"Thank you, Major."

Yang Yang took the passbook and thanked Yan Chen, who looked as usual.

"You're welcome!"

Yan Chen turned around, thought about it, and turned his head again

"Is there anything else going on with Major Yan?"

"Yang Yang, do you have a partner?"

Uh....why do you suddenly ask such a question with depth and connotation? Before he could answer, Yan Chen waved his hand;

"Forget it, it's useless to ask you about this person who looks like a single dog."

Yang Yang choked, what does it mean to look like? It was meant to be! No, Major Yan, is there a situation? Otherwise, how can you ask about things that have nothing to do with work? He is a well-known workaholic in the unit, nickname; Desperate little wolf.

Looking at the people who walked away, Yang Yang turned around and ran back to the side of the team, and continued to lead the team into the canteen to eat, as for the number on the passbook, he believed in Major Yan's personality.

Yan Chen held a pencil, and on the white paper in front of him, a pair of cold fox eyes suddenly appeared on it, and then melon seed face, cherry mouth, the popular middle and long hair of boys, and shallow dimples loomed.....

A congratulatory word for the dragon snake walking fell on the lower right corner of the paper, Yan Chen looked at it for a while, picked up the paper after revision, and carefully clamped it on the military books he often read, and placed it on the books piled up on the table.

After sitting down, he suddenly got up, picked up the book he had just opened, opened it again, and saw the portrait on it, closed it again, and put it back in place.

He must be sick, how upset!

With his hands on his head, Yan Chen looked at the white ceiling, thinking back to the pair of fox eyes, a look without a trace of temperature, and a clean and neat approach.

He, is he paying too much attention to her? I also drew other people, I don't look like my previous self!

Is it really as the uncle said, should you find a partner?

It has been three days since I knew what disease Zhou Xidi had, and this was revealed by Liu Ye himself. The main reason is that he has been lying in bed all the time, unable to take care of himself, and the cost of treatment is high, and he spent a quarter of his family's savings in just three days. If this continues, the whole family will be dragged down by Zhou Xidi's illness.

"Stroke? What did Liu Ye say? ”

He Lincai also listened to the fact that Liu Ye led Zhou Xidi to his home to apologize that day, and now he doesn't know whether to sympathize or pity Zhou Xidi.

"Shall we go and have a look?"

As soon as Wang Qingyun finished speaking, she looked at He Qi'er, she didn't know why she wanted to know her daughter's thoughts, or she hoped that her daughter could tell her what to do.

"Go, why don't you go? The whole unit of people went, but our family didn't go, and it seemed that we were not close to people. ”

He Qi'er didn't speak, and He Lincai, who was in charge, made a decision. The main reason is that Liu Ye took a week's leave and took annual leave, which alarmed the leaders, and only then did colleagues from all over the unit visit him.

"Go ahead, I've got something to do."

He Qi'er is actually fine, a salted fish all day long, what can it do? She just didn't want to add to herself, obviously she could have reminded Zhou Xidi that day, but she didn't.

'Woman, follow your original intention. This week, Xidi's fate has this catastrophe, even if you remind it, there will still be. Moreover, are you going to make a Tianshan Snow Lotus? ’

What the hell is Tianshan Snow Lotus! It is impossible for her to have the qualifications to be a White Lotus, and she will never have it in this life!

I'm used to my daughter's small mouth popping out from time to time: I have something. Wang Qingyun didn't ask interestingly. Moreover, recently my daughter has been too well-behaved and self-reliant, and she has not entered her house to help her clean up her room for a long time.

"He family, Qi Qi, your phone!"

There was a sudden knock on the door, and the voice of Aunt Wang from the commissary downstairs came in.

Got a phone? He Qi'er couldn't think of anyone calling her, and it seemed that she had never left her contact information for anyone!

In addition to the crew!