Author: Not as good as the Yanxiang

Yun Qing's indifferent attitude towards the world was her desire for warmth for family. She packed up her things and came out, stood in front of the glass sliding door of the kitchen and looked at Qi Yan, who was wearing apron and fucking fireworks for her, and couldn't help but smile.

She walked in gently, wrapped her arms around his waist from behind, and leaned her head against his broad and straight back, "Thank you."

Qi Yan turned around, only glanced at the tip of her nose, and said, "Are you hungry? I have something to eat in my pocket."

She asked, "What?"

Qi Yan said: "Take it out and take a look."

Yun Qing reached into his apron and took out a small box of chocolate from his coat box. She picked it up, and couldn't stop smiling: "Didn't you say you won't buy it?"

Qi Yan looked for an excuse: "Maybe he took it wrong."

Yun Qing smiled playfully, took it out and opened it. He first took one to Qi Yan and peeled one for himself.

Too sweet.

It's really too sweet.

She put the chocolate aside and reached out to help him, "Don't buy it in the future. I don't like sweets."

Qi Yan tilted his head to look at her, "I'm afraid of gaining weight?"

Yun Qing shook her head: "No. Some things are no longer interested when they are older than they want to eat."

Qi Yan was silent. He froze and came to his senses for a while. He opened his mouth to say something to Yun Qing. Seeing her Yun Danfengqing's expression, his throat felt sour and he couldn't spit out a word.

Yun Qing grabbed a large handful of dried peppers and washed them in a basket. He then took scissors and cut them short one by one, saying, "Put some in the bullfrog."

Qi Yan whispered: "Yeah."

After Yun Qing cut the dried peppers, he helped prepare other ingredients. He took out two eggs from the refrigerator and smashed them and said that he would cook some eggs and spinach soup later.

She looked at the crispy and crispy bullfrog that was fried in China and suggested: "Let's have some bar."

Qi Yan could tell that she was really happy, it was a kind of happiness she had never expected.

He put out the refried bullfrog, picked up a small piece of hot air on it, and fed it to Yun Qing's mouth: "Try it."

Yun Qing opened her mouth to take it, tasted the taste, smiled happily, turned around and took out all the wine in the refrigerator and placed it on the bar, turned around to confirm with him: "Are you okay tonight? Can you drink wine?"

Qi Yan smiled and nodded: "I haven't arranged anything these days, I've solved your problem."

"What's wrong with me?"

"Zhang Zong and Wang Xin should also clean up."

Yun Qing joked: "How to deal with it? I bought the company directly? Let their boss become an employee?"

At this time, the phone in Yun Qing's purse rang. She was washing vegetables and was inconvenient to take them, so she asked Qi Yan to take them down for herself.

He took it out and saw that it was Lin Hui. Yun Qing didn't want to answer, but Qi Yan pressed the answer button and turned on the hands-free one.

Lin Hui's anxious question came: "Yun Qing, when will you save your father? It's been more than half a month, are you thinking that your father will be tortured to death by them? Also, where did you get Chaochao? Let me tell you, if Chaochao has something, I will definitely not let you go."

Qi Yan signaled Yun Qing to say goodbye, and then smiled slightly at her. Then, he met Lin Hui on the other end of the phone, all the tenderness disappeared, his eyebrows and eyes were cold. His tone was faint, exuding a suffocating sense of oppression: "I am Qi Yan."

Lin Hui's arrogant arrogance suddenly became slapped and said timidly: "It's Mr. Qi."

He stressed in a deep voice: "Qingqing is not convenient to answer the phone now. I know what you said. Whether it is Yun Mengke or Lin Chao, this is not Qingqing's idea, it is what I mean."

Lin Hui was silent for a while, trembling and tried to say: "Mr. Qi, I know that Mengke gambling is wrong, but he is Qingqing's father and your father-in-law after all. And he has also been taught a lesson during this period. Look, can you let them release him?"

Qi Yan picked up his phone and turned it off, without any soft words: "Yun Mengke gambling is a bad habit that has been developed over the years. Can a person who is rotten in his bones be turned back into a state of evil in ten days and half a month? Ms. Lin, I don't believe in you, let alone Yun Mengke."

Lin Hui did not dare to challenge Qi Yan, and said directly: "Mr. Qi, I want to talk to Qingqing."

Qi Yan turned his eyes and looked at Yun Qing who was washing vegetables with his head down, and hesitated for a few seconds: "Okay."

He sent the phone to Yun Qing's ear. Yun Qing turned his head and glanced at him, stood up, wiped the water on his apron with both hands. She took the phone and walked outside, her voice was cold: "If you have something to say."

Lin Hui's attitude was much better than before, and she smiled a little: "Qingqing, have you eaten? You just came back from Licheng, are you busy? Mom knows that netizens scolded you some time ago, which made you very difficult. Mom wants to comfort you."

Yun Qing interrupted disgustingly: "Tell me. There is no need to pretend to be false to me."

Lin Hui was talking for a moment, and after a while, she said: "Green Qing, can you help your mother beg Mr. Qi and ask him to rescue your father? Or, you lend the money to your mother first, and your mother will save your father by herself."

Yun Qing stood in front of the window, turned around and looked at Qi Yan in the kitchen, and refused flatly: "I don't have money to lend it to you. If you really want to save him, sell the house and save it."

Lin Hui cried: "It's not enough to sell the house."

Yun Qing said mercilessly: "I can't help you."

"Qingqing," she quickly called, worried that Yun Qing would hang up the phone, "Qingqing, mom promises this is the last time. When your father comes out, I will definitely ask him to quit gambling and make good changes."

Yun Qing sneered, "Lin Hui, I was desperate for you many years ago. Any promises from you, every word, has long lost my prestige as an elder."

"Qingqing, your father is old and ineffective. If they continue like this, they will die."

"Don't worry. I will collect his body for him at that time."

"The clouds are light."

Lin Hui lost her patience and began to get angry. She cut off the phone, and within a minute, the other party called again.

She cut off her directly and soon came again. After repeated this several times, Yun Qing connected, restraining the anger in her heart and suppressing the volume: "I will not help you ask Qi Yan, nor will I ask you to save him. I no longer care what others say to me. I have already endured the most ugly and filthy words."

Yun Qing finished speaking in anger and hung up the phone and turned it off. She hugged her arms in front of her chest and saw drizzle falling from the sky outside. When she was in Licheng, when she saw Lin Hui slandering herself online, she didn't feel much, and knew that they had always been like this.

At this moment, Lin Hui's words of flattery and indifferent rebuke instantly tore her apart. All the scenes of being criticized and treated from childhood have come to my heart. They hurt her again and again, but ask her again and again. How could there be such shameless parents in the world?

Especially when she turned around and saw Qi Yan in the kitchen. His three-dimensional and cold facial features emitted a warm feeling that could corrode people's hearts under the warm yellow light. Suddenly, she was tearful and quickly turned around to wipe away the tears that were about to burst out from her eyes.

She calmed down her emotions and walked in slowly.
Chapter completed!