Chapter 200

Two people changed a restaurant, while eating, Han Zimo couldn't help mentioning what happened just now.

"You told Mr. Luo about this. I'm afraid that Mr. Luo will interfere with it. Will your cooperation be affected by this?"

"I didn't intend to cooperate with Mr. Hansel. If Mr. Luo intervened, I would have a good excuse not to cooperate."

Yun Qianqian doesn't believe the Mr. Hansel she met last time. She always thinks it's a bit strange. In addition, Hansel was very eager to sign a contract with her at that time, which makes her more worried.

So she deliberately said such words today and disclosed all the information to Mr. Luo, so that Mr. Luo could take this opportunity to seize her cooperation.

After hearing what Yun Qianqian said, Han Zimo finally understood what she thought.

"But you're not afraid. If this Mr. Hansel doesn't have any problems and Hansel cooperates with him, you won't win the bet."

"In a month, I have the opportunity to prepare slowly. Besides Jing Hanyu, I also contacted several foreign skin care masters. The people Annie introduced to me are more trustworthy than this schoolmaster."

Yunqianqian adopts a more stable method, so Hansel is the pie she sent to the door. But there is no way to verify whether the pie is poisonous or not. So she chooses to cooperate with those who know the root and the bottom, and the steady development is more secure.

After dinner, they left the hotel. When Yun Qianqian went back, he saw a car parked at the door.

She unconsciously looked at it more, because the car was not Jing Hanyu's, and the license plate number was also foreign.

After she got off, the people in the villa saw that it was her and quickly opened the door.

"Madame, you are back."

"Well! What's the matter with that car outside? I don't think I've seen it before. "

She also wondered if Jing Hanyu's guests had come.

"We don't know. At the beginning, the car stopped closer. We went out to ask him, but we didn't say. We wanted to drive him away, but he stopped on the opposite side of the road."

The opposite side of the road is not their villa area, even if you want to manage it.

The security guard who opens the door also looks embarrassed. He can't chase the other party to let him leave. It's too overbearing to do so.

Yunqianqian also thinks it's strange. When she turns around with her bodyguard to ask, the car seems to notice something and drives away.

"Ma'am, would you like to call the police?"

Bodyguards are afraid of being unfaithful. The richer people are these days, the more afraid they are to be kidnapped and tracked.

"No, you should pay more attention to the surrounding environment of the villa. If there is any situation, please come and tell me in time."

Cloud shallow back to the villa, Zhang Ma took an envelope over.

"Ma'am, someone sent a letter to you today, saying that it was to be delivered to you in person."

Yunqianqian takes a look and finds that it's just a photo. This photo is a group photo of her and Qi Jingshen. At that time, they were still young, and they lived close to each other, so when they were young, Qi Jingshen always took her to play with Qi Chunan.

Seeing this picture, Yun shallow's eyes revealed a trace of nostalgia. Soon she recovered from her memory and wondered who sent the picture.

Qi Jingshen has been dead for many years, and people in the Qi family are beginning to forget this. Is this photo intended to remind her of something, or is it someone who doesn't want her to forget Qi Jingshen.

"Mother Zhang, next time you send such a play, you must pay attention to what the other party looks like. You'd better ask clearly before you pick it up."

"Good."

"Shallowly, are you back?"

An Qingqing yawns and walks down from the second floor. She just wakes up.

"Haven't you been busy lately? I haven't seen you go out since you came here. "

According to Yun Qianqian's understanding of an Qingqing's character, she is not a quiet person. When she plays the piano on the stage, she is often the quietest one, but in real life, she does like to be lively.

"Recently, I'm going to practice in a closed door. I'm not going anywhere."

An Qingqing took a bite of the fruit on the table and sat on the sofa waiting for lunch.

"What's for lunch today, Ma Zhang? I'm hungry. "

"I'll be ready in a minute, Miss Ann. Just a moment."

An Qingqing nodded. When she turned on the TV, she found that there was an advertisement for milk powder in it.

"Oh, my family's Yan Yan is really cute. A milk powder advertisement is different from others."

An Qingqing saw the child's spirit in an instant. By the way, she took out her mobile phone to brush the hot search and so on. She found that many people left messages under the official micro of milk powder. The child is so lovely.

"Seeing such a lovely child, I just want to say that my sister can wait."

"I can, too."

Seeing these words, an Qingqing couldn't help laughing and humming coldly, covering her stomach.

"If I really want to wait for the children to grow up, I'll wait for them. It's not their turn."

"Well, eat quickly!"

Although Yun Qianqian also pays attention to this aspect, he only pays attention to whether there is any bad speech, so as to avoid the situation that the last speech was hacked.

At noon, Jing Hanyu worked overtime in the company and couldn't come back, leaving only Yun Qianqian and an Qingqing for dinner.

After dinner, yunqianqian went to the study upstairs to deal with some documents. The study belongs to Jing Hanyu, but yunqianqian is free to go in and out of the villa.

When she opened her mailbox, she found that there was a letter in it. After she opened it, she could see the contents clearly. Yun Qianqian's hand stopped for a moment, and then slid down as if nothing had happened.

It was as like as two peas she received, but the person who sent it to her did not know it.

Yunqianqian is more and more confused. This mailbox is her personal mailbox. If you don't know someone, you should not know this mailbox.

She is more and more curious about who is going to send such a picture to her. She looks up the other party's mailbox, but finds that the mailbox does not exist. It is estimated that the person who sent the email should have used some special means.

At this time, I think of the voice of Zhang Ma downstairs, and then I think of Jing Hanyu's footsteps upstairs.

After a long time together, even if it's the sound of footsteps, yunqianqian can recognize the subtle difference. She quickly turns off the computer, and doesn't want Jing Hanyu to see this picture in her computer.

After she had finished all this, she stood up a little guilty and wanted to go out in a hurry, but she fell in love with Jing Hanyu.

"Is this... A hug?"