Embracing each other overnight, both of them slept well. Qu Mozang is going to report back to the company today and successfully signed a contract with Tianhe Group, which means that the follow-up work will also start.

So early in the morning, the two drove to work separately. Qu Mozhen was driving. After thinking about it, he wanted to take out the Bluetooth headset and put it on. Then he dialed a call: "Hello, Mr. Chen, this is Qu Mozhen. About me. I have read the email for the investigation. I still need to discuss the specific situation with you in detail. We will meet tonight, can we."

After hanging up the phone, Qu Mozhang sighed slightly, and when she arrived at the company, she sent a message to Lin Qinghan: "You may have to work overtime today. You have to eat first, don't wait for me."

The board meeting was held in the morning. Qu Sheng focused on the successful signing of Qu Mozang and Tianhe Group. He looked at his daughter who was sitting there, and the eyes of the always serious people were smiling: "This time Mozang succeeded in winning the contract with Tianhe Group. Signing a contract with the group means that we have begun to settle in Anyuan, Anyuan is a core city in South China, and then branches in South China can continue to develop. This is a very meaningful thing. Congratulations."

The people at the meeting began to applaud. This is indeed a big event. Everyone here generously praised and complimented. It seemed that the atmosphere was very good. After the meeting was over. Qu Mozang and Qu Sheng walked at the end together, Qu Mozang looked at his father: "Why is it so high-profile today?"

Qu Sheng glanced at her: "Some people who have come here are quite controversial, and some people don't give up and spread rumors there. Some of your previous system reforms also violated their interests, and they are quite critical to you. What happened this time is enough to make them shut up, why not do it. And..." Qu Sheng paused: "Dad is really proud of you."

Qu Mozhang was taken aback, then lowered his head and laughed: "Thank you, Dad."

"It's been a hard business trip these days. I will go back on weekends and ask Aunt Huang to make you some delicious food to replenish your body."

Qu Mozhang nodded: "Then Dad, is the greenfield project that Qinghan collaborated with, is it about to be completed?"

"Well, Qinghan saves us a lot. You have less contact with this area, and you need to understand it in the future. It just happens that Qinghan is here, so you should learn more from her."

Qu Mozang nodded: "Okay, I see. Dad..."

Qu Sheng raised his eyebrows: "Huh?"

Qu Mozang said unintentionally, "What do you think of Qinghan?"

Qu Sheng thought for a moment: "Of course it's good, capable and courageous. Judging from her attitude towards us and you, although her life is unsatisfactory, she still values ​​love and righteousness in her heart. She has not been struck by life and felt sorry for herself. It is very rare. . But why do you suddenly ask this?"

Qu Mozun smiled and said, "It's nothing. I asked her to come to my house more. She always said that she was afraid to come too much to bother you and annoy you, so I asked."

"Why, she is very sensible and caring. She is more diligent than you at home. Come, if you want, your Aunt Huang likes her too."

Qu Mozhang nodded: "She is very painful."

After Qu Mozang left, Qu Sheng looked at his daughter's back. All he thought, he faintly felt that Qu Mozang looked a little bit when he mentioned Lin Qinghan... He couldn't tell, but he always felt too intimate. It's like the girl from She's family. She has been good friends with her daughter since junior high school, but Qu Mozhen didn't feel that way when she mentioned her.

Qu Sheng just thought about it, but didn't think about that. Finally, because Li Lang came in, he turned away from his thoughts. Qu Mozhan entered the office and sighed slightly, then finally picked up the file and looked at it.

After get off work in the afternoon, she looked at a place sent over on her mobile phone, which was a coffee shop. He instructed Sun Ya to sort out the remaining information and drive to see Chen Xiang, who she entrusted to check Linyan's whereabouts.

Going up to the second floor according to his arrangement, Qu Mozhan looked at the man wearing a black suit sitting there, walked over and shook hands with him: "Hello, Mr. Chen."

"Hello, Miss Qu, please sit down."

After speaking, he took out the bag beside him and handed over a pile of materials: "This is the information I found related to Ms. Lin. After leaving Yanjing that year, she went to a relatively remote school in Huicheng. The county seat is called Huangliu County, but after staying there for a few days, she left. During the period, she changed many places, basically doing odd jobs. Two years ago, she went to a small county called Tong’an County, which was not in Anhui. The western area is very poor. There is a small village called Feihuling as a teacher, and he has stayed until today."

Qu Mozhen frowned: "Tong'an County? How was her life then?"

"She is very beloved in that village. It is said that she has funded a school building and a teaching building for the school, so the village respects her. It is relatively difficult, the life is not rich, and it is said that she is in poor health and often gets sick. Oh, by the way, knowing that you are more concerned, I asked the other side to take some photos back, and you can take a look." Chen Xiang said and passed the photos to Qu Mozhen.

Qu Mozhen quickly took over and took a closer look. There were still quite a few photos, most of which were photos of her with her child. Some were in class, chatting with children, and she bent over to sew holes in the pants of a little girl in torn clothes.

She is a bit older than she was six years ago, but she looks good and she has lost a lot of weight.

Most of the children around her were wearing shabby clothes. Many of the clothes were washed and turned white. Some of the children had their toes exposed, red-haired and black by the sun. They smiled honestly and cutely around Lin Yan.

"How far is this place from Yanjing?"

"It's not far by plane and high-speed train, but it can only go to the city center, and then it takes more than five hours to take a bus to the town. There is no bus, you need to drive to the township, and then you have to walk the mountain road for two hours. It’s been a long time, if you don’t know her in the town, I’m afraid I won’t be able to find it.” Chen Xiang sighed, he was too capable of hiding. He couldn’t figure out a person who had some savings in his hands and had something to do with Mr. Qu. Can't think of running away in such a remote country.

"Okay, I see, thank you. Please send me the specific address, and I will transfer the payment to your account later." Qu Mozhang stood up and Chen Xiang said goodbye. Sitting in the car looking at the photo in his hand, Qu Mozhen looked at the woman who was smiling amiably, and whispered: "Aunt Lin, have you ever thought about Qinghan."

She doesn't know, but she knows Lin Qinghan's temperament. She looks colder but more affectionate than anyone else. She didn't mention Lin Yan a word in these years, but it just shows that she cares. But Qu Mozhan always remembered how much Lin Yan's departure caused Lin Qinghan that day. If she didn't happen to meet him, she might not have been scared in this world... she was still afraid of the scene at that time.

Qu Mozhen was a little uneasy when she opened the door. When she opened the door, Lin Qinghan was sitting on the sofa in the living room. Seeing her back, she stood up and took off her coat and hung her bag aside: "Have you eaten?"

Qu Mozang was taken aback. She seemed to have forgotten. Lin Qinghan knew it after a pause. She frowned and said grotesquely: "Also let Sun Ya stare at me. I think I have to let your assistant look at you. Overtime will not work. I know it’s past eight o’clock for dinner, are you hungry?"

Saying that she went to the kitchen, preparing to start a fire to cook, Qu Mozhan held her back: "What do you eat at night, and just warm the leftovers for me, don't do it anymore."

Lin Qinghan snorted, "I don't have anything left. You told me to let me eat by myself."

Qu Mozun laughed: "Are you angry?"

Lin Qinghan put on an apron, took an egg from the refrigerator, and then took out the dough she made yesterday: "I look so unreasonable to make trouble?" She washed her hands and kneaded the dough over there, took the rolling pin and began to roll the dough. Compared to her stumbling yesterday, Lin Qinghan was much faster.

Qu Mozhen watched, the noodles were cut, and the bone soup was boiled in the pot, which was obviously stewed by Lin Qinghan early in the evening.

"I was afraid that you didn't eat the soup prepared for you, but now I just cook the noodles for you." Lin Qinghan lowered the noodles and said to himself.

Seeing her busy there, Qu Mozang couldn't help but stepped forward to hug her and whispered: "Thank you."

Lin Qinghan was stunned: "Why do you say that?"

Qu Mozhan rubbed her cheek: "No, it just feels so good."

Lin Qinghan pursed her lips and smiled without speaking. Lin Qinghan was watching her while Qu Moqi was eating noodles. After hesitating for a moment, she asked her softly, "Mo Zang, are you worried?"

Qu Mozhen paused, then raised his head to look at Lin Qinghan, and then asked her cautiously, "Qinghan, do you still blame Aunt Lin?"

Lin Qinghan's expression froze suddenly, her eyes dropped and her voice was somewhat indifferent: "Why did you mention her suddenly?"

Qu Mozhang didn't know whether to tell her, he sighed slightly, and looked at Lin Qinghan seriously: "Qinghan, I just think you won't be trapped by those things in the past. These days, you and I plan a lot of things in the future. But I'm wondering if there is still Aunt Lin in your plan, and I keep it in my heart."

Lin Qinghan looked at her without speaking. After a long time, she lowered her head: "I don't want to think about her. I know it was for me, but I still can't accept it. I always feel that I have been abandoned. Qinghan, she both Don’t tell me, just throw me to them? She knows they don’t love me, she knows I need her."

Lin Qinghan's voice was getting lower and lower, and her voice was trembling. Qu Mozhen was so distressed when he heard it, he walked over and half squatted in front of her and held her face: "I know, Qinghan, I know all of them. So I won't persuade you to let go of everything so refreshingly, I just miss you. There are no regrets to be happy. So, tell me what your heart thinks, and leave the rest to me, OK?"

Lin Qinghan's eyes were red. She looked down at the gentle-faced person, and said in a low voice: "I...I miss her so much, even if I blame her, I still miss her. She is probably willing to other than you in this world. Someone who loves me."

Qu Mozhan stood up and hugged her: "Nonsense, how come we are the only ones willing to love you, but I am too selfish and don't want those people to love you more than me. Therefore, when I come, they can only be turned away by you. Do you remember that couple on the side street, they really love you. And Aunt Huang, who keeps talking about you, my parents think you are very good."

Lin Qinghan looked at her and smiled, "It's really a lot of you to say that."

"Of course, you don't know how stressed I am, I'm afraid you are too popular." Qu Mojiao coaxed her, and then whispered: "If you miss her, we should go find her, okay?"

Lin Qinghan clenched his fingers, Qu Mozhen patted her, and whispered, "It's okay, everything has me."

As far away as the Kong family, Zhou Wenqi and Zhou Wenchang's family once again stayed at the Kong family. When Zhou Wenqi was chatting with Zhou Siqin, she seemed to have inadvertently asked: "Is Qinghan not coming back now? Why haven't I seen anyone a few times."

Zhou Siqin snorted: "She moved out. She was raised by that woman and couldn't kiss us. Let her go, otherwise it will be upset."

Zhou Wenqi smiled: "Maybe she's busy with work, but now she's in Jingtai but she's the best one, that is, my brother and dad will listen to her. But...Aunt, does Qinghan have a boyfriend?"

The author has something to say: Qu Mozhen: Dad, how about Qinghan?

Qu Sheng: Very good.

Qu Mozhen: How about being my friend?

Qu Sheng: Very good.

Qu Mozhen: How about being my wife?

Qu Sheng: Very good.

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Qu Sheng: Dead girl, routine me!