After being on trending searches, I became the cinnabar mole all over the internet

Chapter 233 Signs
The company also knew about his injury, and sent those who came and went to the hospital to hold a social gathering for him.

Song Yanqing said that he was firing one by one, holding online meetings, spinning a carbon pen in his hand, and being serious when it was time to be serious.

Three hours.

They are all young people, they should be focused and cohesive, and they should be energetic when making trouble.

After ordering the first version of the software design, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Xia Yang carefully drew a mind map, revealing half of his head, with thick bangs cut, and a small face with baby fat, which looked too much like an artificial doll.

"Didn't I give you an award for your bravery?"

"Will you die if you expose your whole head?" Song Yanqing reviewed the documents.

"What do you know? This angle is the best."

#girls fight video the last stubbornness
"Like a ghost." Song Yanqing was too lazy to speak and kept his words concise.

"Let's go see you tomorrow. We won't go all the way. It's very low-key. You should be able to see people now. You can eat whatever you want and I'll listen to you if you get sick."

Song Yanqing sneered: "Don't come, for fear of bumping into ghosts."

Xing Jianshu was delighted: "It's a hospital shock."

However, Xia Yang still didn't go because it was Duan Yunming's parents' birthday and she had to go, so she made dumplings at home the night before, put them in an insulated box, and asked Xing Jianshu to take them over.

Xing Jianshu: "Everyone who meets you has a share, right?"

Xia Yang: "Guess."

"This box is for you. The other box cannot be touched. It is for the boss. It contains tonics."

"Oh my god, I didn't know you were poisoned."

However, Xia Yang's cooking skills are really good, and she looks like a soft little white rabbit. She said it was all because of Duan Yunming's training. Xing Jianshu sighed and almost fell out.

Why.

While Xia Yang was cooking dumplings, Duan Yunming came home and asked her who she was making dumplings for. There were so many dumplings, and she said her colleagues.

Duan Yunming unbuttoned his cuffs and was not very happy: "You did your best."

"What do you mean?" Xia Yang turned around and said, "I will go home tomorrow. I don't want to quarrel with you today."

Duan Yunming didn't speak anymore.

The two of them went home to celebrate Duan Yunming's mother's birthday.

They haven't had a formal wedding yet, and relatives just mentioned it when talking.

"When Xia Yang gets pregnant, let them get married and get a certificate." Mother Duan said, "I also want to raise a grandson, but Xia Yang's child is too thin, and I don't know if I can feed the child." Xia Yang said dullly: "I I don’t want children yet.”

She lowered her head more like a child.

Duan's mother smiled: "Look, Yangyang is still shy. You will know when you become a mother. Even though you are still young now, I was like you back then."

Xing Jianshu was chatting with Xia Yang at night. When he heard this, he was so angry that he almost lost his hair.

【I! 】

【go! 】

【you! 】

【mom! 】

#equalhatealllovebrains
Xia Yang is a talkative person, and Xing Jianshu is even more talkative. The two usually have fierce battles on WeChat, but they always get together by chance, making Xing Jianshu dance around and torture Song Yanqing.

"Do you think she is an idiot?"

Song Yanqing paused for a while and looked at Xing Jianshu.

"What's wrong?"

"Build a tree."

Xing Jianshu was stunned. Under Song Yanqing's eyes, he realized something. He thumped and his head cooled down——

"Brother today..."

"More handsome?!"

Song Yanqing: "..."

"This girl Xia Yang is not bad." He said calmly.

But there is also a lot of muddy water.

If you're not afraid of trouble, go in.

"Brother Song, what are you talking about? Damn it, I treat her as my daughter."

"Okay." Song Yanqing said perfunctorily, "At least the dumplings are well made."

Ten minutes later, Song Yanqing received a WeChat message.

(End of this chapter)