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"I should say, I'm going to live there too." Qingyu smiled at Dong's mother, pointed to the soup, and said that she didn't want vegetables.

"His obsessive-compulsive disorder is manifested in him saying that he is chaotic and orderly!" Ning Da shrugged his shoulders and smirked.

"But he was very neat until he was eighteen." Qingyu wiped her mouth.

"That's because his mother's obsessive-compulsive disorder is more serious, so after the age of eighteen, he insisted on moving to a small building, although only one day a week." The old man sighed.

"Well, let me ask, is my grandmother similar to my aunt? I like to live a neat and organized life at home. Qingyu decided to ask what the hostess of the previous generation was like.

"My mother?" Ning Da thought seriously for a moment and smiled, "Yes, my mother is very strict. ”

So, it's right that men always look for their other half in the same way as their mothers. You are so, and so is Ning Yi. Qingyu raised her eyebrows.

"I think you're so ......" Mrs. Ning finally spoke, she really felt that Qingyu was talking to herself, was she saying that she was the same kind of person as her?

"I'm just talking about loving a tidy home." Qingyu hurriedly smiled at her, she didn't want to be like Mrs. Ning, she wouldn't be so uncomfortable living like her.

"And then?" Ning laughed and looked at Qingyu a little playfully.

"What, then?" Qingyu didn't understand what he wanted to say.

"You've made that house tidy, haven't you?" Ning Da now wanted to know very much what that house was like now.

He and his wife had given up a few years ago, and later, when their son didn't come back, they kept it and felt like they were close by. And now, the strong daughter-in-law is a very organized person, and when they see that house, they are all very much looking forward to it.

"I tidied up the house, but I put the record player and record back in their place." Qingyu took a deep breath.

"Oh!" Ning Da let out a long sigh, "Records hate dust the most!" ”

"Well, I think maybe I should give in!" Qingyu saw Ning Da and his wife frowning together, obviously, that was what they hated the most, "So you borrowed my hand to force him to change?" By the way, let him hate me! ”

"I doubt it!" Ning Da shrugged his shoulders again, "I suspect that maybe he will feel that nothing matters when he sees you." ”

"That's great, I really hope he can say hurry up when he sees that crooked record player!" Qingyu sighed.

"So you're not going to change?" Mrs. Ning looked at Qingyu, she thought she would be like herself, putting everything where it should be.

"Of course not, I have to let him see my concessions." Qingyu said seriously.

"So, is that how Tsubasa was coaxed by you?" Mrs. Ning's eyes widened.

"Auntie!" Qingyu felt that the old lady was about to be driven crazy by herself.

"It's okay, I just didn't expect you to give in to him, I thought he always made concessions for you." Mrs. Ning also regained her smile, as before, elegant and moving.

"Yes, so now I'm giving in to him." Qingyu smiled at them and looked at her watch.

"Something?"

"No, I think Ning Yi might be there soon." Qingyu calculated the time in her heart, twenty-four hours have passed since she finished calling yesterday, and Ning Yi is almost back.

"Are you so sure?" Ning Da also looked at his watch and felt that this Qingyu was thinking too much.

"He hasn't called me for 24 hours, he must be busy, and my secretary hasn't called me." Qingyu shrugged her shoulders at them, what she didn't say was that no one called her, she only called Dong's mother and reported her safety, everything seemed really bad.

"Have you checked the flight?"

"No, I hope there will be a surprise." Qingyu smiled again, yes, why don't you check the flight.

"What if he doesn't come back?" Mrs. Ning also looked at her watch, if it was the same flight as Qingyu, then he should have come back a long time ago, and it was already night.

"Did we bet?" Qingyu thought about it for a while, and felt that Ning Yi couldn't come back, it was just related to her intuition, and for Mrs. Ning, it was difficult to have something to do with face.

"No, seeing that you are so sure, I thought you had an appointment." Mrs. Ning chuckled.

"I shouldn't need to." Qingyu thought for a moment, did Mrs. Ning want to say that she was lying? Come first, get permission and then let him come, in their hearts, their son is useless to be like this.

"Don't you need it?" Ning Da didn't understand what she was talking about.

"I mean, there's no need for me to be like that with him. He's important to me, so I'm willing to try hard for him one more time, and if I fail, at least I don't regret it. ”

Qingyu smiled, this is the main reason why she came, she never seemed to have worked hard for herself. She likes to live in nature, just like her home, where everything is in her fixed place. No matter where she is, her bed, her desk, her piano, they are all in the same direction in different rooms.

Ning Yi was an accident, maybe a beautiful one. Because it was an accident, her life was messed up, so she rushed here to discuss the man who had a close concern for the three of them with these two old men who didn't like her at all, and she didn't like either.

"What time is the boat coming to the island here?"

"Oh, he can come back at any time." Ning laughed a little.

"So it's still a bit good to be an heir." Qingyu smiled.

"Do you think there is nothing good for the heir other than that?" Ning Da thought for a moment and frowned.

"I think he may not be a good heir, but he is a good son. He's breaking up with me for your sake. Then, I'm coming, and he's supposed to be able to arrange the work quickly and come quickly. Not worried about me, but worried about you. Qingyu sighed, she thought about it now, Ning Yi dared to look at his parents first when he entered the door, and she would make him look good.

Ning Da looked at her deeply, he wanted to speak, but he could only smile at her.

Qingyu also smiled at Ning Da, sometimes it is more difficult to get along between father and son. Maybe it's not that they're difficult to get along with, but they don't know how to communicate with each other.

The door suddenly opened at this moment, pouring in a gust of cold wind, and Ning Yi's eyes were still bruised, so he rushed in. Very good, he rushed to Qingyu at once, although he didn't say anything, but Qingyu said that he was very satisfied.

"Why is it so late?" Qingyu stood up, let him sit next to the old man, and took Dong's mother's plate and personally distributed the dishes for him.

"My plane was late." Ning Yi gasped, as if he had been running all the way.

"What to drink?" Qingyu put the plate away and asked him what to drink.

"Water!" Ning Yi just watched the three of them eat together, and they looked quite like a family.