Seven years later.

Haochen Group, top floor, in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the president's office.

A tall and steep figure stood with his hands behind his back.

In the sunset and dusk, the man is stained with a little loneliness and desolation for no reason.

Zhang Minghui pushed the door and looked at the man in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. A strange feeling flashed in his eyes, "President, just got the news. Qingqing returned to City G at 6 o'clock this evening."

He thought that when Mo Ziyi heard this news, he would immediately turn his head in surprise.

However, Mo Ziyi did not move.

The tall body still maintained the posture she had just seen, and she didn't know which direction she looked outside the window.

Since Qingqing went abroad four years ago.

Mo Ziyi seemed to have become a different person, from the sunny and handsome pride of heaven before to the cold-hearted and indifferent man who cherishes his words as gold.

For four years, Zhang Minghui, the special assistant who follows him every day, laughed at him more than three days ago.

Just when Zhang Minghui thought that Mo Ziyi would not speak.

His voice came in a quiet and quiet voice, “Is it?”

There was no emotion in that voice.

The girl who was once held in his palm and doting on her hands seems to have nothing to do with now.

Zhang Minghui walked forward a few steps, standing behind Mo Ziyi, and looked at him gently, "Ziyi, don't you go to pick him up? Qingqing has been away for four years and finally comes back. I call to push the evening dinner..."

“No need!”

His words were interrupted by Mo Ziyi.

A low tone, a majesty that cannot be violated.

This was not stopped as Mo Ziyi, but as the president of Haochen Group.

Zhang Minghui's mouth moved.

I didn't dare to say anything else.

I just stood there and didn't leave.

It seemed that he was still waiting for something he ordered.

Another minute passed.

Mo Ziyi finally turned around, and her facial features, which were facing the light, were faintly cold and cold. She was three-dimensional and handsome, and she was maturing that was not in line with his age.

"If you want to pick up the plane, go and don't bring up old people and old things in front of her."

"Zi Yi, you..."

"You don't have to follow tonight's dinner."

Mo Ziyi didn't give him the chance to say what he shouldn't have said.

After saying that, he stepped on his long legs and returned to his desk, took the documents and continued to search.

Zhang Minghui looked at him with a silence, as if he knew that nothing he said was useless, so he turned around and left the office.

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The airport is a gathering and parting place.

Some people cry and some people laugh, and there is never a shortage of joy and sorrow.

Qin Qingqing walked out of the security check and saw Zhang Minghui waving at her with a sign and grinning at her, a hint of astonishment flashed through her eyes.

"Brother Xiaohui, why are you here?"

She is a limited-edge skirt with delicate facial features and a shallow smile. Even when she walks in the crowd, she can be recognized at a glance.

"I heard about your return flight, of course I have to pick you up. If you haven't seen you for four years, Qingqing, you are becoming more and more beautiful and charming."

"Brother Xiaohui, do I also need to praise you with respect?"

Qin Qingqing asked with a smile, and her bright smile made Zhang Minghui feel an illusion.

It seems like everything is still four years ago.

However, the next second, Qin Qingqing's voice shattered his illusion, "Brother Xiaohui, how are you all doing in the past four years?"

Her voice suddenly became softer and softer.

There was a faint smile in her beautiful almond eyes. A seemingly unrestless sentence was only after a tremendous wave of baptism in her heart that she was able to calmly overflow red lips.

Taking advantage of the airport lights, Zhang Minghui looked at Qin Qingqing and smiled, with his quiet eyebrows and eyes, and hesitated for a second.

He said with a low smile, "Everyone is very good, give me a gift box. You have been on the plane for so long, and you must be tired and hungry. Let's go home first and then chat slowly."

Qin Qingqing did not refuse and said to him, "Thank you, Brother Xiaohui."

Then he loosened the suitcase lever.

Getting into the car, Zhang Minghui turned to look at Qin Qingqing in the passenger seat, and asked with a smile, "Qingqing, are you not leaving when you come back this time?"

Qin Qingqing is wearing a seat belt.

When she heard Zhang Minghui's words, she paused slightly.

After only a moment, he buckled his seat belt calmly, then raised his head and answered his words, "Well, my dad is in a bad health. I won't leave when I come back this time."

"Okay, you have been away for four years. We all miss you. Just don't leave when you come back."

Everyone Zhang Minghui said, of course, also includes Mo Ziyi.

Qin Qingqing was stunned for a moment.

Soon he suppressed his emotions again, raised his eyebrows and asked, "No one told me when I came back this time, how did you know?"

"Don't Uncle Qin know, don't you?"

Zhang Minghui looked at her in surprise.

Qin Qingqing shook her head, "I want to give my dad a surprise, but I haven't told him yet."

If she had said that, her father Qin Mu would have come to the airport early to wait.

And she doesn't like someone to pick her up.

So no one said that, and came back quietly.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Minghui found out.

As the car was on the road, Zhang Minghui drove attentively, and Qin Qingqing turned sideways and looked out the window.

In four years, everything in this city has become unfamiliar, and there is no familiar shadow in the traffic.

"Qingqing, what are your plans to come back? Should you join the group or?"

"No, I'm used to being idle."

Qin Qingqing looked back at him and continued to look out the window.

During this period, the car was driving very slowly, so Zhang Minghui chatted with her without saying a word.

When he waited for the green light, he waited for a long time to ask the question, but Qin Qingqing didn't answer it.

He asked her in surprise, looking out the window, "Qingqing, what are you looking at?"

Qin Qingqing turned her head and said lightly, "I can't recognize this city after four years."

"If you come back in a few years, you might not even be able to find your home."

Zhang Minghui pointed to the bustling pedestrian street in front and said, "Did you see that pedestrian street? Four years ago, it was a street stall street... Now, it is a newly created luxury brand home by Haochen. From design drawings, construction... to rental stores, Zi Yi personally followed up... Except for the South Street where Zi Yi is not allowed to rent, the rest of the stores have been rented out."

Qin Qingqing's breathing was inexplicably suffocated in his words.

The name accidentally penetrated her eardrums, passed through the heart wall that had been built for four years, like a huge rock, which hit the tip of her heart unexpectedly.

In the pain all over the sky.

The childhood willful jokes echoed in my ears, "Brother Ziyi, when I grow up, I want to turn this place into a luxury brand home... gather all the top luxury brands in the world here... Then, I use this street myself..."

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[Babys, because Ye Zi gave birth to a baby last year, many extras have not been written... Over the past year, I have seen many babies saying that they still want to see the extra stories of Zi Yi and Qingqing, as well as the extras of characters that were not explained before in the article.
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