Chapter 632
In other words, there is no major progress.
Berlan's international reputation has not been fought in recent years. It is a company with absolute strength that has existed for many years.
If you can contact the person in charge of such a company, you can already imagine Xia Wanxin's ability.
Bo Qingyun's eyes swept over the tablet, looking at the still beautiful and bright face in the camera.
He pointed his finger on his knees, and suddenly, he was curious about her experience abroad.
Half a minute later, he said indifferently: "Send me back to the Imperial Garden."
"Ha?" Xu Chuan let out a strange scream of surprise.
Then, he also noticed that the sound was a bit out of shape, and he hurriedly pursed his lips.
In the rearview mirror, Bo Qingyun had already looked over coldly, and the cold frost covered in her eyes seemed to freeze to death.
Xu Chuan looked at his eyes and nose and heart, and he didn't say a word of nonsense, so he quickly started and turned it on.
In the Imperial Garden, Xia Wanxin and Xiao Xingchen finished their meal.
She found that Xiao Xingchen was also very quiet when eating, just like him, and had nothing to say.
Moreover, I don’t know if Bo Qingyun has any rules of not talking about food and sleeping. When she talked to him during the meal, she obviously felt that he was a little hesitant.
After pausing, he answered her, and he was also concise and jumping in one or two words.
The more he did this, the more Xia Wanxin thought of teasing him, and deliberately found more topics to talk to him.
At the end of the incident, Xiao Xingchen's face turned red.
He didn't look up, and he didn't see the smirk of Xia Wanxin's mouth.
After the two of them finished their meal, Xia Wanxin packed up the bowls and chopsticks and sent them to the kitchen.
Seeing that she picked up the dish-washing sponge, Xiao Xingchen said, "Aunt Xia, someone will help you wash it."
Xia Wanxin had something on his hands, so it was not convenient to rub his head.
He squatted down and rubbed his chin against him: "I know, but now I'm free and don't have much stuff, so I'll wash it myself."
And with Xiao Xingchen beside him, doing these boring housework has become interesting.
Otherwise, even if Xia Wanxin didn't want Bo Qingyun's servant to help wash the dishes and chopsticks she brought, she would have used the dishwasher long ago.
After hearing this, Xiao Xingchen obediently did not speak anymore, quietly looking up at her.
He reached out and touched his head, with the temperature she had just left on his head, which was a little messy.
He waved his little hand, paused, and rubbed it again, then bent his lips slightly, raised his eyes and continued to look at her.
Xia Wanxin was washing dishes while talking to him, quietly understanding how he came through in the past few years.
When I just asked who hadn't been to school in the past few years, I was teaching him howl, and there was a sudden click outside, as if someone had opened the door.
Xia Wanxin had a faucet sound in her ears, and only a very thin sound was heard, which was more like an illusion.
Xiao Xingchen was a little closer to the kitchen entrance, but he heard it very clearly.
He turned his head slightly open and looked at him. Seeing Bo Qingyun's sound coming, his eyelashes trembled.
Then, he subconsciously called Xia Wanxin: "Aunt Xia."
In that tone, there was an anxiety that he could not hide. Aunt Xia didn't want to meet her father very much. He was afraid that she would never come again if she met this time.
Xia Wanxin turned her head when she heard the call, and then met Bo Qingyun's gaze.
He stood by the kitchen, tall, leaving a slanted shadow, and his facial features were deep and clear in half-clear.
Xia Wanxin frowned and turned off the faucet: "Why are you here?"
Bo Qingyun's eyes were slightly deep.
It was also beyond his expectations when he saw such a picture when he entered the door.
Xia Wanxin was bent her knees, and she was wearing an apron she had taken from somewhere. Xiao Xingchen stood beside her obediently.
Chapter completed!