Recalling the eyes full of hope and eagerness when the first president of Fez Enterprise and her workplace mentor handed over the entire group to herself, Jiang Hongxia knew that all she had was diligence and ability, but her talent in economic management could only be regarded as ordinary.

If the former president was still alive at the moment, I am afraid she would not hesitate to choose Liu Qingyi as her future successor, right?

After all, Fez Jewelry Company was originally a business group under the Murong family; If it weren't for Murong Nan's early death due to illness, and the teachers of the two had always admired him, how could it be his turn to be the president.

Flashing back to the scenes of the past that happened in her mind, Jiang Hongxia felt a little emotional in her heart, and looked at Liu Qingyi's gaze, which gradually dimmed from the original joy.

In fact, the soreness in her heart, the hardships and strife she had encountered, and now Liu Qingyi, who is standing in front of her in an elegant white dress, is she also destined to encounter, these ups and downs that she must go through in life. If she is willing to accept herself now, maybe the outcome of the future will change dramatically.

"No need, tomorrow I will go to Fez to apply for a job, even if you want me to intern with you, it will depend on my own ability. Okay, I'll go upstairs first. ”

With faint doubts, Liu Qingyi directly rejected Jiang Hongxia's suggestion, and then slowly turned around and walked upstairs to his father's study. She was surprised that Jiang Hongxia didn't ask why she suddenly changed her mind. But since the latter didn't ask, he naturally wouldn't take the initiative to prevaricate the reasons he had already thought of.

Because although Liu Qingyi still has a grudge against the latter, after all, the two have been together for so many years, and from the perspective of inner emotion, Liu Qingyi does not want to deceive her.

It wasn't until she watched Liu Qingyi's thin shadow disappear from her sight that Jiang Hongxia's originally happy face gradually calmed down.

She slowly turned around and sat back on the couch, just quietly picked up the newspaper next to her, and continued to read intently. She didn't express any surprise because Liu Qingyi suddenly asked her to go to Fez for an internship, it was because she understood the latter's personality, in fact, what should she do, and what right did she have to intervene?

But consent does not mean tolerance and forgiveness. Jiang Hongxia didn't say anything, but she was a little uncomfortable at this moment. Fez Group was originally a large-scale enterprise operated by the Murong family, and many of its core managers and backbones were still transferred from the original company of the Murong family.

Although they openly confronted Jiang Hongxia because they couldn't go against the old president's wishes, they were still dissatisfied with themselves as an outsider.

Jiang Hongxia didn't care too much about restraining them. Her personality is not as decisive and calm as Murong Nan, even if she has gradually adapted to it over the years, and has been familiar with the old president, I am afraid that she will still not be able to bring the company back to the most glorious period of history.

So Jiang Hongxia knew that even if Liu Qingyi came to her own company to secretly help the Nalan family, she had nothing to say. Maybe I was wrong from the beginning, the whole thing was vague, and the pain of losing my son back then had made me miss the happiness of feeling home for so many years.

If you fall out with Qingyi again for the affairs of the Nalan family today, I am afraid that in this life, it will be difficult for me to heal the deepest scar in my heart.

In the hall, the lights are still glazed, and the Chinese lanterns bloom with the brightest white light, reflecting the scattered atmosphere. Only the sound of the slightest piece of paper turning, combined with the blur of footsteps gradually disappearing, adds the last touch of charm to this peaceful atmosphere......

Lianbu paused slightly, and when he came to the door of his father's study, Liu Qingyi wanted to gently push the door in, but inadvertently lowered his head, but he saw a planning sheet hanging on the handle at the door.

Liu Qingyi's eyes were slightly stunned, and with a little curiosity, he took it off and put it on Hao's wrist, just to take advantage of the light of the corridor to take a look at the punishment arrangements for cheating students in the academy on the planning list.

But just when she wanted to read carefully, Liu Cen's voice suddenly came from the room, as if he was sitting at the desk at the moment and sensed this, and suddenly commanded: "It's Qingyi, right?" Now that I saw the planner hanging on the door, I helped my father bring it in by the way. ”

"Oh, okay." Liu Qingyi hurriedly responded lightly, then closed the book list in her hand, and slowly pushed the door in, with a little inexplicable curiosity on her pretty face, she didn't understand why her father put this thing on the door of her study.

Did you deliberately want to see it? However, what does the punishment for cheating in exams have to do with oneself? Could it be that there will be people who will find out and accuse themselves of cheating?

Liu Qingyi was a little stunned and thought in his heart, but the steps under his feet still contained a calm rhythm.

came to his father's desk and gently handed the planning sheet in his hand to the latter, but when Liu Qingyi was about to ask something, he was preempted by Liu Cen again: "Qingyi, are you curious, why did I put this planning sheet outside the door to deliberately let you see it?" ”

"Hmm." Liu Qingyi nodded slightly, but her eyebrows frowned slightly, as if she recalled a certain scene, and her originally plain face instantly became a little unnatural.

"Let's talk to Dad, what happened between you and your classmate, Fang Ziyin? I don't believe that Teacher An Yi will tell me that you may be suspected of cheating in the exam for no reason. ”

Liu Cen gently put down the pen he was holding in his hand, gently removed the glasses he was wearing on the bridge of his nose, raised his head and looked at his daughter seriously.

The moonlight shines like a practice, shining on Liu Qingyi's fair face through the thin window screen, reflecting a beautiful cold face. Liu Qingyi had a helpless and bitter smile on the corner of her mouth, her eyelashes blinked slightly, and she replied lightly.

"How much I hate cheating, you know better than anyone else."

Liu Qingyi's seemingly insipid words came into Liu Cen's ears, but his body trembled slightly for a moment.

It seems to be back to the years of the past in his mind, with a faint sadness and depression, those old things Liu Cen didn't want to recall anymore, but he was reminded by Qingyi's simple words, but he was shocked by the memories that should have been buried together with the death of his ex-wife Murong Nan.

The past is unbearable, and now although there is a little less nagging and harshness in the ears, the family affection that I have gradually become accustomed to in my heart can no longer be severed.

Liu Cen knew that perhaps he had never really loved Murong Nan once from beginning to end. Even on the day he knew that the latter was pregnant with Qingyi, he had shallow joy on the surface, but in the bottom of his heart, he was full of sadness and loneliness.

How many times have I dreamed of the face of the woman I bed with, what remained in the depths of my soul was still not the wife who could be seen every day and night and had a beautiful face like Qingyi, but another gentle woman who had fallen in love with my childhood sweetheart.

Her daughter Qingyi is so similar to her mother, and I don't know if she has inherited too much of the latter's resolute personality, or because she has neglected discipline for so many years, and has always let the latter grow up with Qingyi. Liu Cen felt more and more that although Qingyi was not as indifferent and lonely as her, the temperament in her bones was gradually fitting with her.

"Yes, I know, even if I can easily get the first score in this exam, you won't choose to cheat, right?" Slowly pulling his thoughts back, Liu Cen's expression was a touch of melancholy and complexity, and his tone was much more relaxed than just now.

But what Liu Qingyi needs is not to make his father believe in himself, now that the punishment on the planning list has come out, it is necessary for him to have more eyes on this matter. Just like Shao Yang said, she also began to gradually feel that Fang Ziyin was deliberately targeting herself.

Although judging from the list of cheating students on the desk, neither the names of himself nor Fang Ziyin were on it; But Liu Qingyi knew that Teacher An Yi would never mess with right and wrong. She must have doubts about this, so she will report the truth to her father. In this way, it not only played the role of Liwei justice, but also reminded himself and Fang Ziyin together.

"Since the matter has not really come out, no amount of speculation can be confirmed. Of course Dad believes in you, so that's the end of it. And the main purpose of my coming to you is not to talk about it. ”

Liu Cen stood up and put aside the disposition slip on the table, and then walked slowly to the windowsill, his hands behind his back, his eyes were slightly awe-inspiring, but in the depths of his eyes, there was a faint sadness passing by.

"It's related to what happened at Sister Yating's house today, right? I see you and her, it's always weird to come back. Dad, you tell me the truth, you took us to her house, is it really just a gathering of old classmates? ”

Liu Qingyi put her slender hand on her side and followed her father's gaze to the gray starry sky outside the window. Standing behind him and looking at his slightly heavy back, Liu Qingyi's eyebrows frowned slightly, and the gauze skirt swayed slightly with the evening breeze entering the window.

Fireflies flickered like sparks in this seaside city under the night sky. A little bit of white poured down, covering all the figures who had not yet slept in this villa park, like a haze that would not dissipate for a long time.

It is like the memory of the passing years, but in the inadvertent retrospective, strangers talked. A secular dispute, how can it survive the erosion of time, telling the unspeakable pain of the curtain.

Even in the face of the closest person in this life, the worries spreading in my heart are like thorns all over my mind; Maybe no matter what day it is, all of a sudden, it will eventually turn late with the sunset......