Chapter 957: Can I Help?

At the dining table, Chen Qionghua's eyes flashed with anger and unhappiness, and she secretly made a decision in her heart.

After this decision was made, she was suddenly in the mood to eat.

Helian Xian on the side was a little surprised.

Even Helianya was curious about her mother's sudden change in good mood: "Mommy, why are you suddenly in a good mood?" ”

Chen Qionghua glanced at her daughter, pursed her lips and chuckled: "Hmph, I won't grieve my belly for a daughter who can't help herself." ”

Helian Xian's eyes were full of pampering: "It's right that you can think so." ”

The other side.

Helian Zhen's dinner at Jing Yihan's house was also very enjoyable.

Hu Xiufen cooks some simple home-cooked food, which is precious to him.

When I was a child, my mother would occasionally cook for their brothers and sisters, but as the family business grew bigger and bigger, my parents were busy with business, and my mother rarely had the opportunity to cook.

After dinner, Jing Yihan sent him away.

On the familiar asphalt road, Jing Yihan saw his car parked there from a distance, so he stopped.

"I won't send it, you can go back quickly."

He turned slightly, and his black eyes like a sea of stars fell on her face: "You really don't need my help?" ”

"No, I don't."

"Yihan, you don't have to-"

"Let's go."

Knowing that he wanted to arrange a job for her, she simply dragged it into his sports car: "Go back, that phone call just now should have been from your mother?" ”

Looking at her, he was silent.

Jing Yihan didn't know it at first, but she didn't know until Chen Qionghua's angry voice came from the phone that it was a call from his mother.

Looking at that look, he should know that he was at her house, so he was furious.

"Let's go."

Seeing that he didn't start the car for a long time, she hurriedly urged.

After staring at her for a few seconds, he suddenly stretched out his hand and dragged her to the cab, imprisoned in his arms: "Give you three more days, if you really can't find a job, let me help?" ”

"Don't." She insisted on refusing.

His eyebrows furrowed slightly, and his facial expression furrowed.

She knew that he wanted to help her, but his help was an indescribable sense of oppression for her.

"Don't worry about work, I'll definitely find it."

After staring at her face for a while, he finally reluctantly let her go.

She immediately jumped down from him as if she were running away: "Let's go, I'm afraid that your mother will come straight to my house with a big knife." ”

He replied jokingly: "Don't worry, if you really want to rush over with a knife, I will definitely stand in front of you." ”

"Alright, you go."

In her bursts of urging, in the end, Helian Zhen could only drive away.

Watching his car drift away and disappear into the night, Jing Yihan turned around and returned to his house.

Seeing her mother cleaning up the scraps in the kitchen, she walked straight to her bedroom.

I walked to the side of the bed and took out the notebook, planning to browse the same city recruitment network again.

And just as she opened the browser, a thought suddenly flashed through her mind.

Although she has no experience in writing, when she was a student, she occasionally longed for some beautiful things about love.

As...... Try writing too?

Anyway, being idle is idle, so why don't you give it a try while looking for a job? I want to talk about "The Number One New Love: Hello, Mrs. Gu" with more like-minded people, and pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~