131 Chapter 131
Extra-Meng Yi
Meng Yi's eyelids jumped fiercely.
- It's ridiculous.
He never thought about this little girl.
The care for her comes from the sense of responsibility of the public official for the orphans, and as a public official, he has the responsibility to make the people in his jurisdiction live a good life.
Knowing the identity of this little girl, he did persuade her to return to the right path more than once, and gave her the greatest help within his authority, but it was because of the dream and a kind of protection of genius by public officials.
No one could be indifferent to her after having a dream like that.
There is no public official with power in his hands who does not sigh after seeing such a genius cocooned himself.
He just wanted her to let go of everything and live her life well.
That's all.
Meng Yi's arm was pulled, but his body leaned back desperately, trying to avoid the inquiry of those eyes.
This posture was very strange, how could he think about it and think it was funny, so he raised his hand to remove Qin Hehua's hand, and distanced himself from her without a trace.
- There is a great difference in their three views, and this alone is impossible between them.
"Little girl, you have been deceived."
After taking a few steps back, Meng Yi stood still and looked the woman in front of him up and down, "I only care for you as an elder for a junior, and I have no other thoughts. β
Qin Hehua smiled, "Meng Yi, I'm not a little girl anymore. β
It's really hard to take such words, Meng Yi frowned, and looked away, "For people of my age, you are still a little girl." β
"Little girl, please don't think of me so dirty, it's an insult to my profession."
Meng Yi stared at the green shade outside the glass, "Not only me, but also your Meng Shangqing, we will not have any thoughts about you." β
"We are the guides on your life's path, but we are not your companions on the road of life."
"Your life has just begun, you-"
"Po-"
The lip flap brushed against his cheek and made a very light, very soft sound.
Meng Yi's pupils shrank, and his voice stopped abruptly.
- This little girl actually kissed him?!
Meng Yi stepped back like an electric shock, his fingers were pointing up little by little, slowly covering his face, and he couldn't believe it, looking at the little girl in front of him.
The little girl is no longer a little girl, at the age of her prime, wearing Qin-made clothes, combing Qin-made sideburns, the golden hairpin is between her hairpins, the gold pendant holds her earlobe, swinging on her cheeks and neck, and the eyes that are always ethereal and even slightly empty in his memory have a lively popularity at this time, and the eye waves are flowing, as if they are autumn water washing the stars in the sky.
Such eyes were too bright, Meng Yi avoided his eyes slightly, his Adam's apple rolled down, and the words of questioning changed tone, not like the warmth and anger of the superiors, but also a helpless sigh-
"What do you do?"
Meng Yi said.
"Nothing."
The initiator looked indifferent, not taking what had just happened to heart at all, "I just want to try it and see how you react." β
"Who knew your reaction would be so big?"
"It's stressful."
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What's there to try for this kind of thing?
Meng Yi raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows, his voice was a little helpless, "Little girl, don't joke about this kind of thing in the future." β
"Although our world doesn't pay attention to the words of the matchmaker of our parents, it is not so casual to like or dislike this kind of thing."
Qin Hehua's brows moved slightly.
"My liking for you is only the love of the elders for the younger generations."
Meng Yi adjusted his breath, turned around, faced Qin Hehua, and said with a straight face, "Other than that, there is nothing else." β
"You don't have to test me with this kind of thing, it doesn't make any sense."
"You're still young, your future has countless possibilities, there's no need to waste time with men so many years older than you."
At that time, Meng Yiyi was talking with righteous words, and he didn't realize at all what price he would have to pay for these words in the future-
"You're safe and sound, and I should go."
Meng Yi smiled slightly, "Little girl, I wish you a bright future and all the best." β
Meng Yi turned to leave.
The story, which began as a dream when he was young, has now come to a successful conclusion.
The little girl found her father, created another Great Qin, all her wishes were fulfilled, and she could finally live a good life, which is a good thing.
But for some reason, he always felt empty in his heart, as if he had lost something, and his heart that was originally stuffed was empty, leaving only official duties that could never be handled.
For a person who is bored in his career, heavy work will not be annoying, and on the contrary, it is easy for people like him to find the joy of life in boring work, so as to immerse themselves in it and be uncontrollable.
ββCommonly known as the chosen worker.
But now it's different.
He will subconsciously raise his head when he hears the word Qin, and when he hears the number of eleven, he will pause slightly, and everything about her will become his sensitive/sense/point, and every word and every number will make him react subconsciously.
What's more, every time he washes his face, he will involuntarily turn his face sideways, look at the side face that she gently kissed, and then let the scenes of what happened that day play out in his mind.
Her movements were too quick and too fast, and before he could feel her warmth and softness, she stood back in place, her eyes watching his reaction, as if waiting for him to say something or make a move.
He did react, but overreacted.
His tone was firm as if he were joining the party, and he mercilessly refuted her speculation that he had never had a relationship with her.
He's really not a thing, duplicity can be played so thoroughly by him.
He is no longer a young and ignorant hairy boy, and he can't even figure out whether he likes it or not.
Even if he has never eaten pork in his thirties, he has seen a lot of pigs run, and the money he spends every year is enough for him to have a luxury and customize a handmade suit for himself.
He has seen too many joys and sorrows, and he has also seen couples who die and come back to life when they are in love, and then make trouble until the fish die and the net is broken.
After seeing so much, he knew that when her kiss landed on his cheek, his heart was beating like a drum, not only shocked, but also a kind of self-deception that he was about to believe was suddenly revealed by others
Fluster.
How could it not be like?
She's such a nice little girl.
I can't like it.
Her life has just begun, and he is in his thirties, standing side by side with her, he will be ridiculed by others, this is your uncle, right?
The age difference of more than ten years may not be a big deal for some, but for him, it is an insurmountable gap.
When she was in her twenties, she may have felt that he was mature and elegant in his thirties, with a delicate and gentle demeanor that men in their twenties did not have.
But what about when she's in her thirties? What about when she's in her forties?
When she was in her forties, he was almost sixty, an old man with half of his body in the ground, and a woman in her forties looked no different from her thirties if she was properly maintained, but she was in her prime with a little old man, how bleak should her life be?
He didn't want the rest of her life to be desolate.
She is young, impulsive, will make mistakes, will be full of affection, and feels that as long as they like each other, everything else is fine.
Not to mention that she has paranoia in her bones, as long as she decides something, she feels that she is right when the sky falls.
She can do this, he can't.
He is too much older than her, and he has the responsibility and obligation to be responsible for each other's lives.
He couldn't watch her go astray, but he beckoned at her, telling her to go astray sooner.
Meng Yi raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows, starting a new day's work.
"Leader, you went out with a bouquet of flowers some time ago, is it about to be a good thing?"
The secretary came in with a pair of documents, and while asking him to sign, he couldn't help but ask him, "Can you drink your wedding wine this year?" β
The tip of the rustling pen paused slightly.
"I can't drink it."
He lowered his eyes to his name, and his voice was low and unheaving, "She's dead." β
The little girl he liked died the night he drove out.
Now alive is a little princess with a colorful life and her father's company, and not disturbing is his best choice.
The news of his fiancΓ©e's tragic death spread throughout the agency, and since then, no one has approached him to ask him about the imminent arrival of good things.
The days go by like this, Chen Shanke is so lacking that he can almost foresee his future, the perennial 007's body probably can't support retirement and will fall ill in the post, and the sudden death of the fastest and youngest public official after the establishment of the country will become a hot spot for countless people to dig up, leaving behind a series or TV series after his death, which is used to inspire future generations to wake up future generations.
He will die young, and the little girl has shined, and her father joined forces to create a business empire, the first emperor in the matter of expanding the territory, in just a few years to achieve the leading position in the industry, this industry to achieve the peak, then to set foot in another industry, the rapid expansion of the business territory so that the country can not help but look at him.
And he was the public servant who approached him.
I haven't seen him for a few years, and the little girl who appeared in front of him out of thin air in Qin's clothes has changed into an evening dress, holding her father's hand and appearing in everyone's sight, the flash lights illuminate the surroundings as if it were day, and the woman is smiling, decent and dignified.
Meng Yi lost his mind for a moment.
"Hello."
Qin Hehua stretched out his hand, "First time we meet, please advise." ()β
Meng Yi came back to his senses and slowly shook her hand, Hello, Miss Qin.? [(()β
The princess of Daqin is very personable, she can afford to take it and put it down.
When you like it, ask it bluntly, kiss it gently, test your reaction, don't like it, it's the first time you meet, please advise.
Very good.
She's really good like that.
A feeling of dizziness hits me.
The woman's eyelids in front of him raised slightly, and the secretary next to him had already grabbed his arm, "I'm sorry, the leader is too drunk, so I'm out of company." β
ββIn the stall of investment promotion, as the number one, he cannot have any negative news, even if it is physical discomfort.
He was helped to the lounge by his secretary, who poured water for him to drink his medicine while calling the doctor.
The secretary took a small notebook and memorized the doctor's instructions, and did not notice that the door of the lounge was silently pushed open, and the bright and unbelievable person stepped on high heels and walked in from the outside, without making any sound, she walked up to him, tilted her head to look at him, as if thinking about why he was so weak in the prime of life.
"Sorry for letting you see the joke."
He smiled weakly at her.
When the secretary heard the voice, he turned his head and saw Qin Hehua who suddenly broke in, his face changed suddenly, and he hung up the doctor's phone, so he hurriedly came to stop Qin Hehua, "Mr. Qin, our leader is resting, and we will discuss any problems after he rests." β
"It's fine."
Meng Yi shook his head lightly, "I'll say a few words to Miss Qin, you go out first." β
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Leader, you are about to become Jiao Yulu in the world, and you still want to talk about work while sick?!
The secretary said earnestly, "Leader, the doctor just explained, let you have a good rest-"
"I know."
Meng Yi nodded, "You go out first." β
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Well, ordinary social animals can't understand the way workaholics think.
The secretary walked out of the lounge with a look of resentment.
There were only two people left in the huge room.
Meng Yi got up, turned out the tea leaves and made tea.
- People who take medicine are not suitable for drinking tea, and the secretary didn't make tea just now, so now he can only come by himself.
After making tea, Meng Yi poured a cup of tea and pushed it over to Qin Hehua opposite, "Miss Qin has something to look for me?" β
"My father died at the age of forty-nine."
Qin Hehua got straight to the point, "Some people say that it is a genetic factor in the family, and most of the Qin kings in the past dynasties were short-lived, so my father's lifespan is not long." β
"But I think genetics is part of the cause, and overwork is another part."
"If he hadn't soaked himself in politics every day, he wouldn't have lived to be fifty years old."
After living in the twenty-first century for too long, the former princess of Daqin has lost her original ancient flavor when she speaks, she raised her eyebrows and looked at Meng Yi's eyes, and did not take the tea that Meng Yi pushed her, but said directly, "Meng Yi, do you want to die young like my father?" β
"For the average life expectancy in ancient times, your father died at the age of forty-nine, which is not an untimely death."
Meng Yi chuckled, "As for me, I won't die young, it's just that I've been too tired lately, and my body is a little unbearable, you know, people of age."
() will be so. β
Qin Hehua frowned slightly.
She had never seen Meng Yi like this.
is weak, and he talks about life and death, not the kind of ridicule, but he is really mentally ready to die at any time.
But the Meng Yi in her memory is so young and high-spirited.
He is the secretary above 10,000 people under one person, there is nothing he can't do, he can afford it when the sky falls.
Such a man is a deadly weapon for a little girl, so that she doesn't know what liking is, and she already has a person in her heart.
But now?
Meng Yi is also a high-ranking official in this era, but he is not above 10,000 people under one person, he is no longer a secretary who needs to be looked up to, he is just a public official who is in a high position but is diligent and loves the people, he will go to the mountains and go to the countryside, teach people in poor counties to make bouquets, and will also take a look at the surrounding crops when he comes down to inspect, saying that this year's corn is not as good as last year, he is out-and-out Marxist-Leninist, disgusted with feudal imperialism, and his heart is the great harmony of the world and socialism.
The original Meng Yi died for his father without regrets, and now Meng Yi, if his father had the idea of restoration, he would be the first to rush out and split his father.
- Two very different people.
Do you still like it?
He was not her Meng Yi at all.
Still like.
She likes his sincere enthusiasm for the world and his unswerving patriotism.
I like him as a superior, but he doesn't treat the people below as ants, I like his gentleness and purity, even if he is facing a stranger, he will release full kindness and patience.
He is still the pillar of the Chinese land, and he is no different from his previous life.
Qin Hehua was silent.
"Meng Yi, are you afraid of aging?"
After a moment of silence, she got straight to the point, "If you're afraid, then stay with me before you get old." β
"You don't have to worry about me in my forties next to you at sixty, because I will leave you before you are sixty."
"In my heart, you will always be a young talent in the prime of life."!