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Believe 1

The atmosphere in the room was quiet. Qin Yang didn't know what to say, and Qin's mother felt distressed when she looked at him.

After a moment of quietness, Qin's mother looked at her grown-up son and said, "What's more, I have you, don't worry too much, mom is used to this kind of life."

She is optimistic by nature, and she really couldn't accept it at the beginning, and she made trouble, but Qin's mother's living environment since she was a child made it impossible for her to keep making trouble like this. After the trouble, she figured it out and couldn't solve it. Then she could live a stable life.

In addition, over time, Qin's mother no longer feels about these things.

The only thing I still have some concerns is Qin Yang. Growing up in such a family, his personality must have some flaws.

In the past, Qin's mother was particularly worried about her son's personality. With his personality and the living environment when she was a child, he was not very good at people. In addition to Gu Xinghe and Jiang Chengcheng, Bi Jincheng was also friends who grew up together. She was able to get used to his personality. Others really couldn't get used to it.

However, in her second year of high school, Qin's mother found that her son with a bad temper had changed a lot, and she became a lot gentler. She occasionally became curious about some life matters and asked about gifts. She was curious about it. But if Qin Yang didn't say it, she wouldn't ask the question in the bottom line.

When the child is older, he always has his own little secret.

...

Qin Yang paused, pursed her lips and said, "Yes."

He looked up at Qin's mother and whispered: "If you want to divorce, don't consider me, I'll have grown up."

Qin's mother smiled and said, "I know."

As the two were talking, Qin Yang's cell phone on the desktop vibrated, and Ye Zhi's smiling face appeared on the screen.

Qin's mother glanced at her and asked with a smile: "Girlfriend?"

"Um."

Qin Yang did not deny it and nodded.

Qin's mother smiled, looked at the big smiling face, and said, "It's very cute."

She got up and walked outside: "Don't disturb you young, go to bed early."

"Um."

Qin's mother thought for a while, blinked her eyes and looked at Qin Yang: "When will you bring it to me?"

Qin Yang: “…”

Qin's mother waved her hand: "Forget it, if you are reluctant to let it go, keep it, anyway, mom can afford to wait."

“…”

It was not until Qin Yang left that Qin Yang answered the phone. He was still sitting on the chair, looking down at the information he had just handed over by Qin's mother. Ye Zhi's voice sounded in his ears.

"Qin Yang."

"What's wrong?"

Qin Yang's hand paused and asked softly.

Ye Zhi lay on the bed, shook his head and said, "It's nothing big. I just want to tell you that my father didn't go home for dinner tonight."

Qin Yang was stunned for a moment, laughing and crying: "Is there any other job?"

"No, do you still remember what I told you about Si Jian and Sister Yu? These two people didn't get downstairs after going upstairs. I guess my dad might have gone to do this."

Ye Zhi was a little worried: "If there was really a problem with the company's accounting, what should we do?"

Qin Yang was slightly stunned, looking at the information in her hand to comfort her: "There will be no problem. I have discovered it in time now, right? This can be made up for it."

Upon hearing this, Ye Zhi asked, "Really?"

"real."

The two were chatting, and Ye Zhi was still worried when he lay on the bed.

She was too afraid of repeating the same mistakes, too afraid that the things she had experienced in her previous life would happen again. If this is true, what is the purpose of her resurrection?

Ye Zhi stood up, walked to the windowsill and sat down, looking at the view outside the window. The night was dark, and there was actually nothing to see. She sighed softly and said in a low voice: "I'm still a little worried."

"don’t worry."

Qin Yang said: "You will know if you ask tomorrow."

He changed the subject and asked Ye Zhi: "What are you doing now?"

"Looking at the moonlight."

Qin Yang: "..." He smiled softly and said softly: "Reading a book."

Ye Zhi curled his lips and said, "Okay."

"If you want to be really bored, read the novel."

Ye Zhixiao: "Okay."

The two chatted for a while, and not long after, Ye Zhi heard the conversation coming downstairs and quickly said, "My dad seems to be back. I'll go downstairs to have a look. You can rest early."

"Okay, go to bed early."

"Good night."

Ye Zhi hung up the phone and hurriedly ran downstairs.

——

Ye’s father was busy all night and came back after drinking a lot of wine.

Ye Zhi just ran downstairs and smelled the wine. He frowned involuntarily and looked at Ye’s father: “Dad, why do you drink so much wine?”

Ye's father looked at her with confusion: "Come here."

"oh."

Ye Zhi got closer, and Ye's mother asked her to look at her father. She went to the kitchen to get sober tea.

The smell of wine in the living room was floating and smelling a little bad. Ye Zhi has never liked the smell of wine, so Ye's father rarely brought the smell of wine home. Sometimes when there was no way, he would avoid Ye Zhi.

She looked down at her father, reached out to rub his temples, and asked in a low voice: "Why did you come back so late today?"

Ye’s father nodded, his voice was a little tired, and he whispered: “Something is wrong.”

"What's the matter?"

Ye Zhi was curious and looked at him with bright eyes, looking forward to knowing something.

Ye’s father had a meal, took the sober tea handed over by Ye’s mother and drank it. After drinking it, he looked at her: “Come to my office tomorrow to work.”

“…”

"I'm tired to go to bed tonight."

Ye Zhi: “…”

She had no choice but to watch Ye's father return to the room in confusion, and then walked upstairs. Because she was restless, she stepped on a staircase, which scared Ye Zhi quickly supported the fence.

She always felt that what Ye’s father was going to tell her would not be a good thing, otherwise she would not have been in that attitude towards herself just now.

With anxiety in his heart, Ye Zhi didn't sleep well all night.

The next morning, I woke up early and had breakfast and prepared to go to the company.

...

The weather was gloomy, and Ye Zhi looked up at the sky, and always felt that it would rain in the next second.

She lowered her head and walked outside, but she didn't see Qin Yang standing at the door.

Qin Yang looked at the person who looked depressed with his head down and coughed to attract her attention.

Ye Zhi was stunned, turned his head and looked at him standing at the door, blinking: "Why are you here?"

Qin Yang stretched out his hand, touched her head and said, "Where can you go if you don't come here?

Wait for you to go to the company together.”

Ye Zhi said oh twice, letting him pull himself to the other side.

After walking for a while, Ye Zhicai asked with some concern: "What did you say my dad asked me to go to the office to find him? Why didn't you tell me at home?"

This is something that Ye Zhi couldn't understand no matter how hard he was.

Qin Yang nodded and explained to her slowly: "It's probably because your father thinks it's not good to say business at home, so he asked you to go to the office."

Ye Zhi was stunned and asked in surprise: "What else can I do to talk about with my dad and me?"

Others don’t know, but Qin Yang and herself must know that what she does every day is a bunch of messy things, without any technical content, so how can she talk to the big boss? Ye Zhi frowned and couldn’t figure it out.

She vaguely felt in her heart that it must be related to Si Jian's affairs, but she didn't think she had exposed anything, right?

?

Ye Zhi raised his head and looked at Qin Yang, who was also thoughtful, and didn't understand.

"Qin Yang, what time did you go to bed last night?"

"Twelve o'clock."

Ye Zhi pointed to his dark circles and asked, "Then why are your dark circles so serious? Is it really twelve o'clock?"
To be continued...
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