After Rebirth, I Am the White Moonlight of All Big Brothers

"What do you commemorate?" manager Cai didn't think so. "It's just anger. It's just that you have a similar name to disgust each other!"

At the end of the call, in addition to talking about the past, the two did not talk together.

The head of the fund didn't mention how bald he was, but said that Ling Qingzhou hung up the phone, and his loosened tie hung askew around his neck, adding to the mess.

Although he is not confused, he keeps exercising and keeps an excellent figure. He is 1.82 meters tall, has long hands and legs, and is tall and straight. He looks like a guy in his thirties.

Coupled with that handsome face, the whole body exudes the charm of a mature man, which is especially popular with young girls.

Fortunately, Ling Qingzhou didn't mess around, even clean himself.

Zhou Qin put a cup of warm tea in front of him. It was ready half an hour ago. It was brought out only when the temperature was moderate.

After 18 years of husband and wife, she knows every habit of men.

"Where's my son?" the tea went into his throat, and Ling Qingzhou's irritability was gradually pressed down.

Zhou Qin: "class on the second floor."

The man raised his eyebrows and seemed surprised: "he has worked hard recently."

"You can't do without working hard," Zhou Qin sat down beside him with a smile. "Your son was squeezed out of the first place in grade by a female classmate in the last monthly exam. I heard that the physics competition was four points less than others. He was dissatisfied and had a secret competition."

"Oh? Has anyone passed him?"

Zhou Qin glared at him: "isn't your son invincible in the East and invincible in the world?"

Ling Qingzhou smiled low, and the wrinkles at the end of his eyes added a touch of kindness to his fierce face. "That's not good. Give him some setbacks. Don't be too smooth at a young age."

"Well, that's the truth."

After talking about his son, there seems to be no other topic between the husband and wife, or Zhou Qinyou, but Ling Qingzhou is not very interested.

"There's something I haven't finished. I'll go to the study first."

"OK." Zhou Qin got up and watched her husband go upstairs. He gathered a trace of gloom in his eyes and turned to look at the nanny. "Go, you can cook. The tendons of string beans must be cleaned and checked twice more."

"Don't worry, madam." the nanny has worked in the Ling family for several years and knows the host's eating habits like the back of her hand. She knows that Mr. doesn't like string beans and cowpeas. They all need to be cleaned carefully.

And she did so over the years. She didn't dare to be slighted and perfunctory, but every time her wife would take the trouble to tell her.

She thought that there was no better wife in the world.

At seven o'clock in the evening, Ling Xuan finished here. After seeing off the two teachers with a smile, Zhou Qin ordered the nanny to prepare dinner, and then went upstairs to call Ling Qingzhou.

The study door was unlocked and opened with a slight twist, "husband, rice preparation -"

At the same time, the man quickly closed the front document and then calmly locked it in the safe.

Zhou Qin lowered his eyes, raised his eyes again, and finished the rest with a smile: "well done, go down, don't keep the child waiting."

"Yes."

Ling Qingzhou gets up and leaves the study. Zhou Qin lags behind and gently pulls up the door as before.

Through the closing gap, her eyes involuntarily fell on the half person high safe in the corner, and then moved away quickly as if she had been scalded.

In fact, he didn't have to hide, because she knew what was locked inside.

Isn't it just a picture?

The woman laughed at herself and clicked, and the door closed completely.

At that time, when he chose to marry Ling Qingzhou, Zhou Qin knew that there was a white moonlight in the depths of the man's heart.

I heard it was a love affair in the imperial capital when he was young, but somehow, the woman died, so he went away and settled in linhuai.

When Zhou Qin met him, the man was far from successful now. At that time, he just started from scratch and made a little money, but he didn't stop at the current situation of small wealth and safety, but secretly planned a greater future!

This is an ambitious and capable man. He may not be very gentle, or he may not be able to say sweet words, but he has the strongest embrace in the world and the due responsibility of a man.

Marrying him may not be romantic, but it will be very safe.

Therefore, Zhou qinyi plunged in without hesitation.

As for the white moonlight, what does it matter if you die?

Can the company for decades in the future not be worth a green and ignorant memory when I was young? Can the living still contend for a dead man who is destined to fade away and fade away by time?

Zhou Qin is very confident.

And this self-confidence also persisted until they got married and until Ling Xuan was born.

But the years are long and ruthless. When Ling Qingzhou's business became bigger and bigger, there were more and more entertainment, and she came home later and later, Zhou Qin's self-confidence quietly disintegrated and finally disappeared.

Then she saw her stupidity——

It turns out that company can't beat the heart, and the living can't compete with the dead!

The photos in the safe, which are collected by Jane and important, and gently stroked from time to time, as well as the "Mingyue building" erected by major middle schools in linhuai City, are all evidence!

Blood is set before her eyes like a sharp blade cutting bones and gouging out flesh.

But Zhou Qin never asked. This is the last dignity she can maintain.

As long as she is still "Mrs. Ling", there will be her place in this family; As long as she doesn't mention divorce, Ling Qingzhou will still be the father of her husband and her son!

After all, the moonlight is illusory and does not pose any threat, she told herself.

But why is it that every time I hear that he wants to build a building and watch him open the safe, my heart will be so sad?

……

Two days later, Ling Qingzhou and Yi Hansheng were invited to a commercial reception.

After greeting the host, they walked to an insignificant corner of the venue, took cover by potted plants and sat down face to face.

Ling Qingzhou is in a white suit. Behind her gold rimmed glasses, there are a pair of warm and smiling eyes. But if you carefully distinguish them, you will find that the smile at the corners of a man's mouth doesn't enter them at all, only a warm and light cool.

On the contrary, Yi Hansheng's wine red suit is bold, with white lining and bottom support, matched with a red bow tie. His long arms with clear texture stretch straight on both sides, and then his elbows are half bent and freely buckled on the back of the chair. His sitting posture is not particular to the naked eye, but it does not damage his wild and uninhibited charm at all.

Four eyes are opposite, one warm, one ruffian, one light and one strong.

The atmosphere grew tense.

Yi Hansheng couldn't bear it. He took the lead in scolding: "Ling Qingzhou, Ya's smelly watch (don't) face! Obviously I talked to Yizhong first. Why are you so jealous? Wild dogs are not as busy as you when robbing shit. What a stupid thing! Why are you laughing? I scold you. I can't understand? How young are you? I'll hold your back if you want to laugh or not!"

The whole paragraph is finished without breathing.

Drop!

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Ling Qingzhou tried to keep smiling: "..."

But I still have a MMP I don't know what to say?