Who’s The Boss?

Chapter 82 What to do here in the middle of the nig

After leaving Gu’s house, Yu Tingchuan received a call at work.

The call is from New York.

Unlike the early morning in South City, New York is still the afternoon.

Yu Tingchuan took out the Bluetooth headset from the storage area and connected to the phone while driving. Hengyuan has been committed to expanding the international market for several years. Recently, he is participating in a bid for the sale of a building in Queens, New York. The company sent a vice president. I supervised the project and hung up the phone after talking about official business, and the car slowly stopped at the intersection and waited for the red light.

The fine and dense rain silk slid across the window, and the wiper in front of the windshield was shaking gently.

Yu Tingchuan saw the red light turn to green, shifted gears, restarted the car, hesitated when stepping on the accelerator, and turned the steering wheel half a circle to the left. He was supposed to drive towards the black Land Rover on Huiyuan Road and turned left for three times. loop.

Resettlement community outside the third ring road.

When the car parked downstairs in a certain apartment, he didn’t even know what he was doing here in the middle of the night.

Perhaps at that moment, I followed the most true thoughts in my heart.

After the rain stopped, there were still drops of water hanging on the street light pole.

One day’s rushing back and forth made Yu Tingchuan’s nerves tired and tense. He rubbed his painful temples, then pushed the car door down, leaned on the car, lowered his head and lit a cigarette, his slender fingers were holding the cigarette, and his head looked up while hesitating. Looking at the darkened apartment building.

Around four o’clock in the morning, the sky began to show white fish.

But it is also the time when people are asleep.

Half of the cigarette burned out, Yu Tingchuan lit the cigarette lighter, and suddenly saw the light on the apartment on the right on the third floor. It should be the living room. A thin black shadow was reflected on the stainless steel of the protective window, and she made a tiptoe. With his movements, his figure shook slightly, and his hands were raised high, as if he was collecting clothes.

Before long, the lights went out again, and the whole building plunged into darkness again.

Yu Tingchuan found that his heart was suddenly extremely calm.

This kind of peace is a peace of mind that has never been seen in more than a month.

He raised his hand to look at the watch, threw the cigarette **** to the side of his leather shoe and stepped on it, then got in the car and left, as quietly as he had come.

…

Song Qingcheng slept for a long time in this sleep, and when she opened her eyes again, it was almost dusk outside.

However, the whole person still feels abnormally tired.

She stopped sleeping, got up to wash.

Just after my hair was tied up, someone rang the doorbell outside.

Song Qingcheng flicked over with her slippers, opened the security door and found that it was Lu Xishan. She was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed: “Why did uncle come here?”

Lu Xishan entered the house, and as soon as he sat down, he took out the three million check and put it on the table.

“Uncle, this is—” Song Qingcheng asked.

“Uncle never thought of asking you to pay back the money. Your aunt, even if you are so unwilling in front of me.” Lu Xishan thought a little bit before saying: “Qingcheng, since you are back now, Mr. Yu, let us When is it convenient to meet each other.”

Sure enough, Yu Tingchuan is worth more than three million.

Song Qingcheng smiled lightly: “Uncle has also read the newspaper, in fact, my aunt is right, like me, regardless of family background or education, I am afraid that I am not qualified to be a daughter-in-law of the Yu family.”

“You can’t say that.” Lu Xishan wanted to say something to encourage her, but after thinking about it, he didn’t know what to praise, so in the end, he only said vaguely: “Uncle still believes in you.”

Song Qingcheng heard the words, but smiled without saying a word.

Lu Xishan didn’t stay long, so he got up and left after explaining the matter.

After closing the door, Song Qingcheng returned to his room, Yu Guang caught a glimpse of the cheque left by Lu Xishan on the table.

The money was withdrawn from the card that Yu Tingchuan gave her.

A total of five million, it can be regarded as a generous gold master.

After all, I only slept all night.

Song Qingcheng picked up the phone and sent a WeChat message to Yu Jing, who hadn’t been in contact for a long time. Yu Jing responded quickly and also took the initiative to ask her to watch a movie.

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When watching a movie–

Song Qingcheng: “Oh…”

Yu Jing (nervous. jpg): Are you uncomfortable? Hurry up, go to the hospital.

hospital.

Yu Jing (panic. jpg): What! pregnant? !