The four of them were ready to leave, and after getting into the car, Wen Qiong pressed the window and looked at Aunt Liu standing at the door of the cake shop and Aunt Luo next door, she waved her hand, and Aunt Liu smiled at her.

Shang Jing also squeezed over, and when she looked out, her eyes were slightly red. Wen Qiong held her hand tightly, and Shang Jing's fingertips trembled slightly, which showed how frightened she was about the unknown life.

The car was quiet for a moment, Xiu Zhengan glanced at Shang Jing from the rearview mirror, and his voice gently brought up the topic. He talked about going to a foreign country to sign a contract, and he encountered a terrorist attack, which happened in a building next door, and the sound of gunfire seemed to be close to his ears. At that time, the entire building was cordoned off, and there was no way to determine the source of the gunshots, and the glass building, which usually looks tall, became the most dangerous place, and only the thudding sound of bullets penetrating the glass could be heard, and it seemed that it was not safe to hide anywhere.

When the Chinese are outside, they can only call the local embassy in China for help, and then wait for help. It wasn't until his partner fell at his feet that Xiu Zheng'an knew that the bullet was so close to him, so he immediately called Xiu Qingyan in the country.

At that time, Xiu Qingyan was only twelve years old, and he was glad that he also had a younger brother. He told Xiu Qingyan to listen to his uncle, to take care of himself, and leave everything he had to him. Xiu Qingyan was crazy and asked him what's wrong? What's wrong! At that time, the father and son guarded the only contact on the phone, and there was no one around to talk to or share, and their family was so thin that it was shaky.

That was also the first time Xiu Zheng'an faced death, if he was alone, he felt that he could face it calmly, but he still had Xiu Qingyan, he couldn't give up on himself so easily. So he persevered to the end, trapped in that building for nearly twenty hours, and finally came to the rescue. At that time, the project could have earned at least hundreds of millions of dollars if it was launched normally, but his partner died unexpectedly, and all the senior executives of the cooperative company were killed. He was the only one who survived, and he was still Chinese.

Shang Jing was thrilled to hear this, tears slipped quietly, and she reached out to put her hand on Xiu Zheng'an's shoulder, silently comforting.

Xiu Zheng'an's eyebrows were relieved and calm after the experience, and he patted the back of Shang Jing's hand, "You see, there will always be a lot of accidents in life, and it is a very lucky thing for us to meet and get acquainted, are you right?" ”

"Hmm." Shang Jing nodded with red eyes.

Wen Qiong glanced at the silent Xiu Qingyan, lowered her head and sent him a message.

Wen Qiong: Are you okay?

Xiu Shao: It's okay.

Wen Qiong: It's all in the past.

Xiu Shao: Absolutely.

The car turned into the villa area where Xiu's house was located, Xiu Zheng'an chatted about happy and cheerful topics, swept away the previous panic and dullness, and Shang Jing's expression was obviously much more relaxed. The past incident of facing death that Xiu Zheng'an talked about was like showing weakness, and Shang Jing suddenly had a sense of mission to take care of the three people around her.

Wen Qiong saw Shang Jing's eyes glowing, and then looked at Xiu Zheng'an, who was driving, and felt that the big man of the Xiu family was really unusual.

Xiujia Villa is a Chinese-style building, and the SUV drives up to the door, where three people are waiting to greet them, two drivers and an aunt. The car stopped, Xiu Qingyan and Xiu Zheng'an got out of the car first, Wen Qiong and Shang Jing just wanted to open the car door, but the door had been pulled open by them from the outside.

Wen Qiong smiled at Xiu Qingyan, he lowered her arm, and Wen Qiong said in a low voice, "Thank you." ”

Xiu Qingyan chuckled, "You're welcome." ”

Looking from the outside, Wen Qiong didn't know that the villa was so wide, and the inside was simply bottomless, much larger than the villa of Chu Xin's family in the previous life, and there was no comparison at all.

Wen Qiong went to get the suitcase, but it had already been taken away by the two drivers first, she was empty-handed, and a little uncomfortable. Shang Jing estimated that it was the same, but Xiu Zhengan directly grabbed her waist and led her into the door. Wen Qiong's hand didn't know where to put it, and she followed up the steps.

Xiu Qingyan put his hand in his pocket and said lazily: "Our family is big, but there are fewer people, usually only Aunt Jiang takes care of it alone, and there are a few part-time jobs." ”

"Hmm."

"Be careful." Wen Qiong almost stepped on the air, Xiu Qingyan supported her, just grabbed her hand, the two palms touched, and Wen Qiong's heart skipped a beat. After she stood firm, she subconsciously hid to the side, Xiu Qingyan looked at her cautious appearance, and couldn't help but curl the corners of her mouth.

Inside, you will be greeted by a large living and dining room, a fully equipped kitchen next to it, and a utility room further in. On the second floor, there is a small living room, then a study, and then the master bedroom of Xiu Zheng'an.

When Xiu Zheng'an took Shang Jing into the master bedroom, Shang Jing stood at the door and hesitated, she asked in a low voice, "Can I live in another room?" ”

Xiu Zheng'an was surprised, "Why?" ”

Shang Jing glanced at the room, and quickly looked away, "This is your and Qingyan's mother's ...... I don't think it's appropriate. ”

She respects Xiu Qingyan's mother very much, so she tries not to touch Xiu Qingyan's mother's former territory, even if her relationship with Xiu Zheng'an changes, she still doesn't want to occupy everything that belongs to Xiu Qingyan's mother.

Xiu Zheng'an understood, he explained: "When Qingyan's mother was still there, we didn't live here, we lived in the thirteenth district of W City, and there was a Western villa that belonged to my father, and it was also the ancestral home of our family. Qingyan grew up there until he was ten years old, until Qingyan was eleven years old, Zheng announced that he was going to get married and needed a new house, so we took a fancy to two villas here, so we moved over. Come on in. ”

He gently took Shang Jing in, and Shang Jing breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.

Seeing them enter the master bedroom, of course Wen Qiong would not follow up without eyes, she looked left and right casually, Xiu Qingyan took her hand, "Let's go, take you to see your room." ”

Wen Qiong originally had a leisurely look on her face, but she was pulled by him, stunned, and passively walked up to the third floor.

The décor on the third floor is more modern, with simple black and white tones, wooden floors, soft carpets, and giant posters of a certain team hanging on the walls. The size of the TV screen is much larger, and next to the TV, there are 3D glasses, and at first glance, this place belongs to the small world of Xiuqingyan.

Xiu Qingyan saw that she was looking seriously, and said, "If you don't like it, change it." ”

"I don't dislike." But she didn't like it either, Wen Qiong thought that she was going to live in school after all, even if she really lived here, she wouldn't point fingers, this was someone's place after all.

"If you want to change places, you can tell me."

"Oh."

Walking deeper along the corridor, Xiu Qingyan pushed open the door next to it, and the room was sunny and equipped with a bathroom. The curtains are beige, hanging down to the floor, the wind blows, the curtains are flying, light and beautiful. In the room, there is a large bed with pale pink sheets, a large built-in wardrobe, a wooden desk, and the bookshelf is the book "Self-cultivation of Actors" that Wen Qiong borrowed from the library before and several books that tell stories about the entertainment industry. The whole room was clean and tidy, with a touch of girlishness, everything was available.

"Do you like it?" Xiu Qingyan leaned against the wardrobe and asked expectantly.

"I like it." This is sincere, whether it is in her previous life or in this life, she has never had such a bright and beautiful room.

Xiu Qingyan raised the corners of his mouth, suddenly stood behind her, leaned over slightly, leaned into her ear and said, "I asked the decorator to do this, look at the curtains, is it particularly like the dress you wore that day?" ”

Wen Qiong took a step forward and avoided his approach, "So you think I was dressed like a curtain that day?" ”

"Not really!"

Wen Qiong couldn't help but smile, Xiu Qingyan saw her smile, and her eyebrows and eyes stretched, "Further inside is my room, do you want to go and have a look?" ”

"No, what's nice in the boy's room." Wen Qiong sat down on the edge of the bed, the mattress was soft.

Xiu Qingyan pulled a chair and sat opposite her, the two were silent for a moment, Wen Qiong turned her head sideways, not wanting to meet his gaze, but Xiu Qingyan stared at her deeply.

Wen Qiong was embarrassed by him, so she stood up, "I'll make a call." ”

Then he crossed over to him, but he suddenly reached out, grabbed her arm, and pulled her down. Wen Qiong sat down on his lap, Xiu Qingyan's arm wrapped around her waist, hugged her, and chuckled: "Why can't you even stand steadily, did you sit on my lap on purpose?" ”

Wen Qiong glared at him angrily, "Can you be thicker-skinned?" ”

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and Shang Jing shouted, "Xiao Qiong? ”

Wen Qiong twisted Xiu Qingyan's arm fiercely, Xiu Qingyan was in pain, Wen Qiong stood up suddenly, Shang Jing happened to walk in, saw the two of them, and said, "Qingyan." ”

"Hello Auntie." Xiu Qingyan got up and saw that Shang Jing had come to chat with Wen Qiong, "You guys talk." Auntie, is my dad downstairs? ”

"Yes, he just went down."

"Okay." Xiu Qingyan glanced at Wen Qiong and turned around to go out.

As soon as he left, Shang Jing looked at the room, took Wen Qiong's hand and asked, "Do you like it?" ”

Wen Qiong smiled, "I like it." ”

Shang Jing patted her hand, "If you don't like it, you have to say you like it, I heard that this room was decorated by Qingyan for you." ”

"Hmm." Wen Qiong glanced at the book "Actor's Self-cultivation".

The mother and daughter sat down arm-in-arm, and Shang Jing asked, "Do you still plan to go to school to live?" ”

"Stay."

"Okay."

Although Wen Qiong insisted on living in school, Shang Jing was also relieved, it would be good for Wen Qiong to come back here during the winter and summer vacations, and this would be their home in the future.

Wen Qiong hugged Shang Jing's waist and rubbed it in her arms.

In the afternoon, Shang Jing was going to cook a big meal for their father and son, Wen Qiong started, she was more familiar with the use of kitchen equipment than Shang Jing, and Shang Jing didn't know where to put the salt and sugar bowls and pots, but Wen Qiong could find them, Aunt Jiang had always wanted to help, but seeing the tacit understanding between the mother and daughter, there was no sound.

She has always been taking care of this home, and now that she has a hostess, she was worried that it would be eventful, but when she saw Shang Jing's personality was so gentle, Aunt Jiang suddenly breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, she had more or less heard about the sad experience of this mother and daughter before, and now that she knew the real person, she was even more distressed.

Xiu Zheng'an and Xiu Qingyan didn't go out in the afternoon, the father and son were in the living room, one was reading documents, the other was playing with his mobile phone, and Xiu Zheng'an asked Xiu Qingyan some questions from time to time. Xiu Qingyan will also discuss with his father, he is very smart, he can understand a little, Xiu Zhengan is very pleased, and secretly praises in his heart.

It is a good thing that young people have unique opinions, the market is ever-changing, and those who can make money are young people.

In the evening, the dining table was full of delicacies, full of color, flavor and flavor, and the two busy figures in the kitchen made people feel warm, and the father and son did not have the mind to read the documents and chat, and looked at the kitchen from time to time.

Wen Qiong came out with the dishes, she was wearing a bunny apron, very cute. Shang Jing finished the last dish, sweat oozed from her fair forehead, and Wen Qiong pulled a tissue to wipe her.

Shang Jing's beautiful eyes looked at the living room, and said with a smile: "It's time to eat." ”

At that moment, the father and son suddenly felt the warmth of the family rushing to their faces.

Aunt Jiang could see the thoughts of the father and son at a glance, she wiped her hands and said, "Then I'll go back first and cook for Lao Liu." ”

"Won't Aunt Jiang eat it together?" Shang Jing immediately asked.

Aunt Jiang smiled and waved her hand, "No, don't disturb your family reunion, I will also reunite with Lao Liu." ”

Aunt Jiang and Driver Liu are husband and wife and live in a small bungalow at the back of the villa. They have two twin children, both of whom are studying in college out of town. The salaries of the two in the Xiu family are not low, and it is more than enough to provide for the children to study.

Aunt Jiang left. The four of them looked at each other, and they all smiled knowingly.

Shang Jing wanted to pull out a chair for Xiu Zheng'an, but Xiu Zheng'an pressed Shang Jing's shoulder, "I should come here." He pulled the chair away, took Shang Jing's hand, and asked her to sit down.

Shang Jing had no choice but to sit down. Xiu Zheng'an naturally sat next to her, Wen Qiong sat on the other side of her, Xiu Qingyan did not hesitate to go around the table, pull out the chair next to Wen Qiong and sit down.

Xiu Zheng'an glanced at his son and curled the corners of his mouth silently.

The table is full of Shang Jing's best dishes, and the milky white fish soup is particularly delicious, Xiu Zhengan took a sip and boasted: "It's delicious." ”

Shang Jing pursed her lips and smiled, "Drink more." "Her voice is gentle, making people feel like a spring breeze.

Shang Jing gave Xiu Qingyan a dish, and Xiu Qingyan whispered, "Thank you, Aunt Shang." He gave the vegetables to Wen Qiong again, Wen Qiong was eating happily, looking up at him, he smiled and tapped the corner of her mouth with chopsticks, "Rice." ”

Wen Qiong stretched out her tongue and licked the rice back.

Xiu Qingyan's eyes deepened, and he pointed to her left again, "There are also here." ”

Wen Qiong touched it with her hand this time, touched the air, she rolled her eyes, ignored him, lowered her head and continued to eat, she was hungry, Shang Jing's meals made with her heart, although it was the same as usual, but she always felt that the taste was better than before.

That night, the Xiu family's restaurant was much warmer than usual, the father and son both ate an extra bowl of rice, and in the empty and quiet room before, there was a soft voice, reminding me all the time, eat more, eat more, scoop up some more soup, right? Do you want to add another bowl of rice? There was also a girl's crisp voice humming, don't clip me, I'm already full, and I'll be a pig if I eat again.

With the addition of two people to the family, it is always different, a little softer, and a little less lonely. After eating, Xiuqingyan made tea, and the four of them sat in the living room, chatting and talking until late at night.