Su Qian couldn't help but laugh: "Cheers, I wish Xinxin a good life in the future!"
"Cheers!" Xinxin smiled sweetly.
Hang Jingye glanced at Jiang Sisi.
On the way back, Huo Zhongting drove.
While waiting at the red light, his palm covered the back of Su Qian's hand: "Qian Qian has the final say whether or how many children we will have in the future."
"Okay, then it depends on your performance!"
Huo Zhongting leaned over and kissed her open red lips.
Su Qian's heart was beating loudly.
The man's kiss deepened, and the woody scent on his body made her breath stop.
"The light is green!" Su Qian reminded him.
Huo Zhongting let go of her, drove the car back to the community attentively, and parked in the parking lot.
He hugged Su Qian directly and put her on his lap.
The man clasped her waist, kissed her again, held her hand, and led his soft fingers to different places.
"Are you satisfied with this performance?" he asked hoarsely.
Su Qian's face turned red as a tomato, her fingers retracted like an electric shock, and he pressed them back hard.
…
After a few days.
Su Qian called Jiang Sisi and asked her if Tang Sicheng's money had been given to her.
"He said he really didn't have any money, so he gave me 30,000 yuan first. Then he paid me his salary every month."
Jiang Sisi sighed, "I can only believe him this time."
After all, if he really wanted to sell his house, he would have to find a lawyer and go through the process, which would take a long time.
Su Qian nodded: "As long as he is willing to give it. If it doesn't work, just bother the lawyer then."
"I think so too." Jiang Sisi said.
She is in a good mood now and is more motivated at work.
After Su Qian was busy all morning, she went downstairs to have lunch.
Yang Qian sat down with her lunch and chatted while eating.
Su Yujie came over with two bottles of drinks and handed one to each of them.
The last time Yang Qian saw her, she was mocking Su Qian with Luo Yiting who had resigned.
She didn't take the drink.
Naturally, Su Qian wouldn't want it.
"Su Qian, let's chat for a few words." Su Yujie said with a good-tempered smile.
"Let's chat."
"Shall we find a place alone?"
"Don't be embarrassed. This is my colleague. There is nothing she can't listen to."
Su Yujie couldn't help but feel embarrassed. She didn't want to put the matter of asking for help on the table.
But looking at Su Qian's attitude, he would not give her a chance alone.
She had no choice but to ask in a low voice: "Um, do you know Hang Jingye?"
Su Qian was eating and didn't answer.
"I want to have a dinner with him. Can you help me get in touch? Or give me his contact information."
Su Qian showed a formula-like smile: "What do you think?"
"Su Qian, we are also sisters after all. Although we are noisy, we are just fighting, kissing, scolding and loving, right? If I really make any progress in my career, I will give you a hand and you can do it. Get up quickly. You think so?"
"I'm sorry, Hang Jingye and I are just acquaintances. It's impossible to get in touch with him, and I don't have his contact information."
"You!" Su Yujie's face changed slightly.
"Even if there is, I can't possibly give it to you!"
Su Yujie became even more angry.
Su Qian added: "Now you know me, okay? As a reporter, I do have the opportunity to come into contact with various investors, but... I can't introduce them to you. Are you satisfied with this answer?" ?”
Su Yujie was reminded and suddenly remembered that Su Qian's career did have a variety of opportunities.
For example, she had interviewed Beisen before, and also interviewed Xu Wei, an elite investment banker.
She had always underestimated Su Qian, so she didn't seize these opportunities.
The only strange thing is that Su Qian has always been rude, so he would quarrel with her!
Su Yujie regretted and blamed Su Qian.
Su Qian pulled Yang Qian and stood up: "Come on, Sissy, I'll buy you coffee!"
Su Yujie's nose was almost crooked with anger.
…
On weekends, Su Qian accompanied Jiang Sisi to Tang Sicheng's residence to pick up her clothes and daily necessities.
She had been busy taking care of Xinxin before, so she hadn't had time to finish packing her things.
Jiang Sisi hugged her heart, and Su Qian accompanied her upstairs.
Arriving at the door, Jiang Sisi knocked on the door.
The person who opened the door was Tang Sicheng. He looked haggard and looked like he hadn't shaved in several days.
The money that Tang's mother had lost seemed to be a big blow to him.
Jiang Sisi said: "I will pack things."
Tang Sicheng was about to speak when Tang's mother came over.
She said boredly: "I threw away all your things."
"How could you throw it away?" Jiang Sisi said angrily.
"How do I know you still want it? They are just some rags and old daily necessities, kept to occupy my son's space!"
"Get it back for me!"
"I threw it in the trash can and I can't find it back!" Mother Tang said confidently.
Jiang Sisi said coldly: "Okay, since you are like this, then don't blame me for being ruthless."
When Tang's mother found out that they were divorced, Jiang Sisi couldn't control them at all, and was very proud: "Don't make it sound like you still have feelings for each other."
"I also have a bottle of heart disease medicine here, Qianqian, please throw it away for me later."
"What!" Tang's mother suddenly became excited.
She had undergone heart surgery before. Domestic medicines were too expensive to afford, and they were often out of stock.
Later, Jiang Sisi used various methods to buy some medicine that others had brought back from abroad.
The price is very cheap, but it is difficult to buy.
Although Mrs. Tang's health is much better, she still has to take this medicine several times a year.
If Jiang Sisi hadn't mentioned it, she would have forgotten that Jiang Sisi bought this medicine.
The remaining bottle is still in Jiang Sisi's hand.
Su Qian understood and said to Jiang Sisi: "Sister Sisi, let's go first. I'll give you some clothes when I get back."
"Okay." Jiang Sisi said, "Or you can accompany me to buy a few pieces. Let's go shopping."
Tang Sicheng was angry: "Jiang Sisi, don't go too far."
"Tang Sicheng, I don't want any old clothes! Throw them away wherever you like!"
Su Qian and Jiang Sisi went downstairs together.
Tang's mother hurriedly went to the second bedroom to get clothes. Tang Sicheng saw her packing into two packages and asked her, "Mom, why are you lying?"
"I'm not thinking that the things she doesn't want can be given to your aunt to wear. They are all good clothes and not broken. Give her the clothes and get the medicine back for me!"
Tang Sicheng was speechless for a while.
…
Su Qian accompanied Jiang Sisi downstairs.
Seeing that she was not in a good mood, he comforted her: "If the old one doesn't go, the new one won't come."
"This is the truth. When I think about it, I always feel that my years are not worth it." Jiang Sisi couldn't hide her sadness.
"It's okay, it will be fine in the future."
Jiang Sisi nodded, but Su Qian could see that the divorce still had an indelible impact on her.
Who can go through this without any emotional upheaval?
