Jing Dong is very straight

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When Tang Qiubai asked, she realized that her voice was trembling.

Tang Ma's face softened and she held Tang Qiubai's hand even tighter, "Yes, but it has nothing to do with you. Your father and I support you, and we understand what you said about equality in love."

Tang Qiubai felt the hand held by Tang's mother, and a warm temperature passed down the skin, and passed into Tang Qiubai's blood through the skin, comforting her heart.

Tang Qiubai was suddenly in a daze. When she looked up at Tang's father and mother who were sitting opposite her, their faces were all kind and kind, but in their eyes they couldn't hide their worry and concern for her.

Tang Qiubai closed his eyelids, looking at Mama Tang's hands, whose skin folds were loose and rough, and the back of his hand was full of protruding blue blood vessels, and even his complexion became dark and yellow. He felt dull for no reason.

Tang Qiubai blinked her eyes, and when she looked up again, she nodded with a slight smile on her face, "Yes, it has nothing to do with us, parents, let's eat."

Chapter 54

On Monday morning, Zhai Yan went to the headquarters of the group to do business, and she returned to Lanhua around noon. When she walked into the lobby on the first floor, she heard colleagues passing by her discussing something in a low voice. She just thought it was some idle gossip , did not pay much attention.

Di Yan continued to walk in, but outside the elevator, she happened to meet Xia Sen and Bai Zhuoran who were walking together.

"Good morning, are you going to eat?" Di Yan greeted the two of them with a smile.

"Hello, Miss Di, it's late, it's already noon." Xia Sen waved his hand carelessly to greet Di Yan.

"Yes, together?" Bai Zhuoran raised his lips.

"I want to go, but I have to go to the boss first." Di Yan shook the file bag in her hand and said regretfully.

"Then there's nothing we can do, but the boss is in a good mood today, maybe he'll treat you to a meal with a big wave of his hand." Xia Sen said first.

"Good mood?"

"Well, when the boss came this morning, he smiled at everyone he saw, even during the meeting, he softened a lot." Bai Zhuoran also responded.

"what?"

"Even you are surprised, maybe something happened over the weekend that put the boss in a good mood." Xia Sen smiled.

……

When Zhai Yan was standing in the elevator, she was still thinking about what Xia Sen said just now, but she thought about Jing Shuyun's weekend.

Di Yan didn't know what made her happy, but all her keys, mobile phone and wallet were locked in the car on Saturday, is this also a happy thing?

Before Zhai Yan could figure it out, she knocked on the door first.

"Enter."

Di Yan walked into the office upon hearing the sound, and stood in front of Jing Shuyun.

"Boss, this document has been processed."

Zhai Yan handed the document bag in her hand to the person who was sitting at the desk holding a pen and writing something with his head down thoughtfully.

"Well, put it aside for now." Jing Shuyun looked up at her, "You came just in time, I have something to ask you."

"Boss, tell me."

Jing Shuyun thought about it, and then looked at the notebook in front of her, which was densely recorded.

The tip of the pen brushed across it hesitantly, and after a pause, Jing Shuyun asked solemnly:

"Well, do you think..."

"Yeah." Di Yan followed her and nodded slightly.

"... Forget it, you go out."

Zhai Yan looked at her in confusion, "Okay."

Waiting for Di Yan to leave, there was a soft sound of closing the door in the office. The person holding the pen had a rare look of annoyance on his face, his brows were slightly frowned, his lips were pursed, but the tip of the pen was still hanging in mid-air hesitantly. Refusing to fall, it seems that this is a difficult decision.

After a while, the black ink left traces on the paper. If Zhai Yan had looked more carefully at that time, she would have seen the word "preparation" written on the notebook.

On the place where the nib hesitates, it says, "Flower confession after meal or flower confession after meal".

The difference between the front and back options is only two words, but it has troubled Jing Shuyun for a long time.

Or rather, the word confession has troubled her for a long time.

In Tang Qiubai's house, when Jing Shuyun rubbed the lettering of the pen repeatedly, it seemed that she had realized her heart bit by bit.

The lettering strokes are simple, but her mood is complicated.

She has been with Tang Qiubai for too long and too many times. In retrospect, Jing Shuyun can't even tell which one was the first time she was tempted, but the memories now have their own filters, and Tang Qiubai falls in her eyes. , she likes each of them.

The preparations for the confession were made by Jing Shuyun a few days ago, every detail, even the words she said, the restaurant where she ate, etc., or it was a sign that she missed Tang Qiubai.

On the bottom corner of the notebook is Tang Qiubai's name written in black ink, the handwriting is thin and strong.

Jing Shuyun's slippery fingertips caressed it carefully, and then retracted it a little bit, and the beating of the heart suddenly became stronger.

……

When Tang Qiubai received Jing Shuyun's message, he was nestling on the sofa watching TV with Tang Ma.

"The phone is on, there is a message."

The mobile phone was placed on the sofa next to Tang Ma, and Tang Qiubai stretched out his feet and fell on the other side.

"Huh? Regardless, it's probably some text message. 10086 cares about me every month." Tang Qiu said without looking back.

"Oh, it's green news, with a scene written on it." Tang Ma continued.