I Just Want To Farm

The two were discussing in the back, although they were a little far away, Qin Yu didn't know that all of this had fallen into Qin Yu's ears, and she didn't intervene, because she had already surpassed the two of them in terms of political views and business ability, and she only cared about Ye Yan.

escaped? She is not surprised.

"And he will run abroad." When Qin Yu said, Jiaojiao was surprised, "So thorough?"

"No way, Ye Zhun has the upper hand now, plus his mother is quite powerful, she will definitely follow his whereabouts, plus the Wen family will not let it go, the combination of politics and business is too dangerous in the country, even if you change your identity and mix in the low-key, you will be tied , you know, there are many Chinese people, there are many people, there are many people, there are too many opportunities to be exposed, so going abroad is the best choice."

This is also the reason why Wen Heng has not been able to find news about Ye Yan, even Qin Yu gave up tracking him early.

"Right now, I'm fighting for time. I kicked him out of Ye's house, which collapsed the foundation that he was ahead of me by a large margin. Now I'm at least on the same starting line with him. Maybe I have an advantage, but he doesn't care about the means. Hei, the future is hard to say."

What Qin Yu was most afraid of was Ye Yan's ability to confuse gangsters. He was too good at winning people's hearts, so he couldn't be underestimated.

"What are you afraid of? After the Jing Lingmu grows, you will learn a policemanship spell in the future. Take a branch and make it into a small bracelet for Yu Mama to wear. You can feel her situation through the bracelet. We are not afraid of business wars, but we are afraid that something will happen to Yu Mama, and then you will learn some martial arts in the future, and turn around to teach Qin's father, it will be fine."

Jiaojiao is not a mortal, and her way of thinking is completely high-martial fantasy. Qin Yu thinks this reminder is reliable!

"Then what do you think my next mission will be? Xianxia or Wuxia?"

"Don't be naive, no matter how dangerous the xianxia and martial arts are, they are not considered unlucky in a sense, they are more opportunities, but based on my calculations, I think it may be such a super unlucky cheater who can't even eat enough in the last days. copy."

Can you stop talking about the last days!

Qin Yu scolded, Jiaojiao scolded back: What the hell, it's not just me who mentioned it, you also mentioned it yourself!

Anyway, let's raise that boy Shitou first.

While the two families were playing and laughing, in the urban area of ​​City H, the girl who had made Qin Yu jealous had just finished taking a shower, walked out of the bathroom in her pajamas, stood in front of the huge French window, and said on the phone: "I don't plan to Going to City B...is City H boring? It’s hard to say, it used to be quite boring, but recently it’s quite interesting, who is it? Why should I tell you who it is.”

After a few words, she asked: "How is my cousin doing recently? Has she returned to China? She hasn't returned yet, so what's the point of City B..."

The conversation became weaker and weaker, but it was basically related to one person.

cousin.

After hanging up the phone, she wiped her hair and played with her phone over and over again. When she heard the sound from the TV behind her, she turned her head and took a look. It just happened to be a bird's-eye view of New York City.

After a while of silence, she couldn't help but make a phone call, and after a while, a voice came from over there.

"Qingji?"

It is soft, but not weak. It has the refreshing feeling of the cool breeze passing through the gap between the rocks in the mountains and forests, and it also has the calm and elegant feeling of the ice spring condensing from the Tianchuan. A call, light and calm, seems to be able to calm people's hearts.

Probably, this is a woman who makes people feel alluring just by listening to her voice.

"Cousin, it's me..."

Mei Qingji no longer looked like she was laughing and wrangling with others just now, even though she was separated by the mobile phone, she subconsciously held the mobile phone with both hands, with a serious expression and a little flustered.

This is rare, because Mei Qingji is at the top of the high school circle in City H.

Extremely cold.

"I just wanted to call you and ask when you will return to China..." She tried her best to communicate with her younger sister's tone.

On the other side of the phone, in the distant New York Empire State Building, in an old-fashioned office, a woman put down the documents in her hand out of politeness, turned her chair, and looked at the steel city outside. The first finger is like the appearance of jade carving after being frozen in the cold mountain for many years and thawed by the spring rain.

No matter how elegant and charming it is, it is also alienated and distant.

Like the unreachable fairy shadow in the painting wall.

"Going back to China? There is no plan yet, but I will probably go back during the Spring Festival. My family urged me."

After talking for another two or three sentences, Mei Qingji restrained her excitement and joy, and ended the conversation on her own initiative, "Then I won't bother you, cousin, see you in the Chinese New Year."

There are still several months left in the new year.

The woman didn't say much, just hung up the phone, and then, with her left hand lightly pressing on a document, her eyes lingered for a moment on a family photo on her right.

The seemingly unconcealable obscurity gradually flows in the time of the fleeting time.

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Time is like running water, the copy has been a nurse for ten years, D-1800, Barcelona, ​​the sun is just right, in the courtyard of a villa combining Chinese and Western, green and green, flowers and plants are fragrant, the sight is inward, the window is in the wind, and the bathroom in one room The door was closed, and there was the sound of water from inside. Looking out, wisteria flowers and trees lined up, and the car drove in slowly. After parking outside, the boy who got out of the car was about 1.85 meters tall, with a slender figure, black hair, and slightly The curls are messy, the skin is very pale, and the thin lips are tightly pressed, but not arrogant. He politely nodded to the neighbors and tourists who greeted him warmly, and then walked towards the house in the sun.

"Oh, He's really charming~~"

“I like his eyes~”

A group of women couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

But they also sensed the indifference inherent in his politeness.

Like obsidian, mysterious and cold.

But they still couldn't help it, so they asked his name, the neighbor next door thought for a while, and said in broken Chinese: "Qin Lei."

Seeing that there was no one on the first floor, Qin Lei looked at the furnishings in the room. He put down his schoolbag, packed up the scattered snacks, books, and other miscellaneous things on the coffee table, then rolled up his sleeves and went into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, and took out fruits and vegetables to make a salad.

When he was almost finished, he heard Qin Yu's footsteps coming downstairs, he sped up his movements, and took out a plate of salad, "I don't think you have eaten yet, the salad is ready, you..."

He was talking, and when he walked towards the restaurant, he turned his head to look at the stairs, froze for a moment, looked back, and put a plate of salad on the table.

Qin Yu came down wiping her hair, looked at the salad, "Yeah, you're good at cooking, did you take a cooking class at school?"

"No, just do it casually, how about you? Take a bath during the day?"

His gaze stayed on her wet hair, but did not go down.

Qin Yu put the towel aside, picked up a fork and ate a piece, and said, "I'm going out."

"Do you want to change places? Or go out to run errands?"