On the morning of the first day of the Lunar New Year, Lin Qingqing turned over, and sure enough, the quilt around him was empty. She opened her eyes a little unhappily and stared at the empty pillow for a long time.

This man really said that he would leave, and she couldn't help but feel a little angry. Today is the first day of the Lunar New Year, and everyone else is reunited, but she has to stay at home alone.

Putting on her clothes and sitting on the bay window for a while, Lin Qingqing saw the red lanterns hanging in the courtyard of the community downstairs, and this strong festive atmosphere set off her desolation at this moment.

Holding his knees, Lin Qingqing's lonely mood intensified. If it's usual, forget it, but today is the New Year. Other people's homes are lively, but there are only two people in this family, she and Chenchen.

Walking out of the room, she saw empty wine bottles piled up in the living room. Yesterday, a bunch of people drank to their heart's content, and they actually sang from the dining room to the living room. Now the joy is gone, and only the loneliness remains.

With a sigh, Lin Qingqing turned around and walked into the bathroom to wash his face and brush his teeth. Looking at the listless self in the mirror, she also felt very bored.

Otherwise, let's go and deliver lunch to Ou Yuanlan at noon, as soon as this idea came out, Lin Qingqing immediately recovered some of his spirits.

Although there is no way to reunite at home today, she can take Chenchen to visit the company. In any case, Ou Yuanlan's work is for this family. In that case, she should also be more compassionate.

With such a decision, Lin Qingqing instantly felt like he had been beaten with chicken blood. She quickly washed her face and brushed her teeth, then made milk powder for Chenchen and cleaned up the living room.

After waiting for a series of things to be done, she rushed into the kitchen. After making a large table of dishes yesterday, there are not many fresh ingredients left at home.

Opening the refrigerator and looking at the few lonely eggs and meat lying inside, Lin Qingqing fell into deep thought. What can these things do? She was digging into her own inspiration in her head.

After half an hour of difficult preparations, the majestic Lin Qingqing was ready to go out. In order to prevent Ou Yuanlan from missing it, she also sent a message to that person. "Don't go out to eat at noon, wait for me in the office, I've prepared a love lunch for you." A red heart was added to the back.

Looking at his lunch box, Lin Qingqing couldn't help but show a sweet smile. This is the first time she has sent a bento to Ou Yuanlan, and she is quite loving when she thinks about it.

The driver also went home on vacation, and Lin Qingqing could only drive by himself. She put Chenchen in the child seat and fastened his seat belt again. "Chenchen is good, will Mom take you to Dad?"

The ignorant child nodded obediently, and then spit out a few words inarticulately: "Dad, Dad......" Because he is still young, the child is not very good at speaking.

After stroking Chenchen's little head again, Lin Qingqing started the car and hit the road. Probably because many people have gone back to their hometowns for the Chinese New Year, the city is much more deserted than usual.

All the way to the bottom of the building of the Ou's company, she was even faster than usual for more than ten minutes. took the lunch box and picked up Chenchen, Lin Qingqing couldn't wait to carry Chenchen to the company building.

Thinking of the picture of Ou Yuanlan eating the love lunch she prepared while working, Lin Qingqing felt a sense of happiness.

Many employees have not yet officially started work, so today's company building is also particularly deserted. Not only was there no one outside the company, but even there were only a few people sitting in the cubicle.

Came to the door of the president's office with a familiar car, Lin Qingqing was about to push the door in, but was stopped by the secretary who rushed in. "Madam, wait a moment, Mr. Ou is talking to someone about business." She explained to Lin Qingqing with the document in her hand.

Hurriedly withdrew his hand, Lin Qingqing nodded. What's the big deal about waiting for a while, if you just pushed the door in and interrupted Ou Yuanlan's business, it would be a great sin.

Nodding to Lin Qingqing again to express his gratitude, the secretary took the document and knocked lightly on the door. With the permission of the people inside, she pushed open the door and walked in.

The door was not closed tightly, and through the crack in the door, Lin Qingqing vaguely heard the conversation inside. "Mr. Ou, if you win our company's bid this time, I dare to guarantee that you will not be disappointed!" A neutral man's voice came out.

"Oh? How so? This is Ou Yuanlan's voice. His voice is always cold and lazy, and it is extremely recognizable.

Slapping a stack of documents in front of Ou Yuanlan, the man seemed to be a little emotional. "Mr. Ou, although our two companies have never cooperated, how can you have heard of our company's reputation......" Before he finished speaking, he was stopped by Ou Yuanlan.

"Your company is notorious, I've heard of it." This man has never cared much about other people's faces, and it is even more common for people to die when they are angry.

The man was clearly in a hurry. "Mr. Ou, you give me an accurate word, whether you are bidding or not!" This time he was on a desperate note.

Throwing away the documents on the table, Ou Yuanlan was still not in a hurry. "You go back first, and I'll give you an answer when I've thought it through." His reply was still unclear.

Now that the eviction order has been issued, it is not good for this man to continue to stay. He stared at Ou Yuanlan for a while, and then walked out of Ou Yuanlan's office dejectedly.

This place is Ou Yuanlan's territory no matter what, even if he is angry at this time, he can only endure it silently.

As soon as he pushed open the office door, the man just collided head-on with Lin Qingqing. He looked at Lin Qingqing with a strange look, and his gaze stayed on Chenchen and the lunch box in her arms for a moment. "Are you ......" Before he could finish his words, the voice of the man in the office came out.

"Qingqing, come in." When Ou Yuanlan called Lin Qingqing, he always had an inexplicable sense of intimacy and possessiveness.

Before he could answer this man's question, Lin Qingqing hurriedly pushed open the door and ran in. The man's gaze at her just now made her feel uncomfortable, as if mud was sticking to her skin.

As soon as he walked into the office, Chenchen's big black eyes rolled. "Daddy, Daddy......" he cried out inarticulately.

Looking at this soft and glutinous little child, no matter how cold a person is, will be sweetened. What's more, Ou Yuanlan is still the father of this child, and when he sees Chenchen at this moment, he naturally likes it in his heart.

Taking over Chenchen in Lin Qingqing's hand, Ou Yuanlan said to her unprecedentedly: "It's really hard for you." ”