After a long time, Zhang Qingyunhuai put down the New Year's Eve and started the car again and was very familiar with the environment. However, in recent years, Chengdu's urban construction has been very disturbing, and it is still very important to have been the past.

Don't.

Zhang Qingyun drove around for a long time, but still couldn't reach the entrance to the main city. "Squeak!" he stopped the car and finally couldn't help but get down to ask for directions.

He opened the car door and looked up. He was very familiar! He looked at the buildings on both sides of the street carefully and his eyes jumped. He saw the piano store. Isn’t this Ling Xuefei’s home?

Smiling bitterly, Zhang Qingyun took out the phone again, thinking that he was just calling this girl to ask for directions? He was really like a thief. Besides, he was on a national tour, and now he was not in Rongcheng, so what are he afraid of?

When the phone was connected, Ling Xuefei's lazy voice came from inside: "Brother Qingyun, if you remember correctly, this is the first time you have called me on your own initiative, right?"

"What are you doing? Sleeping?" Zhang Qingyun frowned.

"Ah Heart" Zhang Qingyun heard the yawn. It confirmed his guess. Before Ling Xuefei could speak, he hurriedly said: "That's right, from your house, I'm talking about how to get into the city where the piano shop is! The road seems to be different from before."

"My home?" Ling Xuefei responded vaguely, "Oh, I know, the road has been changed, now it has been changed to a fast road." She said halfway. She immediately stopped and seemed to be awake, and said:

"You" where are you now? I need to confirm your location to make it easier to guide you!"

"I" Zhang Qingyun frowned and didn't think much. He looked around and reported the street name to him.

"Well, wait a moment. Me." I looked at the traffic map and called me immediately!" Ling Xuefei said, hanging up the phone with a snap.

Listening to the blind voice of "beeping" on the phone, Zhang Qingyun was stunned. How could this girl go to the city on the street in front of her and still have to look at the traffic map? He felt something was wrong. He hesitated and looked around, wanting to find other passers-by to ask again.

"Dong!Dong!" Zhang Qingyun heard someone knocking on the front cover of his car. He turned around and took a step back. Who was not Ling Xuefei standing next to the car?

She dressed up very differently, perhaps because she was afraid that people would recognize her. She held a red turban on her head, only a little bit of her face was exposed, she was wearing pajamas, flat sandals under her feet, and a pair of crystal-clear jade feet were exposed in the air, making people want to take a look more.

"Why don't you go in and sit in front of your house? You're not that good enough!" Ling Xuefei said with a smile, with a hint of unpredictable smell in his eyes!

"I said," Zhang Qingyun opened his mouth and looked around, frowned and waved his hand, "Get in, get in! Go in through the front door!"

Zhang Qingyun is indeed afraid that people will see it. Ling Xuefei is indeed a little hot recently. Maybe there will be paparazzi in front and behind the house. If those guys take photos, they will really jump into the Yellow River and can't wash it clearly.

Ling Xuefei smiled charmingly, as if he was very proud; he opened the car door and sat in the passenger seat, and Zhang Qingyun drove around the front door. The changes here are indeed very big. The farmland at the door of the villa was gone before, but instead it was a park. A new pavilion and rockery was built inside, which was quite like that.

"Well, the environment here is getting better and better! But who will play in this place to build a park?" Zhang Qingyun looked out the window and smiled.

Ling Xuefei smiled and said, "Look at it carefully? It's a golf course! I invested in it, and the conditions here are much better than Xuanwu Club!"

Zhang Qingyun looked back at her in surprise, nodded and said, "It's not bad! He has been doing so successfully in the music industry, and he finally has other ambitions?"

"Here, my Mr. Zhang, please see the road when driving!" Ling Xuefei pointed to the front and said, Zhang Qingyun raised his eyes and found that he had indeed arrived at the door.

After parking the car, Ling Xuefei went down and brushed the magnetic strips. The door opened automatically, and Zhang Qingyun slowly drove the car in.

Ling Xuefei's house is still the same, and the facilities are even more luxurious than that of the Nanshan Villa. Zhang Qingyun couldn't help but admire him when he was there.

When he arrived at the living room, Zhang Qingyun was even a little restrained. Ling Xuefei smiled and said, "What's wrong? The boss is still restrained when he comes to my artist's house? No way?"

Zhang Qingyun frowned and glared at her. Ling Xuefei smiled sweeter, and reached out and pulled one of Zhang Qingyun's arms to pull him into the door. Her hands were very soft, and the two of them were in contact with each other. Zhang Qingyun felt his heart swaying.

"Sit! Let's sit! Wouldn't you get married? Why are you so separated?" Ling Xuefei said.

"Who is a divorce?" Zhang Qingyun raised his eyebrows and said, "Say all the boundless words!" After saying that, he sat on the sofa.

Ling Xuefei narrowed his eyes and stared at his face and said, "Is that so? Then why didn't you even want to come in and sit in after you've arrived at my door?" He sat next to Zhang Qingyun while he said. Zhang Qingyun felt a faint fragrance penetrated his nose. This was not the smell of perfume, but the fragrance of a woman's body.

When she turned her head, she saw Ling Xuefei looking at her with a smile. When she smiled, her whole body exuded an attractive charm. Because the distance was very close, Zhang Qingyun's eyes accidentally swept through her neck. The pajamas she could see clearly that her two hard little Luo Lei was. The inside of this girl's pajamas was empty.

"Aren't you going to tour the country? I thought you had left Rongcheng long ago. Who knew you were at home?" Zhang Qingyun said, not daring to look at her again, but the two of them were too close after all, and this feeling still made people feel uncomfortable. He had an idea and patted the sofa and said, "Sit over there and let me lie down, I feel a little sleepy!"

Ling Xuefei was stunned for a moment, then smiled, as if he had just opened a lily, which made people dare not look at her. She didn't expect Zhang Qingyun to pay attention to her affairs, and was very happy for a moment. She quickly got up and gave up her seat, and suddenly wondered whether he had watched his concert?

Thinking of what she said in the concert, her face became a little hot immediately, and she secretly looked at Zhang Qingyun with her eyes. But she saw that he was really wading on the sofa, with his long sofa guards on his head seemingly enjoying it.

Ling Xuefei's sofa was very soft. Zhang Qingyun felt very tired after lying down. Yesterday, he flew home and then received Li and the others. Later, he worked in the study for half a night, and was still lying on the bed and thinking about visiting Liu Jinran what he should pay attention to, so he almost didn't have much rest.

Now the overall situation has been settled, and I feel relaxed. In addition, Ling Xuefei's family is lazy. Zhang Qingyun really doesn't want to move. Thinking about the people he still wants to visit, Yang Xin must go there, his old boss, and now he is also the Secretary-General of the General Office of the Provincial Party Committee. No matter what aspect he says, the number of daggers must be done.

There are He Kun and Bo Yan, the leaders who must visit. Of course, Wei Qiang's family is also going to go. Wei Zhongguo is also caring for him. Youjia, and he can't say he doesn't want to go.

But no matter how tight it is, Zhang Qingyun really doesn't want to move at this moment. For the past few months, he has been concerned about the division of labor of the deputy minister. Now he has finally gotten rid of the crisis. The overall situation has been decided, so he has to take a break, right? Besides, he has not been there for the past few days when he visits the leader, and it is not too late to go again after work.

He was thinking randomly in his head and his eyes were closed. Gradually, he forgot about the surrounding environment, and he fell asleep,

Ling Xuefei came back from taking a shower and changing clothes. When she saw Zhang Qingyun sleeping soundly on the sofa, she couldn't help but smile and tiptoed to Zhang Qingyun. Looking at the sleeping man carefully, her face turned red.

A towel was brought from her room and covered with it. Ling Xuefei began to sit on the sofa in a daze. "My boyfriend is married!" This was her witty and humorous answer at the concert.

Of course, she said this with evidence. The person she was referring to was Zhang Qingqi. But was he his boyfriend? The two of them had never held hands seriously! As soon as they thought of this, a trace of sadness flashed across Ling Xuefei's face.

After spending a long time in the entertainment industry, Ling Xuefei has seen through many things. Even if the artists in the entertainment industry respond to their fans, they will not be able to enter the elegant hall in the end. For the upper class, the status of artists has not changed at all due to the increase in their income.

Of course, this is also related to the trend of the entertainment industry itself. A woman with starlight shining on the screen may become a plaything after stepping down, which is a reality. Ling Xuefei has experienced too many such people and things and has seen them too thoroughly!

She remembered what Zhang Qingyun once said. It was hard to have an intersection between the two. Ling Xuefei disagreed at that time, but now she realized the weight of this sentence. When she met Qingyun on her own, he was just a small town official, and the place she was in was a mountainous area that was too remote to be far away.

Later, the man came to Rongcheng and was just an insignificant little official.

But after several contacts, Ling Xuefei discovered that this man was extraordinary. This man had a kind of freedom and passion that other men did not have. Many things that others seemed very remarkable. He acted indifferently in many things that others pursued for.

From then on, Ling Xuefei felt that this man was worthy of love, and he had worked hard for it now, but the result confirmed that Zhang Qingyun said that there is too little intersection between people's lives.

But Ling Xuefei couldn't figure out whether Zhang Qingyun and Zhao Jiayao had any interaction? But they could finally achieve the right result. This problem has been lingering on her, making her worried. She couldn't sleep all night once,

Finally, she finally understood a fact. That is, her own star, what are the stars? That is a group of people who please the audience by virtue of their appearance or skills. To put it more thoroughly, they are high-end singers, and some people also sell their bodies and souls. No matter what the nature of the person is, as long as you enter this ***, this identity will be difficult to change.

But the stars are very well-known. Just imagine that Zhang Qingyun is an official, how could he accept himself? Even if he accepts himself, how much trouble he will bring to him will be.

Woolen cloth?

Destiny, everything seems to be destined. This makes Ling Xuefei feel uncomfortable. She is a proud person. Even though she was an orphan before, her pride of nature is difficult to change. Otherwise, she would have fallen like many female artists.

Ling Xuefei understood this truth and she was very unwilling to give in. She and Zhang Qingyun were the first to know each other, and the two could get along. But in the end, Zhao Jiayao combined with him. Ling Xuefei thought that this was not that Zhao Jiayao was more beautiful than him, nor that she was better than him. It was just the difference between the two. This difference was just a short distance from the world."

She was thinking a lot. After a long time, she looked up at the sleeping man on the sofa opposite. The corners of her mouth twitched, and her heart suddenly felt ache, as if her liver was being lifted, and it hurts heartbroken.

This man is the only man who has been moved since he was born. If he had not fulfilled his identity, the two might have been together for a long time. But now this man has become someone else's husband. Why is his fortune so cruel?

Zhang Qingyun turned over and murmured in his mouth. Ling Xuefei quickly stood up and walked closer. He gently touched his cheek with his hand, his face turned red and suddenly shrank back.

"Jiayao, stay for a few more days! Leave your husband alone in Rongcheng, you said, " Zhang Qingyun murmured.

Ling Xuefei was stunned, her watery eyes dripping around, thinking, "Why should I shrink my hand? I'm not a thief!" As she thought of this, she quickly stretched out her hand again. The slight heat exhaled from Zhang Qingyun's mouth made her little hands itchy. She couldn't help but smile, her eyebrows were full of gentleness,

"What did he say just now?" Ling Xuefei thought to himself, and then he was stunned. He immediately remembered that Mr. Zhao had moved to the capital now. No wonder he said something that asked Jia Yao to stay for a few more days.

Ling Xuefei snorted and screamed so stinging. Jiayao? Why didn’t he call him Yaoyao? When he thought of Zhao Jiayao’s cold and frosty appearance, Ling Xuefei could not hang up his image with this nickname. However, the jealousy in his heart could not be dispelled. This jealousy came inexplicably, but it was extremely strong, which made Ling Xuefei feel particularly uncomfortable.

"If you call Mr. Zhao Yaoyao if you change it to yourself, wouldn't it be Feifei?" Ling Xuefei suddenly had an idea in his mind, and his cheeks flushed, but there was something strange in his heart.

Why can Mr. Zhao have him? He can only see them staying together? Ling Xuefei's face keeps changing, and his heart is entangled by this question. He also thinks of the so-called successful people who have been around him in recent years.

They dress up like a decent person and are usually polite, but they immediately reveal their strength after saying a few words. These people are interested in this body. The feeling is completely different from the feeling of being with Zhang Qingyun.

After a long time, Ling Xuefei secretly walked out of the living room. He entered the room, took a deep breath and took out his cell phone and dialed a number. As soon as the phone was connected, her tone immediately turned cold and said, "Reply to all invitations for advertising and ease performances. After this national tour, I need to recuperate!"
Chapter completed!