"Are you really craving ice cream? Or do you just want a quiet place?"
"The lemon vanilla ice cream here is really delicious. Come on, have a bite!"
Because it was not the answer he wanted, the gentle expression on Yucheng's face became stiff. Yucheng's change made Yin Qingshan feel cold in his heart. Intuitively, she could guess what her son-in-law was going to say next, and all the nerves in her body suddenly became tense, and the hand that raised the spoon to Yu Cheng's mouth slowly dropped.
"I won't. You can eat it yourself. I'll bring you two more later."
In order to ease the endless silence, Yucheng said comfortingly. Yin Qingshan's teeth hurt from the cold, and tears gradually oozed from her eyes, but she still ate stubbornly.
"Seungmei likes strawberry-flavored things very much, except ice cream. She likes lemon-vanilla flavor like me. If you don't have it, sea salt mango will also work."
The simple words broke through the long-term erratic feelings, but they suppressed Yucheng like a big stone. His lips trembled and his breathing became hoarse.
"It turns out, mother-in-law, your favorite thing has never been chocolate oranges, but why are there so many things that I don't know? If it weren't for the fact that Chengmei and I unexpectedly became colleagues, I wouldn't have known that she had gone through everything like that alone. "
The setting sun reflected Yin Qingshan's face, which looked extremely beautiful, and her red lips were very beautiful. However, in Yucheng's view, it was an illusory, untouchable and desolate beauty. It was this that kept him immobile. Yin Qingshan tremblingly stretched his hand towards Yu Cheng's face. The warmth conveyed by his hands made Yucheng understand that this was not a dream. For a moment, the tears accumulated in Yucheng's eyes kept flowing down.
"I never meant to blame you, I just felt it was a pity. You and Chengmei were too busy in the years after your marriage, and neither of you thought about stopping where you were and waiting for the other."
As Yin Qingshan explained, he stroked Yucheng's face with his white and thin hands, as if he wanted to carve Yucheng into his mind forever.
"Sorry, sorry mom..."
Yucheng couldn't control himself due to the surging emotions. Yin Qingshan stretched out his arms and immediately took him into his arms who was choking and speechless...
At 16.00PM, Jin Zhiyuan stayed furtively at Yucheng's and Mingyao's desks for a while, and then went to the empty lounge to get some large black sealed bags. When she looked around and put the flyer into the sealed bag, and then was about to put it into her backpack, Shen Zhenghuan stood behind her with black lines on his face and his hands on his hips.
"Our Zhiyuan looks so laid-back? Tell me, when do you plan to go out?"
"Please, Brother Zhenghuan, I have just compiled the list of new customers you want. Just let me rest for ten minutes."
Zhiyuan took a big breath of fear, turned around and answered Shin Zhenghuan with a smile.
"So, how long will I have to take a break?!"
Shin Jung Hwan's eyes quickly glanced at Ji Won's arms crossed on her bag and her curled legs. Finally, he was tightly fixed in her twinkling and restless eyes. To Shin Jung-hwan, who has read countless people, it seems that Ji-won's eyes are as blurry as if they were filled with sand. As if aware of the discomfort between them, Shin Jung-hwan smiled bitterly and took the backpack placed on Zhiyuan's knees in his hands, squeezing it hard with a shocking smile.
"I don't have a good memory. It seems like you were already sitting here thinking about it half an hour ago. Seriously? What kind of idea did you have this time?!"
Being with Zhou Mingyao, Zheng Yucheng or anyone else would make people feel terrifying and narrow. Especially if you can smell his scent permeating the surroundings, it often means that you may die in pain at any time. But Kim Ji-won is so calm and composed, unlike anyone else. Shen Zhenghuan suddenly felt a punch hit the iron plate studded with nails. He could only take a step back uncomfortably, and added in kind.
"Agent Zhou and Agent Zheng's flyers must be completed today. This is what you promised me personally at noon!"
"I know, you've said it over eight hundred times."
Shen Zhenghuan changed his posture with a smirk on his face. It's like Jiwon never said anything weird. Zhiyuan didn't take that trick and just pretended to clean up the messy table.
"Be more agile in your movements, otherwise I will ask the branch manager to personally invite you to make this trip."
Hearing Shin Jung-hwan's overwhelming cry, Kim Ji-won chuckled gloomily and hurried to the door as if she was flying over a wall.
"Really, let me do so many things by myself! Hey, Dad, do you know that my life in the branch is so difficult!"
"Sister Minhe?! Do you just want to sit there and watch the show with peace of mind? Last Friday, I helped you identify the 3V customers in the credit group. There are also 4V customers such as President Wang and President Song of Qingyi Group. I also asked my father to come forward. I got it for you. Besides that, I help you deal with all the unfinished things."
Kim Ji-won's greatest advantage is her cheerfulness. Without thinking, she threw her backpack in front of the idle Zheng Minhe. If it had been anyone else, this would have been absolutely impossible. Minhe lay on the table in embarrassment, squinting his eyes and frowning for a while, as if it was difficult to see. Supervisor Sun Meiyu on the side stood directly behind Jin Zhiyuan, waiting for the answer to the inappropriate question.
Minhe forced a smile to make herself look happy, but her heart was depressed as she stared at the cloudy sky outside the window. Perhaps a few tears falling from the sky at this moment would be a real relief.
"Director Shen! Your subordinates are threatening my apprentice, come here and deal with it!" Sun Meiyu shouted in a difficult tone. His eyes were still looking at Zheng Minha without blinking.
"I'm so sorry, Zhiyuan. Seungmi from our team is not here, and all her work has been handed over to me. If this were not the case, I would have applied to Sister Meiyu even if you didn't tell me."
"Pretend! You're obviously not busy at all, okay! Zheng Minha, I watched you for two cups of coffee, 13 trips to the bathroom, 4 touch-ups of makeup, and 9 whispers with colleagues all afternoon. Don't tell me that this is what you call busy! What a loss! I helped you with good intentions, but you just send me away like this? This is so despicable."
A gust of wind came from outside the door. Jin Zhiyuan's white shirt was fluttered by the wind, and she walked with an extremely proud posture. Minhe glanced at Sun Meiyu and then stared back at the computer screen with all her attention.
Shin Zhenghuan said nothing and looked at Sun Meiyu who was walking towards her with an expressionless expression. Meiyu snorted and immersed herself in the pile of documents (fishing).
"It's hard to be a human being! It's even harder to support a family! Now I can't tell whether we are employees of the branch or laborers distributing leaflets! It would be better if we were given additional part-time fees! Calculated in one month , I work overtime for as many days as I have to work. It’s almost nerve-wracking!”
Shen Zhenghuan stretched his waist and walked behind Sun Meiyu with a big belly. Perhaps supervisors have a unique magnetic field. His face is a bit long, his eyes are neither big nor small, his nose is small, and his lips are slightly raised like a rebel, which makes him look very attractive.
"Who says it's not the case? If you send out flyers, it's not as good as in vain! Working from 8 in the morning to 8 in the evening is a single day off. In the eyes of the branch manager, it's just a boring time spent by boring people."
The lifeless office area suddenly echoed with the laughter of my coffee partner, as if he couldn't even laugh or cry. Colleagues who passed by turned to look at Sun Meiyu and Shen Zhenghuan. Shin Zhenghuan rolled up his sleeves, revealing the luxury watch on his wrist, and deliberately revealed the brand-name belt around his waist, and aimed at his colleagues with a very scary and low look.
