Comprehensive film and television: Intrigue is the best

After verifying the situation, the Beijing Central Hospital suspended Xu Qin for six months, and the decision on whether to rehire him will depend on the situation.

Xu Qin suddenly collapsed in the office. In panic, she quickly called Song Yan, but Song Yan was on a mission and didn't answer her call.

Unable to hold back any longer, Xu Qin broke down and cried. She felt sad, angry and aggrieved. Fortunately, Song Yan was with her, so she comforted herself in this way.

In the end, Xu Qin completed the formalities and returned to the small apartment.

The weather in the north city is getting colder and colder, and it snows heavily in winter.

The heating in the villa was sufficient. Mu Yan and Zhu Zhu sat side by side on the sofa playing games, while Meng Yanchen was doing work in the study.

After the aunt prepared a table full of dishes, she left.

"Play after dinner, go eat first."

"Yes, Mom, I'll wait for you to have dinner together." Tian Yanzhu was dressed like a noble young master, with a bow tie on the collar of his sweater. He looked about 50% like Meng Yanchen.

"Don't you look too much like Meng Yanchen? Stop raising the value, control it."

"Okay, I'll listen to mom."

Mu Yan pinched Zhuzhu's soft cheeks hard: "Zhuzhu is so good."

On the second floor, Mu Yan was about to knock on the study door when it opened.

Meng Yanchen curled his lips and smiled, stretched out his hands to hold Mu Yan's waist, and kissed her eyelids: "Let's go, let's eat."

Mu Yan: "Ayan, as a CEO, you know to hold an umbrella when it rains and know when to eat. You have already defeated countless overbearing CEOs."

"Because I'm not stupid."

Meng Yanchen picked up Zhuzhu and placed her at her seat at the dining table.

They enjoyed lunch in a warm atmosphere. Meng Yanchen would occasionally serve Mu Yan her favorite spare ribs and braised pork with abalone... Zhu Zhu buried her little face in the Australian lobster and ate hard.

This winter, Xu Qin and Song Yan got their marriage certificate. On the day of the marriage, they bought vegetables together, and Song Yan fried a plate of vegetables and stir-fried meat with peppers.

"I can't eat spicy food." Xu Qin said in a low voice.

"I can handle spicy food. You'll like it after you eat it a few more times."

"Okay, but you spoil me too much. Song Yan, you are so nice. You not only clean the house but also cook. Others say you are not worthy of me, but actually I am not worthy of you." Xu Qin's eyes turned red as she spoke.

"No matter what they say, I'm so good to you, you have to cherish it."

"By the way, you should take a taxi to go to work tomorrow. There are too many people on the bus. Those people are very reckless. I'm afraid you will get hurt." While speaking, Song Yan had already eaten most of the meat in the stir-fried pork with peppers.

Xu Qin's eyes were filled with emotion. After she resumed her job at the hospital, her salary and position were reduced, but fortunately she kept her job.

Xu Qin thought to herself: Song Yan is such a good man, she can die for him.

Early in the morning, the snow stopped and Meng Yanchen went out to handle company affairs.

A small fire broke out in a recently completed plaza under the Guokun Group. With Mu Yan's reminder, the fire of the building's construction materials was prevented in advance, but a fire still occurred within the controllable range of the building.

The cause was that a construction worker threw away the unextinguished cigarette butt after smoking, which ignited flammable materials.

This time Meng Yanchen handled the situation promptly and the rescue firefighter Zhan Dapeng was slightly injured, but it did not have any negative impact on the company.

After returning home, Meng Yanchen found the two people making a snowman in the garden.

There was a layer of frost on the small pond in the garden, and it would probably freeze over in one night. The rockery and pine trees were all covered with snow.

Zhuzhu was installing a carrot nose on the snowball, and Mu Yan rolled up several snowballs and placed them not far away.

Mu Yan asked: "Are you ready?"

Zhuzhu quickly ran to her owner and said, "Okay, let's start beating it."

Then Mu Yan and Zhu Zhu threw snowballs at the snowman...

After the snowman was smashed to pieces, Zhuzhu praised: "It's amazing, we are the best in the world."

Mu Yan simply lay down on the snow, snowflakes falling on her long eyelashes: "I won't play for now. I've killed fifteen snowmen today. The snowmen also need a rest."

No one was asked to sweep the snow in the garden these days just so that they could have a snowball fight today. Mu Yan wanted to roll around in the snow.

"Wife, you'll catch a cold."

A handsome face suddenly appeared in front of Mu Yan.

Mu Yan smiled: "I came back early today."

"After finishing my work, I want to go home to be with my wife. It's not too busy during the first month of the year." In fact, there were many dinner parties that Meng Yanchen either canceled or asked his father to intervene.

It can be seen that Meng Yanchen had just returned home. He was wearing a custom-made suit under his black coat and a meticulous tie. His black eyes were deep and profound under his gold-framed glasses, and his masculine temperament was even more restrained and elegant.

He gently and caringly helped Mu Yan to smooth the snowflakes off her cheeks, and then steadily picked Mu Yan up by the waist.

The forgotten Zhuzhu is still excitedly planning to build an awesome snowman.

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The house was very warm. After taking off his heavy coat, Meng Yanchen's favorite thing was to snuggle up on the sofa with his wife, watch TV and chat.

After warming Mu Yan's hands, Meng Yanchen walked into the kitchen.

Mu Yan then quickly thought of something and hurriedly followed. Sure enough, Meng Yanchen was cutting ginger.

She doesn't want to drink ginger soup because it doesn't taste good.

Mu Yan hugged him from behind and acted coquettishly: "Husband, A Yan baby, I won't catch a cold and won't drink ginger soup."

Meng Yanchen's hands froze while he was cutting ginger, his heart throbbing, his wife's scream was so beautiful...

"Just drink one bowl?" Meng Yanchen continued his movements.

Mu Yan snuggled into his arms, facing him. Meng Yanchen could only put down the knife and ginger in his hands and hug her gently.

"Ayan, do you know that some exercises can also help keep away the cold?"

Mu Yan whispered a few words seductively into his ear, then gently bit his earlobe.

"That's a method. My wife is really smart."

Meng Yanchen spoke in a low and hoarse voice, smiled gently, put his slender fingertips on Mu Yan's neck, kissed her lips, pushed away the uncut ginger on the table, pinched her slender waist and carried her to the marble countertop.

This height made kissing more convenient. Meng Yanchen's lips kissed all the way to the side of her neck. The rich fragrance filled her nostrils. He sucked gently, his breathing gradually becoming heavier, and a dark tide surged in his eyes.

"Ayan, my glasses are hurting me..."

"Well, blame me." Meng Yanchen took off his gold-framed glasses, and his smooth collar was also pulled into wrinkles by Mu Yan.

Meng Yanchen picked up Mu Yan and turned around to see a sneaky little figure around the corner.

"Meng Yi, come out." Meng Yanchen said indifferently.

"Dad, I didn't see anything just now. I'm still a child and I don't understand anything. Children can't stay up late. I'm going to bed. Good night, Mom and Dad."

After Zhuzhu finished speaking, she ran away.

Meng Yanchen wanted to rub his eyebrows, so he hugged Mu Yan and rubbed her hair with his chin.

"Yanyan, there is something...Meng Yi does look a bit like me, but he is definitely not my biological son."

"I know, we just look alike, which means it's fate."

"As long as you don't misunderstand."

As he spoke, Meng Yanchen had already put Mu Yan on the big bed in the master bedroom, and pressed her down, supporting his weight with his wrists: "Thank you, my wife, for believing in me. I am absolutely loyal to you."