As Zhuang Xiaoyue spoke, she couldn't help laughing again, "Brother, you know it, Cancan's two older brothers have always doted on her, and the three brothers and sisters have a very good relationship. But since Cancan lost her memory From now on, Cancan doesn't have a cold on the two brothers at all, maybe Jingren is stimulated, and his beloved sister ignores him every day."

Nodding solemnly, "It's also possible, so you use this method to please your sister?"

"It's too outrageous to please my sister in this way, right?" Zhuang Xiaoyue put the boiled enoki mushrooms into her mouth, "Cancan is going to be annoying, I think he hates him so much. The more you look at him, the more annoying he becomes."

"Is it alright for Cancan to live outside?" asked Zhuang Yan, "You don't have to go over there to take a look, otherwise, she's a girl that makes you worry."

Zhuang Xiaoyue smiled very happily, "She bought a small three-bedroom apartment by herself, which is well decorated. One is used as a study, the other is used as a gym, and the other is a bedroom. I originally thought of moving in with her. Be a companion, and as a result... where is my place?"

For Jing Cancan's current change and independence, Zhuang Xiaoyue is the happiest one.

The previous Jing Cancan was too cowardly, and he didn't have any ideas. Everything was arranged by the two elder brothers of the Jing family.

Well now, Jing Cancan is now an independent person, has his own opinions and ideas, and lives according to his own ideas, which is very good.

Zhuang Yan also laughed when he heard the words, "It's rare for Cancan to have such an idea, to arrange his small home so reasonably and comfortably."

Then he said inadvertently, "Oh, by the way, why haven't you seen her come to work in the company recently? Are you feeling unwell?"

Cancan Qiang and Zhuang Xiaoyue are always two girls chatting together in the office. I haven't seen Jing Cancan in the past few days. I don't know why, but somehow I always feel as if something is missing from the company.

"She handed in her resignation." Zhuang Xiaoyue immediately became interested, "Brother, you know, Cancan is quite talented in drawing. She majored in environmental art before, and she has hardly touched a pen since she lost her memory. Recently, it may be because she is in good condition. She has painted several paintings very well. She signed up for the national interior designer competition. If she can win this time, she can directly enter the designer industry. "

With a hint of regret in his solemn tone, "If Cancan had worked after graduation and entered the decoration industry, he would be a pretty good interior designer now."

Zhuang Xiaoyue became more and more excited as she talked, and kept praising her good girlfriend, "That's right! Now that she is ready to regain her dream, I am still very happy for her. If she can really become an excellent designer, I am even more happy. This time, her apartment is her own plan for the decoration company, and the decoration company does it directly, without cooperating with the designers of the decoration company. "

There was a hint of tenderness in the solemn smile, "I am really happy for her to see that she is living such a wonderful life now."

It's just... There seems to be something missing in this company, which makes him feel a little uncomfortable.

He thought about it and then said, "Does Zhuang's decoration company have any designers participating in this competition? If it is decoration... I understand a little bit, but I don't know what Cancan's current level is. Do you want me to find an experienced one? The old designer took her?"

"There must be!" Zhuang Xiaoyue recalled in her mind, "There are several young designers in our company who also participated. I heard that Ling Weixue from the Ling family also participated. After all...she doesn't want to beg Mr. Ling now. I want to set up an independent female character to gain a wave of attention.”

"No matter what, I hope Cancan can win the award." Zhuang Yan said again, "You can call Cancan at night, and I will ask the designer of our company to come out and communicate with her. Someone is better than her. Human strength."

"Okay, brother. It's still as thoughtful as you think." At this time, Zhuang Xiaoyue didn't realize at all that her best friend had been targeted by her eldest brother.

I am still secretly glad that with the help of my big brother, Cancan will definitely be able to win the award this time.

She believed very much in Jing Cancan's level.

At this time, Jing Cancan was reading a book in his apartment with three bedrooms and two living rooms.

It is not a matter of words to resume painting and regaining her former major. She has purchased a large number of books on the Internet and is desperately trying to acquire knowledge.

Since she signed up, she must get a good grade. She can't just stay in the bookmaker's company as a small clerk all her life, she also wants to have her own career and her own dreams.

Therefore, she asked Zhuang Xiaoyue some time ago what major she studied in school and what she was good at.

At that time, Zhuang Xiaoyue told a lot of interesting stories when they were studying together, "Oh, I'm not interested in design. If my family forced me to learn, I really don't want to learn. My brother thinks that if a girl is a designer, This name is quite compelling, it's better than a secretary or something like that."

"Cancan, have you really thought about it? Do you want to return to the ranks of designers? The interior decoration is very tiring. You have to measure the room, run the construction site, and the construction site is so dirty!"

Jing Cancan nodded heavily, "That's for sure. Since you also said that I used to draw very well, it means that I really liked this major at the time, so it was decided."

Sitting in the study, Jing Cancan couldn't help showing a smile when she thought of the conversation she had had with Zhuang Xiaoyue some time ago.

Tired of reading books, she came to stretch and came to the easel, ready to mix some paints and practice her hands by painting a picture.

She had just adjusted the paint when she heard a knock on the door.

Jing Cancan frowned and walked out of the study and opened the door. He saw Jing's wife, Jing's father, Jing Guoguang, and the two brothers, Jing Ren and Jing Huai, entering the room.

Mrs. Jing looked displeased and looked at the three-bedroom, two-bedroom apartment with a look of contempt, her tone full of disgust.

"This is your new home? The big villa is over a thousand square meters, isn't it enough for you to live on several floors? Do you have to nest in such a shabby place? Look at this living room, it's as small as a bird's nest."

Jing Guoguang also looked sad, and said bitterly, "Cancan, you are not at home, we have no taste to eat, and we are not motivated to do anything. Think about how happy you are at home when you are at home! It's like a family! You make it seem like we are not a family now. Is it easy for me and your mother to pull you? On the contrary, I love you even more, because I love you so much that your two brothers were jealous when they were young!"

Jingren looked at the third room, and then visited the other two rooms. When he saw the easel in the study, he was a little surprised, "Cancan, have you been painting again recently?"

Jing Huai was very happy when he heard it, "Your memory has recovered?"

Jing Cancan glanced at the four of them, and then said slowly, "No recovery, it was Xiaoyue who said that the major we once studied was environmental art. I used to be good at drawing, so I just wanted to give it a try."

"I see."

"Oh okay?"

The two brothers were suddenly a little lost.

Jing Ren looked at Jing Cancan in front of her. She was wearing home clothes, with a slender figure and a radiant look, and the look between her eyebrows was very seductive.

Especially the pair of phoenix eyes, with a hint of charm invisibly.

She is really not the same as before.

Jing Ren sighed inwardly, and couldn't help but think of Ruan Su's warning and persuasion, more of which was unwillingness and reluctance, but what else could be done? "Aunt, aunt, little ancestor, little ancestor, aunt..."

As soon as he heard that he was reciting the scriptures like a monk again, Jing Cancan became annoyed, "Can you stop reciting it?"

Although she had long expected that the Jing family would come to the door one day, she did not expect that Jingren would start to read again after she came to the door.

"Cancan, don't you miss us? Don't your brother miss you too much? Look, he misses you so badly, what auntie every day must be heard by your own ears. "The more Mrs. Jing spoke, the sadder she became. Tears welled up as she spoke, "I'm just a daughter like you. What does it look like when you move out and live, and others will laugh at me?"

Jing Cancan is not a hard-hearted person. Seeing her mother cry so sadly, she is also a little uncomfortable.

But if you go back obediently, then what is your well-decorated cozy nest? If you leave for a while and then go back, wouldn't your previous efforts be in vain if you give up halfway?

She hardened her heart, "Mom, I just moved out, I just want to live independently, you should be happy for my growth, not to hold me back and prevent me from progressing."

"When did you become so hard-hearted? Are you so hard-hearted?" Mrs. Jing cried again, her voice full of grievance, "You can make progress if you want, and we agree if you want to go to work. , it doesn't matter if you want to go out to play, but I can't accept you moving out and splitting up with us."

"Do you have the heart to see your mother so sad and painful?" Jing Huai's heart was like a knife, "eldest brother's health is not good, maybe one day... Cancan, don't you leave our family, okay?"

"I've made up my mind." Jing Cancan persuaded the family's hard-hearted words, without the slightest bit of heartbreak, only boredom.

"Cancan! You haven't even answered your mother's phone these days. You don't know how painful and sad your mother is. People often say that daughters are parents' little padded jackets. You really don't want to be a mother's little boy anymore. Is the padded jacket?" Mrs. Jing took Jing Cancan's hands and raised her hazy teary eyes to look at her daughter.

"Mom, it's not that I don't answer your phone, it's that you don't have anything to do when you pick it up, and then let my elder brother start reading in my ear, who doesn't bother me? I'm human too! I'm not anything Pets, it's not a garbage can to take that."