Living With a Temperamental Adonis: 99 Proclamations of Love

Since the divorce, until now, as long as he spoke to her, the tone was ridiculous and impatient.

After listening so many times, every time, Cheng Qingcong couldn’t help but feel sad. She rubbed her fingertips on the screen of her mobile phone, pressed the pain in her heart, and said carefully: "My mother will arrive at Beijing Airport at 5 pm tomorrow. , Maybe at night..."

Although he said to help her, he said nothing. She moved everything away from his house. Her mother came to Beijing. He has a room in his house. If he stays in a hotel, he might be a little bad...

Cheng Qingchun bit his lower lip, so he had the courage to continue and said: "... To live at home, I... Can I decorate your home a little bit..."

Qin Yinan on the phone said nothing.

Cheng Qingcong did not know whether he agreed or not, so he said again: "...you can rest assured that I will not put a lot of my things in your house. When my mother is gone, I will clean up all those things and promise not to Leave you in trouble..."

Cheng Qingcong did not know how many days her mother would stay in Beijing, but she added: "...I will fight to let my mother go home early, try not to affect you for too long..."

The phone was suddenly broken by Qin Yinan, and the busy tone from the receiver was empty and long. He heard Cheng Qingcong in a panic.

"I will give you the key tomorrow morning." Qin Yinan interrupted Cheng Qingcong, simply lost a few words, and cut the phone directly.

The busy sound from the earpiece was empty and long, and Cheng Qingcong was panicking.

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Before going off work in the morning, Cheng Qingcong took a few days off, changed his work clothes, and walked out of the Four Seasons Hotel. He heard the whistle of the car not far away. Cheng Qingcong looked down and saw Qin sitting in the car. To the south.

Cheng Qingcong stepped forward, and before speaking, Qin Yinan threw the key into her arms across the falling window and turned the steering wheel to leave.

Cheng Qingcong returned home, did not rest, simply packed up some things, and went to the house south of Qin.

Cheng Qingcong did not bring much, put a few pairs of shoes in the shoe cabinet, put some women's daily necessities in the common toilet, and hung two pieces of her clothes on the balcony. She is the illusion of living here.

After finishing, Cheng Qingcong returned to the room he rented, rested at three o'clock in the afternoon, and went to the airport.

At five o'clock, Cheng Qingchun received his mother on time.

The mother and daughter hadn’t seen each other for a long time. It was inevitable that they had been chatting for a while. When she was about to walk out of the airport, Cheng mother looked around like twice, and asked, "Shallot, didn’t you come south?"

Except when she was married, this was the first time her mother came to Beijing. Qin Yinan, as his son-in-law, should have come to pick up.

Cheng Qingcong also knows the truth, but she and Qin Yinan are no longer married. He is willing to help her acting. How dare she ask for something else?

Cheng Qingcong lowered his eyes slightly to cover the gloom of his eyes, so he pretended to say lightly: "He wanted to pick you up, but this afternoon there is an important client who really can't get away."

"That's it..." Cheng Mu nodded reasonably, showing no sign of unhappiness: "Then let's hurry home and prepare dinner, so as not to go south to get off work and no food."