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Chapter 578 I can think of the most romantic thing (5)

Qu Qingge's originally happy chat suddenly became a little melancholy: "How is her health?"

Her lips trembled, but she still couldn't help asking.

She is not well. From Xiao Lei's mouth, he knew that Qu Qingge's mother's physical condition, but now Wen Qiyang is keeping it from her, fearing that she will be sad, and has already started to prepare in private.

Of course, Han Haibo wouldn't say anything, he curled his lips, swiped the screen, and handed it to Qu Qingge: "Look, the photo I took for your mother when I came here looks pretty good."

These photos have been photoshopped. It looks like my mother's complexion is ruddy and her spirits are good.

Qu Qingge's heart relaxed slightly, and he started playing with Han Haibo's cell phone, flipping through photos one by one.

Han Haibo originally wanted to stop it, but seeing how interested she was, he let her go.

"Wow Han Haibo, this is a f*ck..." Qu Qingge squinted his eyes, looked at him maliciously, flipped through a few photos, all of them were beauties with RBs on top of each other, Qu Qingge poked his finger He poked his chest: "You have a lot of good fortune, you are not on a business trip, you are looking for enjoyment."

Han Haibo smiled but did not answer.

In RB, how many women threw themselves into his arms, but he was unmoved by a group of Yingying and Yanyan. For many months, he didn't know when he would start abstinence.

For other women, he can't always bring up the slightest interest.

But he clearly knew that it was impossible, that it was impossible to have her, but in his heart, there was always Qu Qingge.

He looked at the eyes of the little woman in front of him narrowed into a slit, bright and bright, all he saw was his gossip, but he couldn't see his injury.

He thought to himself, it's good that she was happy, but her smile stopped suddenly before it lasted for a few minutes, and she became a little stiff, and her brows were furrowed.

Her eyes have been fixed on the mobile phone. Is there anything in his mobile phone that makes her unhappy?
Han Haibo also lowered his head and glanced at his mobile phone. This is a selfie he took on a whim in the corridor of the hospital. Nothing special?
"Qing Ge, what's wrong?" Han Haibo asked suspiciously.

When Qu Qingge heard Han Haibo calling her, she came back to her senses and threw the phone to Han Haibo with a worried expression on her face: "It's okay, let's go back to the office."

Qu Qingge walked over without waiting for Han Haibo to speak, and Han Haibo followed without asking any further questions.

When they entered the office, there were a few more people inside. Qu Qingge had seen them before, and they were all high-level executives of Emgrand, standing respectfully beside the sofa, as if they were discussing something with Wen Qiyang.

When everyone saw Qu Qingge, they all turned around, bowed respectfully, and shouted in unison: "Hello Mr. Hai Bo, Mrs. Hai Bo!"

Seeing Qu Qingge and Han Haibo walking in together, Wen Qiyang felt a little displeased, raised his leg and walked in front of her, habitually took her into his arms, sat back on the sofa, felt that it was not enough, and put her She hugged her lap.

After all, Qu Qingge had a thin skin, in front of so many people, and she was not very familiar with it, so she pushed Wen Qiyang's chest in embarrassment, trying to get down.

But Wen Qiyang didn't agree, so he twisted her waist, put it next to his ear, and warned gently: "Be good, huh?"

When Wen Qiyang said this, Qu Qingge's heart skipped a beat, and the movement of refusal stopped, and he lowered his eyelids and became quiet.

(End of this chapter)