An Xiaoxiao was stunned: "As long as it's your sincere answer, it doesn't matter what." ”

Jiang Muye frowned slightly, twisted his wine glass and did not speak.

Yu Lin noticed the subtle atmosphere between the two, and hurriedly said, "Mu Ye must be sincere." ”

"Knock knock......" There was a knock on the door, and An Xiaoxiao went over to open the door.

Lin Zheng stood at the door and said respectfully: "Dong Jiang, the European delegation has arrived and is on the way to the headquarters. ”

Jiang Muye said to everyone: "I'm sorry, I still have important business. ”

Uncle Lin hurriedly said: "Then you can hurry up and get busy." ”

Yu Lin put down the cup and said in a faint voice: "Go, remember what you promised me." ”

Jiang Muye bowed, An Xiaoxiao stood at the door and did not move, Lin Zheng hesitated for a moment to enter the house and push.

The wheelchair came out of the room, and Ann snapped the door shut. Lin Zheng, who was turning around, was stunned and subconsciously said, "Miss An seems to be angry." ”

Jiang Muye's expression was pale.

Lin Zheng said again: "Actually, I just reported the progress of the work to you, and you don't need to attend the afternoon meeting." ”

"Your assistant is capable, and he is in charge more and more!" Jiang Muye scolded lightly.

Lin Zheng was busy silencing and pushed Jiang Muye out of the courtyard.

In the room, An Xiaoxiao sat on the seat: "Mom, Uncle Lin, let's eat." ”

Yu Lin looked at her: "Muye's child had such a temper when he was a child, but he was stable, you are good with him." ”

An Xiaoxiao responded casually and beckoned the two to dine.

She wasn't interested in what Jiang Muye was like when she was a child, and now she doesn't plan to continue to coax her, let him be.

……

In the afternoon, An Xiaoxiao sent a message to Jiang Muye saying that he would live in Qingshui at night, and Jiang Muye did not reply to the message.

Seeing that she was in a bad mood, Yu Lin pulled her to wrap a lot of dumplings and put them in the refrigerator in rows.

"Mom, why are you making so many dumplings? Want to eat I can wrap you fresh every day. ”

Yu Lin stopped what she was doing and thought about it before saying, "This is for you, I plan to go out on a trip with your Uncle Lin, and I won't be in Jinghai for a short time." ”

An Xiaoxiao was stunned: "Mom, no, your illness ......"

"Tiny."

Yu Lin interrupted her: "You listen to your mother, you know your mother's illness in your heart, I want to spend the rest of the time more meaningfully, go with your Uncle Lin to see the great rivers and mountains of the motherland, and ......"

She paused, her gaze distant: "I want to go to the place where I met your father, there are so many good memories there......"

An Xiaoxiao didn't know how to react for a while, she always knew her mother's temperament, and the decision she made would not change easily.

"I've consulted the doctor, and I'll bring the necessary medication."

Yu Lin smiled at her: "Let my mother live for herself this time." ”

Looking at her mother's firm eyes, An Xiaoxiao could only respond: "Then when will you leave?" I'll go to the doctor again and ask about the precautions. ”

"Tickets for tomorrow morning." Yu Lin wiped her hands and hugged her in her arms: "It's good with Muye, he promised to take good care of you." ”

"Hmm."

An Xiaoxiao replied vaguely. I feel that my mother's arms are the warmest harbor.

……

In the evening, the headquarters of Jiang's Group, the president's office.

Jiang Muye came out of the conference room and found an small text message lying quietly on his mobile phone.

After looking at the sending time, he gave up replying to the letter and only recruited Lin Zheng in.

"Go and choose the piano and send it to Tingzhuxuan."

Lin Zheng pursed his lips and smiled: "Bought it for Miss An?" ”

Jiang Muye raised his eyes to look at him: "You have been talking a lot lately. ”

Lin Zheng: "...... Budget? ”

"You look at it, and I'll send it over today." After Jiang Muye finished speaking, he began to bow his head to deal with official business.

Lin Zheng left in response, and when he got to the door, he heard Jiang Muye's voice again: "Choose a white one." ”