Jealous

"Why am I here?" When the morning sun shone into the room, Qingyi rolled her eyes.

"In my guest room, I don't remember how much wine I drank last night. I had to show off my strength without wine." Zheng Xiaoling half leaned against the door frame, with a bit of joking on his face.

"It's not yours." She was a little angry with him as she rubbed her hangover head.

"Get a headache, come and drink some anti-alcohol medicine." He didn't seem to care about the anger on her face, so he walked back to the living room and brought hot water, holding a pill in his hand. "It won't hurt after taking it."

After taking the medicine, he didn't leave and sat down next to her. Qingyi felt that there was something incomprehensible in his eyes, which was very complicated and difficult to understand.

"Qingyi, look at this." He picked up the folder on the table, which contained Qiuyun's design this year.

"I seem to have seen this somewhere." Her head still felt a little painful. In order to read the information, she was afraid half of her body in his arms.

"I can't remember it, take a look." He walked around her back and let her see it carefully. "Ah! I was playing with it that day, why are you here?" Seeing the drawing clearly again, she finally remembered why these drawings were so familiar.

"It was your mother who sent it to me." He smiled, not hiding his pride.

"I found a rising design star." Perhaps after last night, they were less restrained. They looked at each other like friends they had known for a long time.

It was originally a weekend without having to go to work, but because my brother hadn't had a good chat for several years, Zheng Xiaolang got up early and rushed over. He opened the door of his apartment with a spare key. As soon as he stepped into the hall, he heard the faint laughter of men and women from the guest room. He couldn't help but wonder, wanting to see what kind of woman it was, which made his talented and self-reliant brother smile so cheerfully.

"Qingyi, do you think I'm awesome?"

"Awesome, who doesn't know you, Zheng Xiaoling, Zheng Da Designer is famous..." The two of them smiled freely and rubbed one place. Zheng Xiaoling's big hands rubbed her short hair, while she was smiling and pushing his chest.

"What's the best thing? Is it a world of martial arts?" He used force to his arm and smiled even more cheerful.

Zheng Xiaolang stood at the door, looking at them with complicated eyes. It seemed that he felt the look that was shot straight from the door, and the two finally stopped laughing and making fun. They looked at the door together, "Brother, why are you here?" Zheng Xiaoling smiled a little embarrassedly, and there was a little bit of catching a villain in the bed.

"Oh, with a beautiful woman, I'm going to be redundant. Let's talk to you next day. But your beautiful woman has to lend me a long time today, and I just happened to have something to talk to her." His tone suddenly became louder from the carelessness in front of him, with burning anger in his eyes, and his big palms were pinching tightly. I guess if it weren't for his younger brother, he would have knocked him down with one punch.

"Brother, are you okay?" Rather than worrying about Zheng Xiaolang, he was worried about Qingyi. Because the eldest brother's gloomy face was facing Qingyi. He pondered for a moment, and a trace of pain flashed in his eyes. Maybe the eldest brother was already moved, but he didn't know it yet.

Sitting in the most luxurious private room in Yadu, a cup of cappuccino and a cup of blue mountains. The rich and fragrant smell of coffee floats in this exquisite and elegant private room. Both of them were silent, and neither spoke.

"Qingyi, how are the child?" He picked up the coffee and put it on his lips, but he didn't have the heart to savor it carefully. He didn't know why there was a burst of bitterness and expectation in his heart.

"It's okay, my mother and Uncle Cheng both like children, and they go to kindergartens in the United States." When talking about children, Qingyi's face finally shone with a faint glow. The heartache and heartache that I once forgot when I mentioned children. Her pair of treasures are the continuation of her life, and it is worth it to suffer the pain and pain for them.

"Can I show them their photos?" He knew that Qingyi, who loved children so much, must have photos of the children around him. Although he was not qualified, he still hoped to see the children who were bleeding.

"No, this is a photo of the child." On the table was the photo of Qingyi taking out from her wallet. In the photo, there were two children sitting among a man and a woman. The boy's eyes were bright, and there was a heart-wrenching depth in his eyes like stars. Such a young child actually had an extraordinary temperament, just like his copy. The girl was surprisingly like Qingyi, so beautiful and elegant, just pouting with a naughty lips. He always wanted to ignore the man and a woman next to him, but his eyes were still burned. It was Xi Yan and Qingyi. They were like a real family, warm and sweet.

"They don't look very similar." He asked indifferently, holding back the soreness in his heart.

"It's the fraternal egg." Qingyi smiled. Although she couldn't tell whether he cared about the children, his expression at least told her that he would not hurt them.

"It's very hard to have them." He finally drank the coffee, staring at the photo with his eyes greedily. Maybe the bitter taste of coffee made him feel uncomfortable, and his thick eyebrows froze slightly.

"Yeah, that's right." She nodded, unwilling to tell him, she almost went to see Marx at that time. But she also knew that even if she told him, he might not really feel sorry for her. He had always loved Ouyang Fen, and there was probably nothing in this world that could change his love for Ouyang Fen.

"Can you give me the photo?" He reached out to pick up the photo, and his throat was unexpectedly a little dry.

Surprisingly, he would ask for photos from himself. In her heart, the child was just a tool for him to threaten her. But she still answered again, "Yes, there are still many photos in my computer. If you want it, I can send it to you." As soon as she finished speaking, she regretted it. She knew that he would not like his child, why did he do a lot of trouble. She secretly mocked herself that if he really likes the child, he could have a child with Ouyang Fen, why should she have her?

"Send it to me when you go back." He smiled rare, and the surprise flashed in his eyes made Qingyi think that he had read it wrong.

The pain broke out completely after returning to the apartment. He poured strong wine cups and glasses. When he saw the happy and tender faces of the children in the photo, he looked at their happy family, and his heartache was as if they had been torn apart. He didn't understand whether it was the adult's smile that burned his heart or the child.

The next day, as soon as I went to work, I saw the two brothers in the company earlier than her. The two brothers were as outstanding as they were, but Zheng Xiaolang's expression could not be seen except for being so blue.

"Qingyi, you didn't have breakfast. I brought you breakfast." Zheng Xiaoling smiled gracefully, with a happy face. It seemed that the eldest brother Zheng Xiaolang's expression had no effect at all.

"I just ate it." Nodded at them, and was about to walk past his office toward his own office. "Miss Wen, someone is sending flowers." Anna, the little secretary of the office, walked in, hugged a bunch of roses.

"Miss Wen, before I came up, I saw someone who said he would give you flowers, so I brought them with you." Without seeing President Satan's face, Anna sent the flowers into Qingyi's arms enviously.

His back stiffened for a moment, but he didn't turn around. "Qingyi, do you know Mu Lanxuan?" Behind him was the surprised voice of his younger brother Xiaoling. The sound was not loud but enough to shock his heart.

"He's my former boss." He turned around and entered his office, slammed and kicked the door behind him.

When Qingyi heard the loud noise, she would not think that he was . Because only she understood how unbearable she was in his heart. If a dedicated man would suddenly fall in love with him, unless it was raining in the world.

"I said I had eaten it, why can I still eat it?" Qingyi looked at Zheng Xiaoling taking out the breakfast in the bag. She had to refuse again and again, but when she saw that it was the Xiaolong she liked, she no longer was reserved.

Just as the phone on the table rang, Zheng Xiaoling was sitting next to the table with his legs crossed, and answered the phone. "Brother Mu, Qingyi has no time and has to work overtime tonight." Zheng Xiaoling smiled very proudly. While watching Qingqingyi eat, he played with the signature pen at his hand, and didn't know what he had drawn on a piece of white paper.

He couldn't hold on anymore, so Zheng Xiaoling hung up the phone. Seeing Qingyi being about to put down her convenient chopsticks, she directly held her hand and put a small bag into her mouth.

He was not embarrassed at all, but Zheng Xiaolang's face became even more gloomy. He almost kicked the door as soon as he stepped into the door. "Xiaoling Design is looking for you."

Zheng Xiaoling grabbed Qingyi's hand, grabbed another one and stuffed it into his mouth. When he heard the elder brother's voice, he responded vaguely, probably meaning that he knew. Zheng Xiaolang had no intention of leaving, and stood in the middle angrily, not knowing what he wanted to do.

"Hey, brother, haven't left yet?" After eating the last few small buns, he wiped his mouth with satisfaction with the napkin on the table. Only then did he see Qingyi pursing her lips, looking behind him unnaturally, and then screaming.

After Zheng Xiaoling went out, there were only two of them in the office, and the atmosphere was a little suffocating. "Everyone can do it, but Xiaoling can't." He looked at Qingyi fiercely and looked at her charming smile. He didn't expect that she could still laugh, and she was so charming.

"Why?" She raised her eyebrows at him and looked at him provocatively.

"He is my younger brother, and I don't want the child to call his younger brother dad." The reason he thought of him should be the best. He just doesn't want the child's father to be his younger brother.

"Yeah, that's right." She nodded in agreement. She picked up the convenience box that Zheng Xiaoling had just finished eating and threw it into the garbage building, and ignored him.

"Wen Qingyi, I don't allow my child to call him any man's father." He seemed to rush to Qingyi a little crazy, and impulsively squeezed her thin shoulders tightly.
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