After bankruptcy, I was pampered by the boss

Qin Lilan covered her mouth and laughed happily: "Oh, Xiaojing, you don't know, neither of them would eat the desserts I made before, so I didn't have any motivation. It's great that you can come and live at home."

"It seems that our Xiao Jing is the most fortunate."

Yu Jing smiled and said, "It's really delicious. Did you take the Western pastry baker's certificate?"

"No way." Qin Lilan was very pleased to be praised. "I just learned it casually. If you like it, I will make dessert for you these few days."

"Thank you auntie."

Yu Jing finished eating another nut tart as he spoke.

The father and son, who "had no fortune to eat", drank tea on the side without saying a word.

Things gradually started to go wrong again.

The three of them watched helplessly as Yu Jing finished off the entire plate of nut tarts; the small piece of crepe cake also could not escape his clutches.

In fact, Yu Jing eats very quietly, silently but quickly, taking big bites of the food and finishing it like magic.

But this obscure way of eating is even more shocking.

Finally, he held the milk and tapioca pearls and drank them with relish, looking very satisfied.

Yi Chang gave Yi Zongyu a meaningful look and said, "Come with me to the study."

"it is good."

The two men got up and left.

Yu Jing bit the straw and looked at their backs, then looked at Qin Lilan and asked cautiously:

"Uncle is not angry, right?"

"Ah, no."

Qin Lilan was still shocked that his appetite hadn't responded, "Why are you angry? Xiao Jing, don't think too much. They have work matters to discuss."

Yu Jingzhi nodded and finished drinking the sago.

It was an exciting but satisfying afternoon.

In the study room.

"Well, Wen Mao is still investigating the details. I guess it will involve the political world."

"Politics." Yi Chang looked back at him. "So you know what's going on."

Yi Zongyu leaned back on the sofa, turned his head slightly and lit a cigarette.

"President of the Beijing Municipal Procuratorate, Secretary of the Guangming District Committee, Xing Yuan."

Yi Chang narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was briefly recalling this person.

"Let Wen Mao investigate the matter between the Phoenix Club and Jie Heng first, and don't interfere with the rest."

"Ah."

What his father meant was that government officials need to be investigated by the government, and that using private methods is too risky.

"Does that mean my grandpa knows about these things?"

"Knowing it before you." Yi Chang glanced at him, "Including Yu Jing."

Yi Zongyou bit the cigarette butt lightly and blew out a puff of smoke: "Hmm."

Given Qin Yuancheng's background and power, it's not surprising that nothing can be hidden from him.

"Did Grandpa say anything?"

"He will talk to you in person." Yi Chang reminded again, "I will tell you when there is news from Xing Yuan, so don't act on your own."

"Dad." Yi Zongyou put out his cigarette, "You seem to know him very well."

"Not really. He's not a good person and is extremely vigilant. If he finds out you've done something to him, I don't know what the consequences will be."

"Got it." Yi Zongyu took a document and looked at it casually, "The resort in the development zone hasn't been built yet."

"I guess we'll have to wait until the beginning of the year, what's wrong?"

"I want to take Yu Jing over there to play for two days."

Yi Chang glanced at him.

"The better you treat him, the more you harm him. You must know that the person Xie Heng wants to catch the most right now is Yu Jing."

Yi Zongyu didn't say anything else. Of course he knew all this, but being nice to Yu Jing was not something he could control.

Precisely because of this, it is even more important to protect the other person in every detail, keep him in a safe and warm atmosphere, and prevent him from getting hurt in any way.

Until this matter is completely resolved.

Yi Chang seemed to remember something again, "Have you taken Yu Jing for a physical examination?"

Yi Zongyu was a little puzzled.

"What's the meaning."

Yi Chang: "Why do you eat so much?"

Yi Zongyu couldn't help but laugh and stood up.

"I'm going downstairs."

In the living room, Yu Jing was holding a list and discussing with Qin Lilan about the desserts to be eaten tomorrow.

Qin Lilan was the one talking mostly, with Yu Jing nodding occasionally.

Yi Zong walked over and started asking for people.

"Mom, I'll take him out to play for a while."

"We haven't decided what to eat tomorrow yet. Where are you taking Xiao Jing?"

Yi Zongyou directly put his arm around Yu Jing's shoulders and said, "He will eat whatever you cook. Let's go."

"Hey, you really are such a kid."

Before Yu Jing could react, he was carried into the elevator. He saw Yi Zongyu press the button for the second basement floor.

"Shall we go to the basement?"

"Well, I'll imprison you in there. Are you afraid?"

Yu Jing pursed his lips. He knew he was joking, but he still asked seriously:

"Then can you come visit me more often?"

Yi Zongyou squeezed his shoulder and said, "Do you really want to be imprisoned by me?"

"As long as I can be with you, I'm willing."

As the elevator descended, Yi Zongyu's heart also suddenly dropped, as if sparks were burning, making his chest feel hot.

He glanced sideways at the person in his arms.

Yu Jing leaned against him obediently and looked at him, his clear eyes full of trust and love.

The elevator door opened, but the two people did not rush out.

"Xiao Jing."

"Ah."

"I won't let you get hurt." Yi Zongyu looked at him.

He knew that Yu Jing looked gentle, but there was a hint of extremism inside. He would not be afraid even if he was imprisoned or even in pain, as long as he could be with the person he loved.

But he would not let that happen, he couldn't bear it.

Yu Jing smiled with his eyes curved, "I know."

It turned out that there was no basement underneath. Yu Jing just felt that Yi Zongyu's family was so wealthy that it subverted his own cognition.

The underground space is about the size of a playground, and most of it is used as a greenhouse. The lighting is soft and bright, as if simulating the view on a sunny day.

There are many flowers planted in the greenhouse. The faint fragrance of the flowers fills the air, and one glance is enough to make people fall into this dreamy and empty scene.

Yu Jing took a breath of the air, which tasted slightly sweet, as if he was really in the warm spring breeze.

He held Yi Zongyou's arm with joy, "How beautiful! The greenhouse can be so big, and it's full of flowers."