"..." Yajie sighed in response to her daughter-in-law's gaze, "But the situation is different this time. I accept you because my son has lived with you. You have no problem with your character. I am not with your father, but Now Jing Yao has to live with Dr. Chen, but Dr. Chen is not suitable for living."
"Mom, for a writer, it is best not to control her in terms of feelings. Research shows that otherwise you will easily suffer from depression."
The daughter-in-law's words scared Yajie and looked at her suspiciously. Depression is no trivial matter.
Han Jiamei nodded affirmatively, "I have seen similar news. Never underestimate the persistence of a writer. If she was not with Dr. Chen, it would be her lifelong injury and might also penetrate into the work and convey it. The concept of marriage and love will affect tens of millions of people."
Is it so serious?
This scared Yajie. She really hoped Mo Jingyao would have a good life.
Then, Han Jiamei continued to take the opportunity to tell the truth and reason, and kept holding her mother-in-law's hand intimately, and did her best to fall in love with Dr. Shen.
Yajie almost got moved by her.
At night, Jiangcheng, which had been snowing heavily, finally stopped snowing.
The lights are on, and the whole city is bright and warm.
There are many snowmen of various shapes piled up on the roadside, some wearing scarves, and some wearing veils. This is definitely the most romantic season of the year.
Many young people are doing romantic things.
In Emerald Bay, the villa is brightly lit and the courtyard is snow-white.
Li Mi is in the design room upstairs, with the door open. She sits at the table, holding a pencil and hand-painting a headband with a five-pointed star.
For many designers, drawing pictures on paper with a pen is more sensible than designing software on computers.
She likes the sound of pencils "rustling" on paper.
Although Li Mi has not published design works for a long time, as a genius design master, her inspiration and writing skills are still very good, and many things are easily picked up.
Soon, a beautiful headband was formed on paper.
He was following the information provided by his brother completely and was racing against time to customize it for him.
There are three boxes on the table, including some diamonds from private collection auctions, and the transaction price of these raw diamonds is as high as 200 million US dollars.
This is provided by Jingting, and Tingyun said it will pay at a market price.
In fact, whether money is not very important to both of them.
A sound of footsteps came from the door. Jingting was holding a cup of warm milk in his left hand and a small fried dough stick that had been fried in the butler in his right hand.
It's soft and yellow, and looks very appetizing.
But as soon as he smelled the fried dough sticks, Li Mi frowned slightly and did not stop the pen in her hand.
"It's quite fast." Jingting came to her and glanced at the paper, "It's all in its shape, it's not a big-name designer."
The woman didn't raise her head, "I'll have to stay up all night tonight, he urgently needs it."
Jingting said, "Then I will accompany you, I will bring the computer up later, and drink the milk first." As he said that, he also handed over the warm little fried dough sticks, "You like it."
Li Mi's stomach gushed and she almost vomited!
"What's wrong with you?" Jingting was shocked. He quickly put down the cup and fried dough sticks and hugged her shoulders, "Are you okay?"
"Take it aside." Li Mi endured the discomfort and said to him, "I don't like fried dough sticks recently, so I feel nauseous." Oh my god, This chapter has been completed!