On the day Meng Tingxu and Qin He returned to Beicheng, the fine raindrops in the sky stretched together and formed a dense network.

She got off the car and her wrist was held by Qin He.

His voice fell on her ear, hoarse and gentle: "Be careful."

These days, his mood has softened a lot, and most of the time, he looks so gentle and gentle.

He originally had a gentle face, but his soft words were very pretentious.

Meng Tingxu raised her eyes to look at him, and when she met his smiling eyes, she couldn't help but smile, "What's wrong with you these days?

"What's wrong?"

"Why are you so good-tempered? Did you do something behind my back?" She joked with a smile.

Qin He laughed angrily at her, looked at her calmly, and said jokingly: "You just like me being cruel to you every day?"

"When have you ever been so cruel to me?" Meng Tingxu retorted, walked into the umbrella, and snuggled into the man's arms.

"Xu Xu," Qin He touched her hair and suddenly looked at his face seriously. He sighed softly, as if he was compromising, and said very softly: "How can I give up?"

Meng Tingxu didn't react for a moment and asked stupidly: "What do you mean?"

"How can I bear to hurt you?" Qin He sighed, the hand on the back of her head ruffled her hair, his eyes were deep: "I will feel bad."

It was not that there was no one around, Meng Tingsu's ears turned red and she gave him a gentle push.

The two of them walked into the room. Qin Shiyu and Xin Tian were not there, but all the elders of the Qin family were present.

Everyone's eyes suddenly fell on Qin He. Someone slowly stood up and said solemnly: "Master."

Qin He took the warm water from the servant on the side, handed it to Meng Tingxu, and coaxed her to go upstairs, "I have something to deal with, you go up first."

Meng Tingxu looked at him curiously and asked subconsciously: "What's going on?"

"Work matters," Qin He paused, then said, "Don't worry, I can handle it myself."

Meng Tingxu didn't know whether he believed it or not. He nodded hesitantly and looked at him eagerly for a long time before saying, "Then I'll go up first."

As soon as Meng Tingxu left, the already dull atmosphere at the scene became even more depressing.

Qin He sat on the sofa calmly, took the tea on the table, and sipped it calmly.

Everyone looked at each other in confusion. For a moment, they were not sure what Qin He was thinking, and no one spoke.

"Since everyone is here, it's better to talk openly if you have anything to say." Qin He put down the teacup and raised his eyes, the tear stains under his eyes were eye-catching.

He raised the corners of his lips and smiled coldly: "I don't like to use tricks in private. Everyone is here, so we might as well discuss it."

"Since you said that, I have something to say directly." An old man who looked quite respectable at the scene stood up and looked at Qin He with stern eyes: "I heard someone said that you plan to adopt a child?"

"What's the problem?" Qin He smiled and looked at the speaker coldly: "Is this illegal?"

"You should know why we are here today." The speaker calmed down and continued: "You are the head of the Qin family. Have you ever considered the Qin family for adopting a child in such a hasty way?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone at the scene started to get excited.

"Yes, how can our Qin family's bloodline be replaced by adoption?"

"Master, you still have to think more about the Qin family."

"You and your wife are both young, why don't you have a baby?"

Qin He already knew what these people were here for, so he was not surprised. It was just that they were so straightforward that he still found it interesting.

He curled up the corners of his lips, smiled indifferently, twirled the cup in his hand with his fingertips, and lowered his eyebrows in silence.

"Master." The old man who spoke at the beginning saw this, gritted his teeth, and continued: "Can you give us a reason? It's so good, why do you want to put an unrelated child in your name, right?"

But before he finished speaking, Qin He's calm voice slowly sounded.

He said calmly and calmly: "I am infertile."

There was dead silence.

Everyone looked at him in shock.

Qin He smiled, still looking calm and indifferent.

He opened his mouth and repeated the words he just said softly: "I said, I have no ability to have children."

This time, there was the sound of a cup falling to the ground.

There was no time to restrain the shock on everyone's faces.

But Qin He didn't seem to know what shocking words he just said. He stood up and looked down at the people who were attacking him, "Is this reason sufficient?"

Meng Tingxu didn't know all this.

Just as she was drifting off to sleep, someone gently hugged her from behind.

His breath fell on her neck, feeling warm, "Sleeping?"

Meng Tingxu rubbed her eyes and curled up into his arms.

She raised her head and looked at him, her eyes bright: "Are you busy?"

"Well, it's almost over."

"Then what did you say to them downstairs just now?" Meng Tingxu asked curiously, "I heard a lot of people talking."

"I didn't say anything," Qin He kissed her hair with a gesture of infinite nostalgia: "Don't worry, I will handle all the bad things. Xu Xu, as long as you stay by my side and be happy, it will be fine."

Meng Tingxu felt a sweet feeling spreading in her chest.

The rain outside the window has not stopped yet, and there is a sound of rain hitting the floor-to-ceiling windows, making a crackling sound.

Qin He looked at the rain, patted Meng Tingxu's back gently, and said, "Tonight, I will cook for you at home."

"When did you learn to cook?" Meng Tingxu was surprised.

"I learned from Zhou Jingwei when I was in Jingcheng." Qin He's fingertips were soft to the touch. He lowered his eyebrows and groped the latter's unintentionally exposed lower back bit by bit, "Try it then.

Let’s see how good my craftsmanship is.”

"Does this need to be said?" Meng Tingxu smiled, "It's definitely not that good."

Outside the window, the rain is gurgling and the autumn mood is fading.

Qiao Jingxue placed her resignation in front of Wang Quan. The expression on her face was apologetic, "Mr. Wang, I'm sorry, I may not be able to continue doing this job."

Wang Quan looked at the resignation letter in front of him and was in a daze for a moment. Then he couldn't help but sigh, "Have you thought about it? Sisi, as long as you pass the internship period, I can let you sit directly in the middle management position. Do you want to continue?"

Think about it?"

"I've thought about it," Qiao Yesi said seriously with a smile on her face, "I plan to be with Zhou Siheng."

"That is not a simple man." Wang Quan was a little unwilling, more angry, "You are still young and have no way to control him, or do you just love vanity and fancy Zhou Siheng's money and power?"

These words were unexpected by Qiao Yesi.

She looked at Wang Quan blankly, obviously stunned for a moment.

After a long silence, she said slowly: "Mr. Wang, the matter between Zhou Siheng and I is my own business. I have no obligation to explain to you. Thank you for taking care of me in the company during this time. If not

If there’s anything else, I’ll leave first.”

Wang Quan felt annoyed, couldn't help but stood up, and said hastily: "That's not what I meant."

"It doesn't matter what you mean," Qiao Yesi pursed her lips and her eyes became firm, "I've already thought about it."

"Sisi." Wang Quan said in a hoarse voice: "You are a very good girl. I hope your life goes smoothly. What I said just now is that I was overly emotional. Don't take it to heart."

Seeing Qiao Yesi's face softening, he smiled and said, "No matter what, I still wish you well and hope you can have your own happiness."

Qiao Yesi nodded, more or less slightly touched.

She raised a smile, looked at Wang Quan's sincere face, and said softly: "Thank you, goodbye."

Wang Quan watched the former leave the office.

After Qiao Yesi left, he slowly sat down and looked at the one-inch photo he had put in the drawer.

It was taken from Qiao Yesi's resume. Wang Quan held it in his hand with a slightly dazed expression.

If he had known this result a long time ago, he would have been more proactive at the beginning.

Qiao Yesi saw Zhou Siheng standing at the door of the company, wearing a black jacket and white sneakers.

He rarely dressed like this, and he looked much younger in an instant.

Qiao Yesi walked towards him with a smile in her eyes: "Why is Mr. Zhou here?"

"Come to pick up your girlfriend," Zhou Siheng paused, the smile on his lips deepened, and he said seriously: "Thank you."

"Thank me for what?" Qiao Yesi took the initiative to hold Zhou Siheng's hand and joked: "Anyway, you still have a lifetime, so you can pay it back to me slowly."

Zhou Siheng looked deeply at the girl's cheerful and brave look, and there was an irresistible softness in his eyes. He whispered: "Do you really plan to stay with me for the rest of your life?"

"You regretted it?"

"How can it be?" Zhou Siheng smiled, with an unusually seductive arc in the corner of his eyes, and he said slowly: "I will never, ever regret it to you, Sisi, I'm just afraid that you will regret it. You are still very young,

You bet your future in my hands."
To be continued...