I Just Want To Farm

  Chapter 454 Ten Years

  The two discussed in the back. Although they were a little far away, they didn't know that these were all in Qin Yu's ears. She didn't intervene, because she had surpassed these two in terms of political views and business capabilities, and she only cared about Ye Yan's house.

   escaped? She is not surprised.

  " And he will run abroad." Qin Yu said, Jiaojiao was surprised, "So thorough?"

"No way, Ye Zhun has the upper hand now. In addition, his mother is quite powerful. He will definitely follow his whereabouts. In addition, the Wen family will not let go. The political and business cooperation is too dangerous in China. , You know, there are many Chinese people, many people have many mouths and eyes, and the chances of exposure are too great, so going abroad is the best choice."

  This is also the reason why Wen Heng has not been able to find the news of Ye Yan, because Qin Yu also gave up tracking early.

"Now I’m trying to fight for time. I kicked him out of the Ye family, which collapsed his original lead by a large margin. Now I am at least on the same starting line with him. Maybe I have a better advantage. Black, the future is not easy to talk about."

   What Qin Yu is most afraid of is Ye Yan's ability to be black. This person is so good at drawing people's hearts, it can't be underestimated.

"What are you afraid of? When the pure spirit tree grows, you will learn a policeman spell, take a branch, and make a small bracelet for Yu Mama to wear. You can feel her situation through the bracelet. We are not afraid of business wars, just because there is an accident in Mama, and then you will learn some martial arts in the future and turn your head to teach Dad Qin. This is not enough."

  Jiaojiao is not a mortal, and her way of thinking is completely high-spirited fantasy type. This reminder, Qin Yu thinks it is reliable!

  "Then what do you think is my next mission? Xianxia or Wuxia?"

"Don't be naive, no matter how dangerous the fairy knight and martial arts are, it is not bad luck in a certain sense, but also an opportunity, but according to my fingertips, I think it may be such a bad luck in the last days that he can't eat enough to eat. Copy."

  Can you stop talking about the end times!

  Qin Yu scolded, Jiaojiao scolded back: I'm not the only one to mention it, and you also mention it yourself!

  In any case, raise the stone kid first.

While the two families were chatting and laughing, the young girl who had made Qin Yu taboo in the urban area of ​​City H had just taken a bath, walked out of the bathroom in her pajamas, stood in front of the huge French window, and said on the phone: "I don't plan to do it now. Going to City B... City H is boring? It’s not easy to say, it used to be boring, but recently it's interesting. Who? Whom, why should I tell you."

  With a rant, she asked: "How is my cousin? Have you returned to China? She hasn't returned yet, what's the point of City B..."

  The conversation is getting weaker and weaker, but it is basically related to one person.

cousin.

  After hanging up the phone, she wiped her hair and played with her phone over and over. After hearing the sound from the TV behind, she turned her head and took a look, which happened to be a bird's-eye view of New York.

  There was silence for a while, she couldn't help making a call, and after a while, a voice came from there.

   "Qing Ji?"

  It is soft, but not fragile. It has the refreshing feeling of the cool breeze of the mountains and forests crossing the rocks, as well as the calm and gracefulness of ice springs condensing from the Tianchuan. A call is light and calm, as if it can calm people's hearts.

  Probably, this is a woman who makes people feel allure when they hear her voice.

   "Cousin, it's me..."

  Mei Qingji no longer looked like laughing and wrangling with people just now, even though she was holding the phone in both hands, she subconsciously held the phone in both hands, looking serious and a little panicked.

  This is rare, because Mei Qingji is at the top of the entire H city high school circle.

  It's extremely cold.

  "I just want to call you and ask when you will return to China..." She communicated in her sister's tone as much as possible.

On the other side of the mobile phone, in an old-fashioned office in the Empire State Building in New York, out of courtesy, a woman put down the documents in her hand, turned her chair, and looked at the steel city outside. Her slender white wrist was holding her mobile phone. The fingers resemble the appearance of a jade carved in a frozen mountain after years of being thawed by the spring breeze and drizzle, and it is cold and warm, just like the style of her looking down and smiling.

   No matter how elegant and beautiful, it is also far away.

  It is like an unreachable fairy shadow in a painted wall.

  "Return to China? There is no plan yet, but I will probably go back during the Spring Festival, and my family urged it."

  After another two or three sentences, Mei Qingji restrained her excitement and joy, and took the initiative to end the conversation, "Then I will not disturb you, cousin, see you in the New Year."

  There are still many months before the New Year.

  The woman didn't say much, she just hung up the phone, and then she pressed her left hand lightly on a document, but her eyes stayed for a while on a family photo on her right.

  The obscurity that seems to be difficult to conceal gradually flows in the time of the year.

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Time is like running water. Duplicate has been a nurse for ten years, D-1800, Barcelona, ​​the sunshine is just right, in a courtyard of a Chinese-Western villa, verdant green, flowers and plants fragrant, looking inward, blowing windows into the mirror with the wind, and a bathroom in a room. The door was closed and the sound of water came from inside. Looking out, wisteria flowers and trees lined up. The car slowly drove in. After stopping outside, the boy who got out of the car was about 1.85 meters tall. He was slender and had dark hair. The curls were messy, the skin was pale, and the thin lips were tight, but he was not arrogant. He politely nodded to the neighbors and tourists who greeted him warmly, and then walked towards the house in the sunshine.

  "Oh, He'sreallycharming～～"

  "Ilikehiseyes～"

  A group of women couldn't help but sigh.

  But they also felt the indifference inherent in his politeness.

  Like obsidian, mysterious and cold.

  But they couldn't help it, so they asked his name, the neighbor next door thought about it, and said in crappy Chinese: "Qin Lei."

  Qin Lei saw that there was no one on the first floor and looked at the furnishings in the house. He put down his schoolbag and packed up the scattered snacks, books and other miscellaneous things on the coffee table, then rolled up his sleeves and went into the kitchen to open the refrigerator and take out the fruits and vegetables to make a salad.

  Almost done, he heard Qin Yu’s footsteps coming downstairs, speeded up his movements, and brought out a plate of salad, "I think you haven’t eaten yet, the salad is ready, you..."

   While he was talking, he turned his head and looked at the stairs when he walked to the restaurant, was taken aback, looked back, and put a plate of salad on the table.

  Qin Yu wiped her hair and walked down, and looked at the salad, "Ah, he is good at craftsmanship. I took a cooking class at school?"

   "No, just do it casually, how about you? Take a shower during the day?"

  His eyes rested on her wet hair, and did not go down.

  Qin Yu put the towel aside, picked up a fork and ate a piece, and said, "Going out."

  "Would you like to change a place? Or go out to do errands?"

  (End of this chapter)