Zhou Siqin was stunned when he heard Zhou Wenqi's words, and then tightened his eyebrows: "She has a cold temper and has always been alone. She is very busy with company affairs. Where can she get her boyfriend. Even Lu Zhensheng's son doesn't look down on him, who else is there? Can she see it?"

After speaking, she glanced at Zhou Wenqi suspiciously: "Why do you ask this suddenly?"

Zhou Wenqi smiled: "I saw her in a car at the door of the company yesterday, and she seemed to know the people in the car very well. What surprised me most was that she smiled at the person on it. You know. Han was unsmiling, and got into someone else’s car after get off work, with a smile, so I thought it was her boyfriend."

Zhou Siqin was silent after listening. She seldom communicated with Lin Qinghan, and so did Kong Yixiang. Except for work matters, he doesn't pay too much attention, so Lin Qinghan is really in love, but who is the other party?

She doesn't care about Lin Qinghan's emotional life, but as the heir of the Lin family, not every cat or dog is qualified to be the son-in-law of the Kong family. Besides, if it is a small role, there will be no help to the Kong family except for attaching to the Kong family in the future.

Zhou Wenqi looked at the old lady solemnly and did not say a word, she smiled suddenly without any trace, and a cloud of mist flashed in her eyes. Her Zhou family had a hard time, and Lin Qinghan didn't think about it. She came this time mainly for Zhou Botao. Although she was dissatisfied with her father, she couldn't ignore it. This time the problem was really big or small. As long as the two million losses are filled, the board will only warn, and there will be no penalties.

However, once the board of directors is directly stabbed, someone in the company intends to rectify it, and I am afraid that Zhou Botao will be dismissed directly. But she knew very well that Lin Qinghan didn't like their family, and even Kong Yixiang also criticized them.

Seeing that Zhou Siqin was still thinking about Lin Qinghan, she leaned in and said, "Auntie, don't think about it. Maybe it's just an ordinary friend. Just ask your uncle to ask me if you want to. You don't have to worry about this kind of thing."

Zhou Siqin nodded and looked at Zhou Wenqi with a smile: "You and your brother have been very busy recently. They haven't come back for a long time, so why do you have time to come back this time?"

Zhou Wenqi hugged her arm: "It's been too long, so we only found time to come over this weekend."

Zhou Siqin glanced at her, and said with a smile, "Don't you get into trouble again?"

Zhou Wenqi was a little embarrassed, but she still smiled and said, "I won't cause trouble, let alone my brother. Alas, it's Dad, this time I was cheated again."

"How do you say?" Zhou Siqin was a little surprised.

So Zhou Wenqi recounted the failure of Zhou Botao's investment, which caused the company to lose two million yuan. Of course she didn’t tell the truth completely: “Originally, the investment plan passed the company’s approval at the time. Aunt, you also know it. But because of being deceived by that partner, the funds were broken, and the set of funds became more and more. Now all two million are in loss, Qing Han I was very angry and called both the Minister of Finance and the Director of Finance. But they said that Dad deliberately changed the plan, causing them to make a mistake. According to Qinghan’s temperament, Dad will probably be severely punished by the board of directors this time."

Zhou Siqin frowned: "Is she not sure? Investment is risky. Loss and profit are inherently frequent. How can an investment mistake be severely punished? What about your cousin, do you know about this?"

Zhou Wenqi shook her head: "I still don't know, but Qinghan should have already told his cousin. The board of directors may know all about it, and I don't know what to do."

Zhou Siqin was silent for a moment: "I'll talk to Yixiang, but you recently made your dad settle down, don't toss about it, you've got enough these years."

Zhou Wenqi's face became stiff, and she quickly smiled and said yes.

After Kong Yixiang went home, Zhou Siqin and Zhou Siqin mentioned Zhou Botao's affairs. Kong Yixiang's face was slightly dark: "Mom, you should know that this incident is definitely not an investment mistake. He secretly concealed me from doing some small actions before, and it is because of your face. Don’t talk about it. But he has blatantly used the company’s funds directly in your name, this time it’s two million, next time? Four million, ten million?"

Zhou Siqin's face paled: "Yixiang, how can you think of your uncle like this? He is unbelievable, but after so many years, Wenchang has also made a lot of contributions to the company. Really let the board of directors deal with him? How do you get past your face?"

Kong Yixiang fell silent and looked at Zhou Siqin. Seeing that he seemed to be shaken, Zhou Siqin stubbornly stiffened again: "It really doesn't work. I filled the hole of his dad with two million in my hand, and the board of directors has nothing to say."

Kong Yixiang took a breath and turned upstairs: "It's up to you, but the position of design manager is not suitable for him. Let him go to the administrative staff."

Zhou Siqin took a sigh of relief but didn't know how to vent, sitting in the living room sulking.

Lin Qinghan also knew that Zhou Botao could not be dealt with, and when he received the news from Kong Yixiang, she just smiled coolly, and she was ready to clean up. Qu Mozhen went home on Friday night and said that it was Saturday afternoon that two people could stay together. Rest at home, and then go to dinner and watch a movie the next day.

Thinking of the next arrangement, Lin Qinghan's irrelevant cynicism disappeared.

In the morning, the sheets and bedding were removed and washed, and the house was cleaned again. Looking at the bright and clean house, Lin Qinghan was in a good mood. After eating at noon and reading a book for a while, he felt sleepy. After checking the time, he took out his mobile phone and saw Qu Mo Zang. Message sent: "I have to come here late in the afternoon to help Aunt Huang buy something, do you want dessert?"

Lin Qinghan lay on the bed and moved her finger: "What dessert is there?"

"There is a small shop here that sells puffs and raisins. I tasted it and it was delicious. You should like it. I will bring some back?"

Lin Qinghan pursed his lips, and replied: "Okay."

"You wait for me." Qu Mozang motioned to the clerk to weigh her some raisins, and then he was about to drive back.

Lin Qinghan took the phone and looked at it, then squinted and fell asleep on the bed. When he drove to Lin Qinghan's house, Qu Mozhen opened the door and saw the house that had been cleaned up. He raised his eyebrows and laughed. There was no one in the living room. Qu Mozhang subconsciously opened the study door, and there was an open book inside, but no one was there.

Then she gently pushed open the bedroom door, and fell asleep, lying sideways on the bed in the bedroom, curled up slightly. Her hair was scattered on the bed sheet, her eyelashes curled up and her body undulated slightly with even breathing.

Qu Mozhan couldn't help but smile at the corners of her eyes, but when she saw that she hadn't covered her quilt, she twisted her eyebrows slightly. Quietly went over and pulled the quilt away, gently covered her, after thinking about it, he took off his clothes and lay down beside Lin Qinghan.

Qu Mozhan touched her hand, soft and cold. Probably feeling the temperature, Lin Qinghan moved, then turned sideways and buried him in Qu Mozhang's arms. He was still obediently, seeing the corners of Qu Mozhang's mouth raised, and closed his eyes while holding her.

Lin Qinghan slept very comfortably. When he woke up in a daze, he felt warm all over. When he opened his eyes, he came to the white and beautiful chin. He was stunned and realized that it was Qu Mo Zang.

Before moving, the voice sounded out of laziness: "Wake up, are you full?"

Lin Qinghan tilted his head back: "When did you come, didn't you call me?"

Qu Mozun kissed her: "It's been more than an hour. I can't bear to see you sleep soundly and well."

Lin Qinghan watched her silently and stretched. Qu Mozhan still held her: "Can't get up?"

Lin Qinghan shook his head, and rolled again: "It's so comfortable." Qu Mozhan just smiled dozingly, and let her linger for a while.

When she got up, Qu Mozhen folded the quilt and gently wrapped Lin Qinghan: "Qinghan, I found Aunt Lin's whereabouts, what do you think?"

Lin Qinghan stiffened, and after a long time he whispered: "Then...where is she? How is her time?"

Qu Mozhang said patiently to her: "People over there said that they lived relatively poorly and taught in a small village in Tongxiang, which is a poor country, but she is in good health. Don't worry."

Lin Qinghan didn't speak, Qu Mozang could understand her, and said softly: "I sent someone to check the information about the village. It is indeed a poor area. I plan to discuss with my dad to do some charity activities. It is best to donate to the poor village. It is to take on the social obligations that should be fulfilled and expand the influence of Qiansheng. On the other hand, it is also to facilitate them. What do you think?"

"Well, I will arrange it too."

"Well, Aunt Lin is getting along well with the children there. When you are ready, I will accompany you to see if she is okay."

Lin Qinghan turned to look at her and nodded. Although Lin Yan didn't get his university diploma, he was a high-achieving student at Yenching University of Technology anyway, so he could teach.

Qu Mozhang looked at her not in a good mood, and then took her to look at the photos given to her over there. Lin Qinghan looked at Lin Yan in the photos, and her eyes slowly turned red: "She was having a good time. In fact, without me, she would Live better, right?"

Qu Mozhang frowned: "Silly, Qinghan, you believe me, she loves you, she loves you more than anyone else. It's just that the way she loved you was too humble and helpless."

After holding people in his arms for a long time, Qu Mozhen didn't want her to be too immersed in this heavy atmosphere in the end. Speaking of arrangements for tomorrow.

"Tomorrow we will go shopping first, the season is about to change, and we will prepare some clothes for you. Then we will have lunch and go to the movies, and then we will go to that side street to see Uncle Lin and others. Have you thought about what to eat tomorrow, Western or Chinese food? ?"

Lin Qinghan just nodded: "Okay, you arrange, I'll be with you."

This weekend was very leisurely. On Saturday afternoon, two people leaned together, listened to the song, read their own books, and ate the raisin cakes bought by Qumo. It was crispy and delicious, and occasionally smiled at each other during breaks. Warm, this is the life Lin Qinghan dreams of. On Sunday morning, two people run together in the morning. After breakfast, they have eaten and are ready to go out.

Both of them are very busy and are not keen on shopping, so there are fewer opportunities to come out and play together. Probably the people around me are different, and both of them are very happy. Of course, if it weren't for Yuanjialuzhai, I met Zhou Wenqi at the Michelin restaurant.

At that time, the two of them had already ordered food by the window. Qu Mozang was talking and making Lin Qinghan smile, while Zhou Wenqi led a young man into the restaurant. She glanced over, just to see Lin Qinghan's head lowered and smiling, and there was a faint person on the opposite side.

A hint of interest flashed in her eyes, and after walking a few steps, she saw a woman wearing a gray zipper sweater and a beige windbreaker on the other side. The long hair is thrown down, the side face is delicate and soft, and the voice is soft and pleasant when speaking, and the temperament is very comfortable.

It's not a boyfriend? Zhou Wenqi was a little surprised, but who was that woman and how did she have such a good relationship with Lin Qinghan.

She frowned, and then she saw the woman raised her hand and gently squeezed Lin Qinghan's cheek, her expression soft and indulgent. Lin Qinghan just glanced at it grotesquely, as if it was strange, but Zhou Wenqi looked a little weird.

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