My Wife Is Secretly Dark

"How much money does Yutian make every year? I am afraid that many multinational companies are not as good as us. As the boss of Yutian, can Yun Shu be worse than others?"

It seems to be so...

Zhong Xiaoxiao had a meal, only to realize that he was almost taken astray by Jiang Tong.

The reason why Yutian is mysterious and daunting is that it accepts all tasks and never fails.

Those of them, who hasn't got any blood in their hands?

Can it be the same as an ordinary company?

You can tell what Zhong Xiaoxiao is thinking at a glance. Jiang Tong smiled and patted her shoulder: "Okay, Xiaoxiao, what are you worried about. Yun Shu does things, can you know how to do it?"

"Furthermore, this is just our guess, what if it's not Yun Shu?"

This is true.

"Do you want the youngest member to explore Tanyunshu where he lives now?" Zhong Xiaoxiao asked lately.

"Farewell, Yun Shu won't like it. If she wants to contact us, she will naturally take the initiative to contact us, so we don't want to be here and worry about nothing."

Zhong Xiaoxiao didn't know that Xia Yunshu would not like others to spy on her secretly, especially the things she didn't want them to know.

They asked her where she was in Yucheng more than once in the group, but Yun Shu didn't say anything.

It can be seen that I just don't want them to know.

Xia Yunshu and Qi Jing were on the way back to Jinyuan.

Qi Jing was still driving, and Xia Yunshu was in the co-pilot.

Sitting in the car, Qi Jing glanced at the passenger seat, holding a half bucket of popcorn in his hand and eating one from time to time. She seemed to be a satisfied girl, and her mood also improved.

A bucket of popcorn is so happy, really an easily satisfied person.

There was no word all the way, but the atmosphere was harmonious.

Back to Jinyuan, it was almost eleven o'clock in the evening.

There is no one in the main building.

After getting off the car and entering the house, Qi Jing helped hold the things Xia Yunshu bought and his schoolbags.

It's not that Xia Yunshu didn't want to take it, but Qi Jing didn't let her take it.

It's not multiple things, and Xia Yunshu didn't insist on it either.

The two went straight upstairs after entering the house.

Xia Yunshu's current room was on the same floor as Qi Jing, and Qi Jing sent her directly outside the room.

Handed her everything in her hand: "It's late, even if you have homework, don't do it temporarily, and take a rest after washing. Today is an exception. If you want to go out and play until the weekend, otherwise you won't do your homework and give it to the teacher. The impression will be bad."

The tone is like a patriarch.

Xia Yunshu raised his hand to take the things he handed over, and nodded again and again: "Well, I know, next time I go out to play, I must pick a weekend."

Seeing that she was still holding the half bucket of popcorn in her hand, as if she couldn't hold so many things at all, Qi Jing paused, then put her hand back.

"Forget it, I'll take it in for you."

Entering the girl's room at night was not good, he didn't plan to go in.

Xia Yunshu was taken aback, and then blinked, Tiantian responded, "Okay, thank you brother."

He opened the door and stepped aside to let Qi Jing in.

The room has been completely furnished by Aunt Song, and it is much more equipped than when I first moved in.

It's not a matte room, but you can still tell it is a girl's room at a glance.

Unlike his simply furnished room in black and white, the girl's room is full of the vitality that a young girl should have.

Qi Jing didn't look much, just glanced around randomly, put everything on the sofa next to him, and said, "Get some rest early."

The girl stood two steps away from him, looking at him with a smile: "Well, brother too, it's late, don't work overtime, rest early."

She stood there, tilted her head slightly, smiling.

Playful and cute.

Qi Jing's gaze stayed on her face for a while before he retracted it.

"Ok."

Turn around and leave...

"elder brother."

The girl suddenly rushed over and plunged into his arms.

Hugging his waist with both hands, looking up at him from his arms: "Brother, you haven't said goodnight to me yet."

She looked at him expectantly, Qi Jing sighed helplessly, wrapped one hand around her waist, and one hand on the back of her head, rubbing twice to hug the person.

A nice voice came from above her head: "Good night."