Madam's little secret I know

"Xiao Jing, come and drink this." One day during breakfast, Fang Yichen brought him a cup of milky white drink.

Without even thinking about it, Xiang Jingyuan took it and took a sip, then frowned slightly: "What is this?"

"Vitamin drink." Seeing his expression, Fang Yichen couldn't help but chuckled, "Isn't it good?"

"It's a little strange." Xiang Jingyuan wrinkled his nose and took another sip.

"Then I'll improve it for you." Fang Yichen looked at him as if he was drinking medicine, took the cup back, and went into the kitchen to tinker for a long time, and then brought out a glass of juice, "This time Let's try again."

Xiang Jingyuan took another sip and finally showed a cute smile: "This is delicious."

Fang Yichen nodded in relief.

"Why did you start asking me to drink this all of a sudden?" Xiang Jingyuan drank the glass of juice in one gulp, and stood up as if to clean up the used dishes on the table.

"It's winter, people are prone to get sick." Fang Yichen glanced at him, took over the work in his hand with a smile, and put the dinner plate into the dishwasher, "You are always sitting in the office, so you need to strengthen your immunity. "

"Then why don't you drink with me?" Without working, Xiang Jingyuan just sat and looked at him with a smile.

"Because I always exercise." Fang Yichen tapped his forehead with his finger, put on his clothes and walked to the door, "I'll go downstairs to warm up the car first, come down after you pack up."

Xiang Jingyuan responded with bent eyes.

Since then, Fang Yichen will drink a glass of vitamin drink for him every morning, and the effect is still there. Before, he occasionally felt that he was in a trance and his emotions were difficult to control, but now his spirit and thoughts are indeed much lighter, but they are no longer erratic. , but there is a sense of reality settled in the body, and the mood has calmed down a lot, and he no longer easily rages over some small mistakes of his subordinates.

However, he still felt that these effects were mainly due to his own psychological effects and the blessing of the "Fang Yichen" buff, and had nothing to do with vitamin drinks.

Secretary Qiao came in to give him a routine report. SHARPMARK's CPU chip upgrade work is nearing completion. After many calculations, the performance is basically stable, and it will be put into assembly line production soon.

The more he listened, the more he felt refreshed. This time he personally participated in the performance development work. In addition, SHARPMARK has always been a leader in technology. The successful chip upgrade will definitely occupy most of the market share again.

"Tell them that the bonus will be transferred to the salary card at the end of the month, so that they must ensure that there are no mistakes."

Secretary Qiao left in response. He sat in the chair and stretched. Qingyun Chirain brand will soon become the designated clothing supplier of a well-known CCTV program, and he will go to several conferences in the afternoon.

Putting everything aside, it is not impossible to manage the Qingyun branch better.

But at this time the phone rang. Looking at the caller ID, he frowned and picked it up.

"Xiao Jing, are you free to go home for dinner tonight?" Xiang Qingshan's deep and deep voice came from the receiver, seemingly asking for his opinion, but it was actually an order in disguise.

"Don't use the meal as a cover, just talk on the phone if you have anything to do." He couldn't get used to this tone, and curled the corners of his lips like a sneer, "To save everyone from making trouble in the end, don't you think so? "

Xiang Qingshan was silent for a while, as if he was reflecting on himself, and his tone was much softer when he spoke again: "It's really nothing, it's just that Mom said she missed you, and she cooked a big table of dishes for you to come back and taste. Taste it."

Xiang Jingyuan raised his legs lazily, but didn't speak.

"Mom also said, if you want to bring team leader Fang to meet us..."

"Impossible." He interrupted Xiang Qingshan, his expression became serious in an instant, and he sighed in compromise after a long while, "I'll finish the meeting at five o'clock, and I'll go there by myself, I don't need you to pick me up."

After hanging up the phone, the feeling that had become light and comfortable became heavy again.

Counting it, this is the fourth time he has stepped into Xiang's old house in the past 20 years.

He was born here, but in his impression, the taste of "home" contained in this place has never been strong enough. His memory is always stagnant in the scene of placing building blocks alone in the playroom when he was young, so Although it still maintains the same decoration as 20 years ago, it is difficult for him to mobilize any "going home" emotions.

He had just had a "home" not long ago, a place that would only give him warmth and love, not here, nor the beautiful but gloomy "haunted house" abroad.

He followed Xiang Qingshan and stepped into the gate of the old house.

Aunt Chen, the nanny, has always been very warm to him, and she would help him hang up his clothes and take his slippers with a smile as soon as he entered the door. Sometimes he even felt that her smile was much kinder than the one forced out by Xiang Mingyun's serious and bitter face.

Rong Heng had already prepared a large table of dishes with his own hands, and when he saw him come back, he went up to greet him with joy, but her youngest son didn't seem to buy it, and he casually perfunctory.

A trace of disappointment flashed across her face, and soon she smiled again and beckoned them to sit down for dinner.

Xiang Mingyun still had that serious expression of bitterness and hatred, and he didn't seem to react when he saw him, but he didn't care, he just wanted to finish his meal and go home quickly.

Xiang Qingshan poured a glass of sober red wine and placed it in front of Xiang Mingyun, and poured low-alcohol fruit wine into the other three glasses for them, then sat down and put some vegetables in Xiang Jingyuan's bowl .

Xiang Jingyuan just moved his chopsticks without saying a word.

"Xiao Jing, you..." Rong Heng said tentatively, and seemed a little bit hard to say, "Boyfriend...boyfriend..."

"He is my husband, and we are already married." Before she could finish speaking, Xiang Jingyuan interrupted her with no expression on her face, "You don't need to inquire about him, I never planned to let him meet you."

Xiang Mingyun picked up the wine glass and took a big gulp of wine.

Rong Heng was stunned for a moment, his expression was a little lonely, and he quickly changed the subject: "Hey, Xiaojing, try this and see if the tomato beef brisket made by mom is delicious?"

Xiang Jingyuan took a spoonful like a robot and tasted it, then nodded emotionlessly.

To be honest, it's average, a little better than my aunt's, but compared with Fang Yichen's, it's a thousand miles away.

Suddenly, he wanted to eat the tomato sirloin and potato braised pork made by Fang Yichen. Thinking of this, he naturally took out his mobile phone and sent Fang Yichen a message.

I soon received a reply: "It's not a big deal for people."

Another reply followed: "I'm going to buy ingredients now, and you can eat fresh ones when you come back around 07:30."

He replied with an emoji, unconsciously smiling happily.

"Cough cough."

Sitting across from him, Xiang Mingyun cleared his throat, his smile disappeared in an instant, he glanced up, and put away his phone a little annoyed.

Thinking of having food to eat at home, he immediately lost his appetite. He picked and picked in the bowl with chopsticks, and he didn't eat a single grain of rice for a long time.

"Is it because mom made something that didn't suit your appetite?" Seeing him like this, Rong Heng asked cautiously.

"Not too hungry." He frowned, still instinctively rejecting the term "mother", and looked at the time. Instead of staying here meaninglessly, he might as well go home and watch Fang Yichen cook, so he Then he stood up neatly, "I have something to do at night, so I'll go back first."

Rong Heng lowered his head and said nothing, seemed a little aggrieved.

"wait."

Xiang Mingyun, who had been silent all this time, suddenly stopped him, and he sat down again impatiently.

In the end, I still have something to ask myself.

"I heard that your little uncle's SHARPMARK is in your hands now." Xiang Mingyun looked at him, his eyes were not angry but prestige, "Really?"

He froze for a moment, then smiled, with a sarcastic smile: "Look at what you're asking, if it's not in my hands, could it be that it's still with you?"

Xiang Mingyun showed sullen expression, as if he was very dissatisfied with his prickly attitude, and his tone hardened: "How many shares do you have in your hand? Your little uncle's plus your aunt's, there should be more than half of it?"

Xiang Jingyuan looked away and ignored him.

"In this case." Xiang Mingyun frowned, "Then you transfer half of the shares to your brother and let him manage the company for you."

As soon as these words came out, the movements of the other three people froze, and Xiang Qingshan's usual calm and reserved expression was also full of disbelief at this moment: "Dad, what nonsense are you talking about?"

"Nonsense?" Xiang Mingyun glanced angrily at the younger son opposite him, "You see, he is so absorbed in love and neglects his job, how can he care about the company? If this continues, your little uncle's hard work will be ruined in his hands sooner or later." inside!"

Xiang Jingyuan's expression at the moment was terribly ugly, a pair of peach blossom eyes shot out fierce light, as if the air pressure around him had dropped, and he spoke coldly after a while:

"Give it to him? I'm afraid my little uncle hasn't seen him yet, why should I give it to him?" His tone was full of sarcasm, and his cold eyes were full of cold hatred, "And you, I I handled the funeral affairs of my aunt and uncle by myself, and I also handled the equity disputes with various shareholders by myself. I didn't see you stretching out a finger during the whole process, but now it turns out that I can't manage the company well. You came to ask for my shares without shame! Xiang Mingyun, are you still human?"

At this moment, the cold eyes seemed to be burning with hot temperature on Xiang Mingyun's body and heart, and he just woke up like a dream, and he was angry and said some nonsense just now.

"Xiao Jing, Dad is doing it for your own good." His tone softened, and he patiently persuaded him with a loving expression, "Dad didn't ask you to give up your equity, you are still the major shareholder, and our family Branch, you don’t have to be burdened and still get money, and you can enjoy it with whoever you like, isn’t it good?”

Xiang Jingyuan looked at him as if he was mentally ill, his eyes were red, facing his biological parents, he had no strength to be angry, and there was only endless disappointment and sorrow in his eyes.

"I said, why do you guys suddenly want to pick me up?" It took him a long time to speak, his voice even a little choked up, "A company as big as Qingyun was bought at the cost of my miserable childhood, and I thought you would feel sorry for me. I feel guilty, but I naively thought...you were trying to compensate me, but in the end...you were just selfishly thinking about the legacy my little uncle left me, and you didn't care about me, me, and me being handed down by you. ruined lives."

Rong Heng's tears flowed out almost instantly, as if she was overwhelmed by the great heartache, she got up and grabbed Xiang Jingyuan's arm, weeping uncontrollably: "Xiao Jing, don't say that, your father...he just cares about you... I just want to make it easier for you..."

"Don't care about me like this anymore." Xiang Jingyuan closed his eyes and tried his best to hold back his tears, he is now wholeheartedly disappointed, "I didn't need you in the first place, and I still don't need your existence in the future. "

"Let me go, let me be a stranger quietly, okay?"

【Speak】

If I have time on May [-]st, I will definitely make up the previous episodes! ?