I Only Want to Farm Chapter 455: 10 years

The two were discussing at the back. Although they were a little far away, they didn't know that Qin Yu had heard all of this. She didn't intervene because she had already surpassed the two of them in terms of political views and business ability. She only cared about Ye Yan. That fellow.

Escaped? She is not surprised.

"And he will run abroad." When Qin Yu said, Jiaojiao was surprised, "So thorough?"

"No way, Ye Zhun has the upper hand now, plus his mother is quite powerful, she will definitely follow his whereabouts, plus the Wen family will not let it go, the combination of politics and business is too dangerous in the country, even if you change your identity and confuse in the country Low and restrained, you know, there are many Chinese people, many people, many mouths and eyes, and there are too many opportunities to be exposed, so going abroad is the best choice.”

This is also the reason why Wen Heng has not been able to find Ye Yan's news, even Qin Yu gave up tracking him early.

"Now it's time to fight. I kicked him out of the Ye family, causing him to have a substantial lead over me. Now I am at least on the same starting line as him. Maybe I have an advantage, but he doesn't care about the means. , has been involved in gangsters, and the future is hard to say."

What Qin Yu is most afraid of is Ye Yan's ability to confuse gangsters. This person is too good at winning people's hearts, and he really cannot be underestimated.

"What are you afraid of? After the Jing Lingmu grows, you can learn a policeman's spell in the future, use a branch to make a small bracelet for Yu Mama to wear, and you can feel her through the bracelet. We are not afraid of business wars, but we are afraid that something will happen to Yu Mama, and then you will learn some martial arts in the future, and turn around to teach Father Qin, it will be fine."

Jiaojiao is not a mortal, and her way of thinking is completely high-martial fantasy. Qin Yu thinks this reminder is reliable!

"Then what do you think my next mission will be? Xianxia or martial arts?"

"Don't be naive, no matter how dangerous the xianxia and martial arts are, they are not considered unlucky in a sense, but more opportunities. Full cheating copy."

Can you stop talking about the last days!

Qin Yu scolded, Jiaojiao scolded back: Damn, I'm not the only one who mentioned it, you also mentioned it yourself!

Anyway, let's raise that boy Shitou first.

While the two families were playing and laughing, in the urban area of ​​City H, the girl who had made Qin Yu jealous had just finished taking a shower, walked out of the bathroom in her pajamas, stood in front of the huge French window, and said on the phone: "I I don’t plan to go to city b now...city h is boring? It’s hard to say, it used to be quite boring, but recently it’s quite interesting, who? Why should I tell you.”

After a few words, she asked: "How is my cousin doing recently? Has she returned to China? She hasn't returned yet, so what's the point of City B..."

The voice of the conversation is getting weaker and weaker, but it is basically related to one person.

Cousin.

After hanging up the phone, she wiped her hair and played with her mobile phone over and over again. When she heard the sound from the TV behind her, she turned her head and glanced at it, which happened to be a city view of New York City.

After a moment of silence, she couldn't help but make a phone call. After a while, a voice came from there.

"Qingji?"

It is soft, but not weak. It has the refreshing feeling of the cool breeze passing through the gap between the rocks in the mountains and forests, and it also has the calm and elegant feeling of the ice spring condensing from the Tianchuan.

Probably, this is a woman who makes people feel alluring just by listening to her voice.

"Cousin, it's me..."

Mei Qingji no longer looked like she was laughing and wrangling with others just now, even though she was separated by the mobile phone, she subconsciously held the mobile phone with both hands, with a serious expression and a little flustered.

This is rare, because Mei Qingji is at the top of the high school circle in City H.

She is extremely cold.

"I just wanted to call you and ask when you will return to China..." She tried her best to communicate with her younger sister's tone.

On the other side of the phone, in the distant Empire State Building in New York, in an old-style office, a woman put down the documents in her hand out of politeness, turned her chair, and looked at the steel city outside, holding the phone with her slender white wrist , each finger is like a jade carving, frozen in the cold mountain for many years, after being thawed by the spring breeze and drizzle for many years, it is cold and warm, just like her smiling style with downcast eyes.

No matter how elegant and charming, it is also alienated and distant.

Like the unreachable fairy shadow in the painting wall.

"Going back to China? There is no plan yet, but I will probably go back during the Spring Festival. My family reminds me."

After another two or three conversations, Mei Qingji restrained her joy and joy, and ended the conversation on her own initiative, "Then I won't bother you, cousin, see you in the Chinese New Year."

There are still several months left before Chinese New Year.

The woman didn't say much, she just hung up the phone, and then, with her left hand lightly pressed on a document, her eyes lingered for a moment on a family photo on her right.

The obscurity that seems to be hard to hide is gradually flowing in the time of the fleeting time.

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Time is like running water, the dungeon has been a nurse for ten years, d-1800, Barcelona, ​​the sun is just right, in the courtyard of a villa combining Chinese and Western, green and green, flowers and plants are fragrant, the sight is inward, and the window is in the wind. The bathroom door of the room was closed, and the sound of water came from inside. Looking out, the wisteria flowers and trees passed by, and the car slowly drove in. After parking outside, the boy who got out of the car was about 1.85 meters tall, with a slender figure and silky hair. Inky black, slightly curly and messy, pale skin, thin lips tightly pressed, but not arrogant, politely nodded to the neighbors and tourists who greeted him warmly, and then walked towards the house bathed in the sun.

"oh, hes really charming~~"

"ilikehiseyes~"

A group of women couldn't help but sigh ~IndoMTL.com~ but they also sensed the indifference inherent in his politeness.

Like obsidian, mysterious and cold.

But they still couldn't help it, so they asked his name, the neighbor next door thought for a while, and said in broken Chinese: "Qin Lei."

Seeing that there was no one on the first floor, Qin Lei looked around the room. He put down his schoolbag, packed up the scattered snacks, books, and other miscellaneous things on the coffee table, then rolled up his sleeves and went into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, took out fruits and vegetables to cook. salad.

When he was almost done, he heard Qin Yu's footsteps coming downstairs, so he sped up his movements and brought out a plate of salad, "I think you haven't eaten yet, the salad is ready, you..."

As he was talking, he turned his head to look at the stairs as he walked towards the dining room, froze for a moment, looked away, and put a plate of salad on the table.

Qin Yu came down wiping her hair, looked at the salad, "Ah, you are good at cooking, did you take a cooking class at school?"

"No, just do it casually, how about you? Take a bath during the day?"

His eyes stayed on her wet hair, but did not go down.

Qin Yu put the towel aside, picked up a fork and ate a piece, and said, "I'm going out."

"Do you want to change places? Or run errands?"