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Chapter 907 Yearning

Calculate the day, this person has not appeared in front of Qianxing for several months, so she was stunned on the spot.

Although she came to find Huo Jinxi, she was already bowing to Song Qingyuan, but she always wanted to face Huo Jinxi, but she didn't expect to face Song Qingyuan directly like this.

When Song Qingyuan saw her, his face was as calm as ever and he didn't say anything.

On the contrary, Mr. Huo spoke first and said, "Qingyuan, I just happened to have something to do and ask you for help."

The Qianxing Zombie stood beside him, motionless and silent.

Song Qingyuan sat down next to Mr. Huo before speaking, "What's the matter?"

"You have seen my grandson Xiaobei, too." Mr. Huo said, "Maybe he accidentally provoked someone who is not easy to mess with. Now he is in trouble in Bincheng. I want to trouble you to say something."

"Just one sentence, what trouble can it be." Song Qingyuan said, "What trouble can it be."

Mr. Huo smiled and said, "That's good."

After saying that, he looked at Qianxing again, "Girl, tell me the specific situation so that your father can know who to say this--"

When Qianxing heard this, he seemed to be suddenly stabbed by a needle. He suddenly raised his head and looked at the person in front of him. After pausing for a long time, he finally said, "All the whole story, your grandson and your granddaughter-in-law know. If you want to know, just ask them!"

After saying this, Qianxing suddenly turned his head and walked out the door.

Song Qingyuan looked up at her back without saying anything.

On the contrary, Mr. Huo said to Mu Qian: "Qianqian, go and have a look."

"Let's forget it." Mu Qian shrugged and looked at Song Qingyuan and said, "After all, she just did something she didn't want to do, so of course it's difficult to face herself for a while. Anyone who appears in front of her will embarrass her. It's better to let her be quiet alone."

After hearing this, Huo Jinxi reached out and held her hand, obviously agreeing with her opinion.

Song Qingyuan's eyes were slightly dark, and then he looked at Huo Jinxi again and said, "What's the matter she said?"

"Don't worry," said Huo Jinxi, "The matter has been resolved, but she just doesn't know."

Upon hearing this, Song Qingyuan couldn't help but frowned.

Mu Qian explained: "In other words, you can get a reward in front of Qianxing without any effort, and it will be a good deal for you."

When Song Qingyuan heard what she said, he was naturally displeased. Mr. Huo couldn't help but glance at her, "Qianqian."

"It's true." Mu Qian said, "Unless, you don't want to bear this affection, and you don't want Qianxing to have such a slight affection for you..."

Song Qingyuan's face suddenly became a little heavier, and Mr. Huo couldn't help but say, "In this way, can you only have a 'that's a little' of good feelings?"

"Yes." Mu Qian gave the answer without hesitation, "It's only a little bit at most, it won't work much, so don't hold too much hope!"

Song Qingyuan closed his eyes slightly, took a deep breath, and then spoke again: "What are Jin Bei doing in Bincheng?"

"Communication training." Mr. Huo replied, "It will probably take some time."

"Then they are..." Song Qingyuan turned to look at Mu Qian, "What's the situation?"

Mu Qian spread her hands and said, "Don't look at me, I don't know what step they have developed. But I know that your daughter is uncontrollably taking a big step towards my brother Xiaobei!"

...

At the same time, Qianxing, who had just taken a big step, has driven away from the Huo family quickly.

But not long after the car drove out, she slowed down and leaned over. After turning off the engine, she lay directly on the steering wheel, not knowing whether she was sleeping or waking up.

Qianxing sat there for a long time, and when he raised his head, it was already dark.

And the reason why she looked up was because her phone was ringing.

She stood up and sat in a daze for a moment before slowly and stiffly taking out her cell phone, but when she saw the phone number displayed on it, she was instantly awake.

She did not have this number on her phone, but she was familiar with it. She called it a few hours ago.

It was Huo Jinbei's phone number.

At this moment, he called her on his cell phone, which means that the reason he turned off the phone before was probably just busy, and now he should have finished working, so he called her back.

But Qianxing looked at the call and tried his best to move his fingers, but it seemed that he had no strength to press the answer button.

She knew that Huo Jinbei should be safe at this time and there would be no danger anymore.

Although she had just said a few words at the Huo family and hadn't even said a word to Song Qingyuan, she knew that Song Qingyuan would definitely keep Huo Jinbei's.

Because Song Qingyuan felt that he owed her, Song Qingyuan should have done her requests.

She was worried about this for many days, and she should have been happy and relieved at this point, but she couldn't do it.

There is no way to be happy.

There is no way to relax.

I don't want to face Song Qingyuan.

I don't want to face Huo Jinbei.

Qianxing's fingers finally moved, but he hung up the phone directly.

The phone was disconnected, the screen dimmed, and there was no more movement.

Huo Jinbei didn't seem to be planning to get entangled. Since she hung up the phone, he stopped chasing her.

This was obviously the result she wanted, but now she looked at the dark screen of her phone, but suddenly she felt a very strange emotion.

For no reason, she suddenly felt a little cold.

She sat in the car for a long time before she reached out and restarted the car.

The car quickly warmed up again. She stared at the road ahead for a long time. While she was thinking hard about where she should drive the car, her cell phone suddenly rang again.

Qianxing immediately looked down at the phone that he had thrown aside, but saw Ruan Yin's call.

After a moment of hesitation, Qianxing answered the phone.

"Qianxing?" Ruan Yin smiled and called her, "Are you finished your business? I cooked fish and made soup. Do you want to come here to have supper together?"

Hearing Ruan Yin's gentle invitation, Qianxing almost habitually refused, but the word "no" rushed to his mouth but couldn't spit it out.

Because at that moment, she remembered Ruan Yin’s gentle smile, the warm room as warm as spring, and the aroma of the food in the room...

She never yearned for it, but at that moment, she suddenly realized how much she yearned for that place.

"Okay." Qianxing finally spoke, but just said this word.

...

Twenty minutes later, Qianxing entered the house in a familiar way.

Ruan Yin seemed to have regarded her as her own person, and stuck out half of her body from the kitchen, looking at her and said, "I can eat after cooking more vegetables. Come and put the dishes on me."

Qianxing walked over, took out the bowls and chopsticks from the cabinet, and placed them on the dining table outside.

The steaming food was served quickly, Ruan Yin said while unbuttoning: "The fish and dishes are very fresh today, you must try it."

Qianxing was not polite, so he picked up the bowl and started to cook rice.

Ruan Yin specially prepared a meal for three or four people, but Qianxing lived up to expectations and ate the soup clean.

She didn't say much in a meal, just buried her hard work.

Ruan Yin waited until she finished eating before finally asking carefully: "What's wrong?"

Qianxing wiped his mouth and raised his head to look at her, "Hmm?"

"When you left me today, it wasn't like this." Ruan Yin said, "What happened?"

Qianxing didn't know why she asked this.

She has always been like this, vulgar, greedy, and impolite. She doesn't know where Ruan Yin can see her changes.

"It's okay." Qianxing responded lazily, "What can happen?"

"I ask you, and you ask me the other way around." Ruan Yin said, "Forget it if you don't want to say it, but you must be happy. If you are really unhappy, then tell me, huh?"

Ruan Yin said, stretching out her hand to hold the hand she placed on the table.

Qianxing looked at her hand and his eyes suddenly froze.

That hand was incredibly warm and soft.
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