The famous family loves marriage, sweet to the point

Chapter 264 Chapter 265: Princess Yan Returns (23) (4 more)
After Ye Qingxin finished speaking, she smiled at Qian Rong, stretched out her hand and pushed open the door of the dormitory.

Behind the door, Jing Suosuo and Dou Weier were hit on the nose.

Ye Qingxin looked at them indifferently.

The two of them looked guilty, and Dou Weier said: "I saw that you didn't come in for a long time. I thought something happened. I was about to go out to have a look, when the door opened. Look at my nose, isn't it red? So look , is it red?"

Jing Suosuo looked at Dou Wei'er's face solemnly, and said seriously: "It's red, it will probably be swollen in a while, I have anti-swelling ointment there, let me rub some for you, it won't look good when it's swollen."

"Okay, okay, go and get it."

The two walked towards Jing Suosuo's cabinet arm in arm.

Ye Qingxin walked into the dormitory without closing the door.

Qian Rong stood at the door, looking at Ye Qingxin with flickering eyes.

If her father hadn't begged her hard at home, she would never have bowed to Ye Qingxin.

Two years ago, Ye Qingxin was still a lowly and poor student in the dust, it seemed that in the blink of an eye, she became superior and needed others to look up to.

Ye Qingxin was born beautiful, but the girl's jealousy made Qian Rong feel unbalanced.

But Qian Rong's family background is quite remarkable, but now, even the advantages that made her feel a little bit proud are not worth mentioning, and she even has to ask Ye Qingxin for help.

Qian Rong was even more unbalanced.

It's just that she married a good man, so what's the air.

Qian Rong's family background is still far from the standards of the upper class. The reason why she knew about Ye Qingxin and Jing Boyuan's marriage is only because her aunt was the chief planner of Ye Qingxin and Jing Boyuan's wedding, and Ye Qingxin is the granddaughter of the Yan family. People outside the circle don't know about it, and Qian Rong naturally doesn't know either.

If she knew that Ye Qingxin, who she thought was just married to a good man and then flew up to a branch to become a phoenix, was also the daughter of the Yan family and the Sheng family, I don't know how she would feel.

Evening, 05:30.

Ye Qingxin took the bus to the school gate, and there was a white Land Rover parked beside the road.

There is a constant stream of traffic on the driveway, pedestrians come and go, and the white car is like an elegant snow leopard, dormant quietly.

As soon as Ye Qingxin got out of the retractable door, the driver's door was pushed open, and a tall and slender man got out of the car. He was still dressed in a mature and steady manner as always, and his slightly raised eyebrows showed the style of a big boss.

As soon as he appeared, Ye Qingxin felt that the aura of the space he was in had changed, causing others to look sideways.

The image of Jing Boyuan has never appeared in the public media, and there are very few people outside the business circle who know him, especially in places like University B, few people recognize him.

Ye Qingxin walked over.

Jing Boyuan walked around to the co-pilot from the back of the car, opened the door and waited for Ye Qingxin to approach, Ye Qingxin's eyes fell on the scarf around his neck, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.

Perhaps, she should consider buying another scarf for Mr. Jing.

Or, buy another coat.

Or, buy another watch.

These three things appeared on him almost every day. After seeing them for a long time, people wondered if they would privately comment that the boss of Bowei was so stingy that he was not willing to buy clothes and scarves.

Jing Boyuan naturally and caringly protected the top of Ye Qingxin's head, and when she got into the car, he helped her fasten her seat belt and closed the car door.

There is a hotel bag in the storage compartment between the co-pilot and the driver's seat.

When Ye Qingxin saw it, her heart skipped a beat, and she reached out to open it.

Except for meals, Jing Boyuan seldom eats snacks and afternoon tea.

Obviously for Ye Qingxin.

Ye Qingxin took off the lid of a very high-end packed lunch box, saw the contents clearly, and was taken aback for a moment.

"what is this?"

She thought it would be something like dim sum, but it turned out... Ginger soup?
Jing Boyuan returned while fastening his seat belt: "Ginger Tang."

Ye Qingxin slightly opened her mouth and looked at him.

She sneezed a few times this morning, and this man was uncharacteristically, making five phone calls all day, and each time he only asked, "Is the sneezing better?"

Ye Qingxin's sneezing wasn't particularly severe, she probably sneezed more frequently in the morning, but she was much better in the afternoon, except for the sneezing, she didn't have any discomfort at all, and he even brought her ginger soup.

It's a bit... a feeling of making a fuss over a molehill.

It's just this act of making a fuss out of a molehill, which made Ye Qingxin feel warm in her heart.

She had a sore nose, smiled, and said, "I thought you prepared something delicious for me, it's just a bowl of ginger soup..."

His expression was a bit disappointed, but his voice was clearly full of joy and happiness.

It feels good to be cared about.

really good.

Jing Boyuan turned the steering wheel and slowly drove the car up the driveway, paying attention to the road conditions, and said in a calm voice: "You can't get sick now, it's always right to be careful."

Ye Qingxin held ginger soup in one hand, and covered her slightly protruding belly with the other, with a sweet smile on her lips.

The ginger soup was a bit spicy, but Ye Qingxin finished it anyway, her stomach felt warm and her heart felt even warmer.

The lights are on.

The setting sun cast the last tinge of red on the western horizon.

Ye Qingxin looked at the street lamps that flashed from his eyes, suddenly remembered Qian Rong's words, and turned to Jing Boyuan, "I heard that you spent a lot of money for the wedding?"

Jing Boyuan controlled the steering wheel with both hands, without making a sound.

Thinking of spending so much money, Ye Qingxin felt distressed, "Why did you spend so much money?"

On the day of the wedding, Song Jiu heard from the staff that the layout of the wedding site cost tens of millions, plus hundreds of tables of high-end banquets, and a party covering the entire resort. Ye Qingxin knew that the cost would not be small, and she did not expect that is that much.

And that horrible caravan.

The more she thought about it, the more Ye Qingxin felt heartbroken, "I think it's such a waste..."

With so much money, ordinary people can't earn it in a few lifetimes, but rich people can squander it at will. Hundreds of millions are as easy to spend as ordinary people spend ten yuan.

The gap between rich and poor in this society is too great.

"Distressed?" Jing Boyuan freed his hand to hold Ye Qingxin's hand, and said, "You will take care of it from now on."

Ye Qingxin was taken aback for a moment, but she didn't realize what he meant, so she subconsciously asked, "What's the matter?"

Jing Boyuan rubbed her palm with his thumb, but did not answer.

Only that night, when Jing Boyuan handed over a dozen cards of different colors and different banks to her, did Ye Qingxin realize what he meant by what he said in the car.

(End of this chapter)