At Jinghai International Airport, An Xiaoxiao watched Yu Lin and Uncle Lin enter the security check, and his heart was sour, and the tears in his eyes began to surge.

Turning her back, she walked outside the airport with the words of the attending physician in her mind.

"Your mother's condition is alleviated, and conservative treatment has the least damage to the body. This is also her own choice. In addition, traveling to benefit physical and mental health, as long as the amount of exercise is well controlled, it may not be a bad thing."

However, in case of anything, An Xiaoxiao could not bear to leave, but could not help but let go.

Always respect your mother's opinions. Just as for so many years, my mother always respects her opinions.

Of course, except for the matter of marrying Jiang Muye.

Thinking of Jiang Muye's little irritability, if he did not marry him, his mother would not leave in peace.

However, this seems to have nothing to do with him...

What a contradiction!

In addition, when he left midway yesterday, An Xiao was careful that there was always a pimple inside, or he could not go directly, he would go and leave halfway, or in such a scene, it was a little too much!

……

Lin Zheng drove out of the airport parking lot and saw An Xiao walked alone by the road without going far.

"Second Lord, is that Miss An on the side?"

Jiang Muye turned her head to look over. It was still the red coat, and her tall and straight back was particularly eye-catching.

Lin Zheng spontaneously leaned over the car and lowered the window, "Miss An."

An Xiaoxiao turned his head, and the tears in his eyes were particularly dry, "Assistant Lin."

The rear window lowered to reveal Jiang Muye's handsome, angular face, "Get in the car."

An Xiaoxiao ignored him and went straight to Lin Zhengdao, "Thank you Lin Zhu, I have other things."

This is rejected!

Lin Zheng didn't dare to move, nor did he dare to look at Jiang Muye's expression in the rear-view mirror.

The two sides stalemate, Jiang Muye said lightly, "What a stunned, driving."

Lin Zheng hesitated for a moment and stepped on the accelerator. An Xiaoxiao's back became smaller and smaller in the rearview mirror.

"Miss Ann seems to be crying..." Lin Zheng said abruptly.

Jiang Muye raised his chin, "Why are you so obedient today!"

Hayashi, “……”

It's wrong not to be obedient, but obedient or wrong, this assistant takes it.

"So, turn back?" Lin Zheng asked.

Jiang Muye glanced at him, "What a waste!"

Lin Zheng understands, Erye is also a little awkward, it seems embarrassed.

Lin Zheng was busy finding a junction and turning back. There was no trace of An Xiao on the road.

"Otherwise, shall I make a phone call? It will take time. It should not be far away."

Lin Zheng tentatively asked.

Jiang Muye glanced out the window, "Go back, she is not a child anymore."

"Second man, in fact, women are very coaxing, when sad, one shoulder is enough."

As an assistant, Lin Zhengjue should discuss with Jiang Muye how to coax girls even if it is just for a good working environment.

Jiang Muye stretched out his hand and opened his tie, "Are you in love?"

"No! But it's always unacceptable!"

Jiang Muye was a little irritable, "What else?"

Lin Zheng held back with a smile, "Flowers, bags, cosmetics, clothes, diamonds, cards, just brush it!"

Jiang Muye thought for a while, "Order a bunch of roses and send them to Tingzhuxuan. There are many empty vases at home."

"If you decorate the vase, it is better to buy the lily, and the taste is fresh." Lin Zhengyi's serious advice.

Jiang Muye kicked the back of the driver's seat with a cool sentence, "What a waste!"

……

At Home Cafe, An Xiaoxiao saw a familiar figure standing at the bar and smiled at her as soon as she entered the door.

A pure black hand-made suit makes the man Zhilan Yushu stand tall and handsome.

The handsome facial features of Junlang can naturally withstand the reputation of "the master is like a jade and the son is unparalleled".

He still has the smell of wind and dust, but his smile is full of tenderness and spoiling.

"Brother Qi Chen." An Xiaoxiao smiled at him, "Are you back?"