanced at Tang Yu and Zheng Xinyu, turned around and left.

Zheng Xinyu asked in a low voice, "Didn't you just send Lin Qi home?" How did you come back again? ”

After Tang Yu sent Lin Qi home, he always felt that Zheng Xinyu's state was not right today, so he couldn't help but drive back, but he didn't expect to hear this.

Zheng Xinyu slowly raised her head and looked at Tang Yu's eyes: "So, you heard what Mr. Mu said just now?" ”

Tang Yu nodded: "Yes, I didn't mean to eavesdrop, I was just worried that my appearance would make you feel embarrassed, I originally wanted to wait at the door and then send you home, but when I heard you crying, I couldn't bear to come in and take a look." ”

"Do you think I'm bad like that?"

Tang Yu shook his head: "I know you must be very distressed too. ”

Zheng Xinyu's nose was a little sour: "Tang Yu, thank you for believing in me." ”

"We've known each other for so many years, and of course I know who you are."

"I'm not going to do anything to be sorry for Sister Jiaqi."

Tang Yu nodded: "I know you won't." ”

……

"Jingchen, I still feel that Mousse's state is wrong."

Qi Jingchen smiled helplessly: "I know you care about Mousse, but Wenwen has left, this is a fact, Mousse loves Wenwen so much, he can't let go of it in his life, if I leave, can you let go?" ”

As long as she thought about that possibility, Zhong Jiaqi felt that her heart was distressed, how could she accept it.

"Yes...... But we can't do nothing. ”

Qi Jingchen thought about it seriously: "If there is something to worry about Mousse, he may have an easier life." ”

Zhong Jiaqi thought for a moment and said: "When Wenwen had malignant melanoma, it would be better for us to set up a charity to invest in people who study malignant melanoma, and also donate to some patients who have cancer but have no money for treatment. ”

Qi Jingchen thought about it carefully: "This idea is really good, but the specific plan needs to be thought about carefully, but if this project really wants to be improved, it still needs a person who understands medical treatment to preside over it." ”

Zhong Jiaqi knew that it was most appropriate for him to be in charge of this project, but now that Qi's clothing design was gradually rising, Zhong Jiaqi didn't want to give up easily.

Looking at Zhong Jiaqi's embarrassed appearance, Qi Jingchen grabbed Zhong Jiaqi's hand: "Don't be in a hurry to make a decision on this matter, let's find a time to discuss it with Mousse, if it really doesn't work, we can hire an external expert, and isn't there Jiawen Hospital?" ”

Zhong Jiaqi nodded.

Evening.

Zhong Jiaqi arrived alone in front of Jiang Wenwen's grave, and she put a bouquet of perfume lilies in front of the tombstone.

"Wenwen, I haven't come to see you for a long time, you used to like perfume lilies the most, and you must still like them now, don't worry, now the mousse and Qiuqiu are very good, you don't have to worry about them."

Zhong Jiaqi curled the corners of her lips and smiled faintly: "Okay, there is another reason why I came to see you today, Jing Chen and I plan to set up a charitable foundation, which is specifically used to study malignant melanoma, but I'm not sure if I can put down clothing design now." ”

She stretched out her hand and gently touched the photo on the tombstone, the photo was personally chosen by Mousse, Jiang Wenwen loved to smile before his death, so Mousse chose a photo with a particularly bright smile.

Zhong Jiaqi's mind came up with the bits and pieces of Jiang Wenwen's life, and unconsciously, the time passed slowly, and it wasn't until it was getting dark that Zhong Jiaqi came back to her senses, and she smiled faintly: "Wenwen, I think I may have found the answer." ”

When she walked down the cemetery, she saw a familiar car parked on the side of the road, Qi Jingchen was wearing a black windbreaker, leaning on the car.

Zhong Jiaqi's heart moved, she walked in front of Qi Jingchen in three steps and two steps, reached out and hugged Qi Jingchen's waist, she buried her head in Qi Jingchen's chest, and said sullenly: "How do you know that I am here?" ”

Qi Jingchen stretched out his hand and touched Zhong Jiaqi's hair again and again: "I guess, you must be struggling with that matter today, in fact, if you like fashion design and can't let go of the fund project, you can do it at the same time, there is no contradiction between the two, the matter of the clothing design department can be handed over to Wen Xi, and in the future, you will only be responsible for drawing some design drafts that you are interested in, which will be much easier." ”

Zhong Jiaqi was thinking like this when he was in the cemetery just now, but he didn't expect it to be so consistent with Qi Jingchen's thoughts, it is too difficult to meet someone who understands him and can support him unconditionally in this life.

But Zhong Jiaqi met Qi Jingchen, and she felt that her life was complete. 22 Literary Network

"Jingchen, thank you for your willingness to support me."

Qi Jingchen gently dropped a kiss on the top of Zhong Jiaqi's hair: "Fool, you are my favorite person, of course I will unconditionally support you to do what you want to do, as long as you feel happy." ”

Zhong Jiaqi nodded: "I'm very happy, I'm really happy now." ”

Qi Jingchen said with a smile: "Since Miss Zhong is in a good mood now, can you go home with me, if you don't go home for dinner, grandpa is worried." ”

"I'm sorry, I didn't expect it to be so late."

Qi Jingchen rubbed Zhong Jiaqi's hair: "Fool, go back, otherwise you should catch a cold." ”

……

After Zheng Xinyu went home, the discomfort in her heart did not subside by half, and the faces of Zhong Jiaqi, Qi Jingchen and Mousse were mixed together in her mind.

She kept telling herself that she couldn't like Qi Jingchen, Qi Jingchen was not the person she should be tempted about, but she didn't know if her unconscious actions would expose her heart.

She never thought of exposing her feelings in front of others, liking Qi Jingchen was the most secret thing in her heart, but it was just a meal, and Mousse had already seen it.

Zheng Xinyu is afraid that his feelings for Qi Jingchen, even if he doesn't say it, it will come out of his eyes and movements, if this secret is discovered by Zhong Jiaqi, it will only add trouble to Zhong Jiaqi.

But how can she ensure that she hides her feelings tightly and does not reveal anything?

Zheng Xinyu tugged at her hair fiercely, she sat in the living room for an hour, and it didn't do anything except make her brain more and more messy.

She picked up her coat and left the living room, she just wanted to get herself drunk and maybe drunk, so she could not think about it for a while.

Zheng Xinyu knew that such behavior was evading, but in the current situation, she didn't know what she could do besides escaping.

But she didn't expect to meet Mousse at the bar.

Mousse had already drunk a lot at the dinner today, how could he be in the bar now, and he was the only one in the booth, holding a wine glass in his hand, and pouring wine into his mouth cup after glass.

A woman walks up to Mousse with a wine glass.

"Handsome guy, it's so boring to drink alone, why don't we play together!"

If it was before, Mousse would definitely not refuse, but now he just wants to get drunk alone.

Tomorrow is Monday, so Old Man Mu has already taken Qiuqiu back to the Mu family's old house, after Mousse returned home from the hotel, there was no one in that house, it was so quiet that people felt scared, Mousse's mind involuntarily appeared Jiang Wenwen's figure, if Jiang Wenwen was still alive, this home would never be as deserted as it is now.

But now the house was like a beast's mouth to him, ready to swallow him up at any moment, and Mousse fled away from the place that had brought him loneliness and pain, and he only wanted to find a lively place, so he walked into the bar.

But he understands that the excitement in the bar belongs to someone else, and he only deserves to enjoy the solitude of a person.

The appearance of a woman will only make him feel bored, especially since this woman is not as clean as Jiang Wenwen.

"I'm not interested in you!" Mousse raised his eyes and gave the woman a cold look.

The woman also thought that Mousse would say it so bluntly, but Mousse's face really moved her heart, she didn't leave because of Mousse's words, and even sat on Mousse's knee and reached out to touch Mousse's face.

"Really, don't you?" The woman smiled wickedly and said, "Look how boring you are sitting here by yourself now?" ”

Zheng Xinyu stepped forward and pulled the woman out of Mousse's arms.

"Didn't you hear him say he wasn't interested in you?"

"Who are you?" The woman stared at Zheng Xinyu angrily, "How are we, does it have anything to do with you?" ”

Mousse glanced up at Zheng Xinyu: "How did you get here?" ”

When the woman saw that Mousse knew Zheng Xinyu, she thought that the two of them were a young couple who had quarreled, and she didn't want to be bored anymore, so she had to turn around and leave.

"Why are you here?"

Mousse curled the corners of his lips and smiled wickedly, picked up the wine glass in his hand, and poured the whole glass of wine into his mouth: "Isn't it obvious enough?" ”

Zheng Xinyu felt that the current mousse was too unfamiliar, she even couldn't believe that this was the mousse he knew, the usual mousse had the appearance of a gentleman, but he took his work very seriously, in short, anyone would think that mousse was an easy person to get close to.

But although Mousse in front of him also had a smile on his face, it made people feel cold, Mousse seemed to have set up a wall around him, and he hid himself in the wall and refused to be thousands of miles away.