After hanging up the phone, He Jiayong looked bad and turned around and cursed.

"Dad, what's wrong? Do you need a penalty for liquidated damages?" He Yiyi asked in a low voice.

"The liquidated damages are nothing, they just don't agree! I'll call the association chairman later..." He Jiayong said angrily.

"Uncle He, you can't quit." Ming Jingxin interrupted He Jiayong's words.

"Jing Xin, are you here?" He Jiayong felt a little angry when he saw Ming Jing Xin.

"If you don't participate in the music festival, people outside will make various speculations about the He family, Zhou family, Ming family and Sheng family. They will soon find that the Sheng family encountered difficulties, which will affect the stock price of the Shengshi chaebol. This is equivalent to pulling the Sheng family's uncle back." Ming Jingxin lowered his voice and He Jiayong analyzed the pros and cons.

He Jiayong frowned and said, "But I can't let Yiyi guard the old lady here alone."

"Don't worry, I will accompany Yiyi." Ming Jingxin turned around and chopped Zhao Jin.

Zhao Jin immediately pushed in with two large suitcases and said, "Professor He, we, Mr. Ming, brought all our luggage. He has lived here from today."

"You..." He Yiyi glared at Ming Jingxin in surprise, and did not dare to question He Jiayong in front of him.

"Yibao, we are a family. No matter what happens, we have to face it together. Let Uncle He attend the music festival and leave the business to my mother. I will take care of Mrs. Sheng with Yibao here. Do you think it's OK, Uncle He?"

He Jiayong has always loved Ming Jingxin very much. This is not only because of Mingxi, but also because of men's appreciation for men. He pressed Ming Jingxin's shoulder with gratitude and said, "That's thank you for your hard work."

"The family doesn't speak two families." Ming Jingxin smiled and looked at He Yiyi, "Yibao, what room do you think I live in?"

"Zhao Jin, come with me with your luggage." He Yiyi waved to Zhao Jin and turned around and went into the room.

He Yiyi arranged for Ming Jingxin to the next door of her room.

It’s not that she is interested, but the room next to her is relatively large and has a separate bathroom.

Ming Jingxin was very satisfied with this arrangement, so he quietly pressed He Yiyi behind the door and kissed her.

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After thinking about it for a while, He Jiayong continued his work.

At noon the next day, Mingxi took Chen Sufeng and Xiaowu's two children back to Fengli City. After first settling the children at home, he immediately brought gifts to Xuanshengju to visit Mrs. Sheng.

"Aunt Ming, your favorite caramel macchiato." He Yiyi delivered a cup of coffee to Mingxi.

Mingxi asked happily: "How do you know I like this coffee?"

"My brother told me." He Yiyi glanced at Ming Jingxin.

Mingxi raised an eyebrow to Ming Jingxin: You guy, do you know how to help your girlfriend coax your mother?

"Mom, do you want to stay for dinner?" Ming Jingxin asked enthusiastically.

This sentence sounds like an order to expel guests in Mingxi. She is so smart that she immediately put down her coffee cup and said, "Ah, no, no. Those two children were not used to it just after they got home, so I have to go back early. Don't let them think that the adoption is not as good as their own. Children of this age are more sensitive."

"It's better to leave after dinner?" He Yiyi stood up and tried to stay.

"One other day, I'll come over to disturb me when the old lady is in better health." Mingxi held He Yiyi's hand and told her: "Yibao, you must have a good rest! If you have anything, let Jing Xin do it. This is how men use it."

"Mom, who is your biological child?"

Mingxi smiled and said, "Son-smash! You know, I have always wanted a daughter. Yibao is much more important than you in my heart, so you must recognize your position~"

"I know!" Ming Jingxin nodded and agreed.

He Yiyi held Mingxi's wrist and sent her to the door, watching her purple Bentley slowly leave before turning back.

"Miss, the old lady is awake and looking for you." said the nurse.

"Okay." He Yiyi agreed to enter Sheng Huashang's bedroom repeatedly.

In fact, Sheng Huashang had already woken up, but she didn't want to see Mingxi, so she kept pretending to be asleep.

Seeing He Yiyi come in, he raised his hand and signaled the nurse to close the door and go out. Then he grabbed He Yiyi's hand and asked, "What are she doing? I have no friendship with her."

He Yiyi leaned over and whispered in Sheng Huashang's ear: "Out of politeness, it's time for me to come and visit. If you don't like her, I won't let her come next time."

Sheng Huashang was silent, and Fang said, "No need. No matter whether she is sincere to me or not, it's enough to treat you well."

"Actually, in my heart, she doesn't matter to me. As long as she can take good care of my father, I will be content. You also know that my father is the one who only cares about music and can never take care of himself. If there is no reliable person around him, will I still worry about the future?"

Sheng Huashang sneered weakly and said, "This is the truth. Your father..."

"However, my dad insisted on turning down this year's music festival and came back to take care of you. However, I'm afraid you'll be unhappy when he's here, so I'm sorry to let him go back to Longdu. This period is our honeymoon, so no one is allowed to disturb you, right, grandma?" He Yiyi smiled in Sheng Huashang's ear.

Sheng Huashang couldn't help laughing and scolding: "Silly girl! What honeymoon? Just make me happy!"

"The world of two people! This is the honeymoon." He Yiyi smiled.

"Stop talking nonsense, don't avoid it." Sheng Huashang smiled and pinched He Yiyi's hand.

"Grandma, are you hungry? What do you want to eat?"

"I don't want to drink porridge anymore, change to something else?"

"Then... eat noodles? I cook the noodles a little bit hard and feed them to you, okay?"

“Just pour tomato sauce.”

"Okay! Lord Lao Fu, wait a moment, I'll make you tomato sauce noodles!" He Yiyi said, lowered her head and kissed Sheng Huashang's forehead, and then went straight to the kitchen.

There is a nanny at home, the noodles are ready-made, and tomato sauce is not difficult to make.

In less than ten minutes, the tomato sauce noodles were ready.

He Yiyi came back with her face and found that Sheng Huashang was asleep again. She was confused and at a loss for a moment.

Ming Jingxin saw He Yiyi standing there without moving from outside the door, so she came in to see what happened, then put her shoulder on her and persuaded: "It's okay. Let grandma sleep for a while. When she wakes up, I'll go cook noodles. You can accompany her to joke and the noodles will be ready."

He Yiyi came out with her face and gently brought the door up, and suddenly she couldn't help it.

Tears surged out of my eyes.

"Yibao... It's okay, it's okay!"

Ming Jingxin took the face from her and handed it to the nanny next to her, and then hugged her into her arms.

"You tell me, grandma..." The following words were choked in her throat and could not be said.

Ming Jingxin gently patted her back and comforted her: "No, the doctor has been there all the time. If you are worried, I will contact two experts for consultation."

"Well, my heart is always panicked. If there is a better doctor, please come and see her?"

"Or what if you want to find an old Chinese doctor here?"

"Okay." He Yiyi nodded vigorously.

"Leave this to me, let's have a meal first?"

The two of them sat on the dining table, and He Yiyi had no intention of eating. She had just taken a sip of rice porridge and her cell phone was shocked.

She glanced at the two words "Sunzi" on the screen and quickly pressed the hands-free answer: "Hey, Mr. Chun."

"Yiyi, how is Grandma Sheng like?"

"It's not bad. It's stable." This sentence is more about comforting yourself than about Gao Chunzi.

"Then can you take time to come to the company?" Gao Chunzi's voice was deeply helpless.

"What's wrong?" He Yiyi immediately straightened her waist.

"It's just... there are some things that we don't make decisions about, and I want to hear your opinions."

"Have a video conference." He Yiyi said.

"Okay. That's half an hour later?"

"Okay. You can send all the things you cannot decide to my mailbox first. I'll take a look first. Everyone will connect in half an hour." He Yiyi said, and got up straight up.

Ming Jingxin knew that it was useless to persuade him, so she had to pick up a few slices of sausage and put them in the porridge, and chased after him with a bowl.

While He Yiyi was sitting in front of the desk and turning on the computer, Gao Chunzi had already sent the email.

She clicked on it, downloaded the attachment, and then opened the file and browsed it.

In fact, these jobs are just arrangements of scripts, new songs, new songs, trainees, etc.

"Eat the porridge first. If your body collapses, no one will support you in these matters." Ming Jingxin brought a spoonful of porridge to He Yiyi's mouth.

He Yiyi only read the email while eating porridge with Ming Jingxin's hands, and finished browsing the email in a bowl of porridge.

Half an hour later, Gao Chunzi, Tang Xiaotang, Jia Yingying, Qian Peipei, Jia Yingying, Song Yuan, and He Yiyi had a video conference.

For more than 40 minutes, He Yiyi finalized the accumulated work. If it needed to be signed, either send an electronic file. He Yiyi signed the electronic signature and sent it back by email. Lu Feiyu returned to the company and took the documents and sent it back after signing.

"Okay, everything that should be decided has been decided, so everyone will be busy. I can't go to work normally during this period, so please understand more."

After everyone withdrew from the video conference, Qian Peipei caught He Yiyi and asked: "Mr. He, if you can't participate in the recording of the next two programs, "Love Goes Forward" and "The Taste of Hometown", then what about Mr. Ming?"

He Yiyi raised her hand and pressed her eyebrows, saying, "He will go to record the show on time. We can ask a honey girl to fill our seats when we have a vacant program. "Love Goes Forward" is not something we worry about, just pay the liquidated damages as much as possible."

"Okay, I understand." Qian Peipei nodded, "Mr. He, you are busy, I have nothing to do."

He Yiyi came back to her senses from the complicated work and realized that it was already nine o'clock. So she quickly packed up her things and went downstairs.

"Are grandma awake?" He Yiyi asked the nanny on the first floor.

"I'm awake and eating noodles." The nanny smiled.
To be continued...