CEO's Sudden Proposal

Qin Yiyue also lazily takes the initiative to speak, and keeps silent.

After an hour, Qin Yiyue couldn't stand it. He asked coldly, "what do you want to do when you come to my house?"

He Qiaoyan just moved for a moment. His voice was a little sleepy and said, "come and see you."

Qin Yiyue is speechless. The guy is asleep. No wonder he is so quiet.

And she thought he was enjoying the night scene with her.

Qin Yiyue suddenly found that he was an invincible super fool in the universe. His voice became colder. "Don't sleep in my house."

He Qiao groaned twice at the banquet, poured himself another cup, and touched Qin Yiyue's cup with his own, then drank it up.

After drinking the wine, He Qiao's banquet was very crisp, but this time he went out from the gate.

Qin Yiyue sat on the balcony for a long time, saying that he had changed his clothes to go to his parents' house.

Seeing her coming in, Luo Mingmei asked, "is Chu Xuan in your company really gay?"

"Mom, when did you gossip like that?"

"I've been gossiping, OK? Is it true in today's news? "

"Sexual orientation is a private matter for artists, and I don't know much about it. Now the company is trying to minimize the influence of things, so as to avoid Chu's influence."

"He's young, too. If something like this happens, it's not easy to go in the future."

"Yes. It's not easy for him to get to his present position. As his boss, we will do our best. "

"What did the child think of himself?"

"He's calm now, and he's able to deal with problems rationally."

"That's good, that's good. I like him and Luyun very much. "

"Mom, you're rotten by accident."

"Isn't watching TV the same as YY, man 1 and Man 2? Your protagonists are used to shake the plot. "

Qin Yiyue silently gave her mother a thumbs up, "then I will have more opportunities to let Chu Xuan and Lu Yun in the same play, so that you can fully YY."

"It's better to let them interact more, which is more convenient for YY."

"I know. I'll meet you next time." Qin Yiyue said with a smile, "what about dad and depression?"

"They are practicing calligraphy in the study. I've been inside all day today, so I'll eat and go to the bathroom for a while. "

"That little guy can stay?"

"Don't tell me, it's the quietest day since he was two years old. I think he likes to write, and he can train in this aspect in the future. I'm not sure that we can make a calligrapher in our family. "

Qin Yiyue walked to the study with a smile and knocked on the door. "Dad, honey, have you finished your practice today?"

As soon as her voice fell, she heard a slight step towards the door.

Then there was the soft voice of the little guy, "Mommy, Grandpa and I haven't finished practicing yet."

"How long are you going to practice?"

"I don't know yet."

"Mommy is going to open the door. Don't stand behind the door."

"OK."

Qin Yiyue pushed the door open and saw the little guy with a lot of ink on his face and clothes.

Qin Yiyue said with a smile, "are you sure you are writing or playing with ink?"

"I'm really writing. Mommy, I want to practice with grandpa tomorrow

"I'll bring you here in the morning, will you?"

"Yes." The little guy took Qin Yiyue's hand, came to the small table you opened for him, pointed to the ghost symbols on the small table, and said, "Mommy, this is what I wrote today."

Qin Yiyue looked for a long time, but he couldn't see what he was writing, but he didn't intend to crack down on the enthusiasm of the little guy. "It's good-looking, it's a great painting."

"Am I smart?"

"My baby is the smartest."

The little guy smelt the speech and showed a happy face. Then he said seriously, "Mommy, take a picture of him with your mobile phone and send it to your little brother and Dad, and let them have a look."

The little guy's words silenced the three adults. Nobody spoke.

Qin Yiyue hesitated and then took out his mobile phone to change the angles. The little guy's piece of paper, "is that ok?"

"Mm-hmm." The little guy nodded with satisfaction.

Qin Yiyue put away his mobile phone and looked at his parents calmly. "It's not early today. I'll take Yu Yu back to take a bath first and send him back tomorrow morning."

"Good."

Qin Yiyue picked up the little guy and said, "honey, say goodbye to grandma and grandpa."

The little guy waved his little hand covered with ink. "Goodbye, Grandpa and grandma."

"Goodbye to gloom."

When he got home, Qin Yiyue washed the little guy and stuffed him into the quilt.The little guy's mood is very full, waving his fleshy arm, "Mommy, I haven't sent photos to my little brother and dad yet."

"Will you do it yourself?"

"I won't. I need your help."

Qin Yiyue didn't want to send much, so he said, "how about you send photos to them after you learn how to send photos? It's more sincere. "

"No, I can't. I'll have to wait for several years. I just want to send it now. "

"I'll teach you three times. If you can't, wait until you learn how to do it. Is that ok? "

The little guy thought for a while and then said, "OK."

Qin Yiyue uses the tablet to register a micro signal for the little guy, including her, her father and mother, Ningfang, he Qiaoyan, Xiaobao, Cheng jiangxue, Cheng Jiangming, Cheng Zizhi and other people who are familiar with the little guy.

She just sent those photos to the little guy's wechat. The little guy looked at those photos excitedly, and then focused on Qin Yiyue's operation.

Qin Yiyue repeatedly taught three times, and then gave the tablet to the little guy to make his own drum.

The little guy tilted his head and talked for a long time.

In the end, I didn't send out the photos, but I successfully made a video call with Xiaobao.

Qin Yiyue silently turned his white eyes aside. It's better to send photos directly.

According to the nature of chemotherapy, the little guy can talk for at least an hour.

The two chatted, and the voice of Lin Rui and he Jiaming sounded from the other end of the video.

Lin Rui: "Yuyu, how are you?"

"Grandpa and grandma, so are you."

"Listen to my brother say that you made your own video call today, right?" He Jiaming asked with a smile.

"I asked mommy to teach me how to send photos, but I didn't learn. I just move around by myself, so I can only see you when I touch the video phone. "

"It's smart to be depressed."

The little guy blinked his big eyes, his eyes were moving around, his expression was very confused, "why didn't he see dad? Where's dad? "

"My father is upstairs in his study. He is with the depressed Taigong. He has asked my aunt to call him up."