Chapter 8 Homecoming (6)

Office of the President of the Junshi Group.

Lin Tezhu stood aside anxiously, looking at the gloomy face of his big boss in front of him, feeling tangled in his heart.

What is going on?It's been like this since I received Jun Shao's call yesterday. What did Jun Shao say to the boss?
"Uncle Lin, go downstairs and buy me some strawberry-flavored lollipops." Suddenly, Jun Ling's stern and unruly voice came from the silent office, but the words he said did not suit him.

Assistant Lin thought he heard it wrong, so he confirmed it again: "Strawberry flavored, lollipop?"

"kindness."

Assistant Lin Te, who was confirmed, went downstairs to buy candy while muttering, but Jun Ling shifted his gaze to the phone screen.

"Strawberry-flavored lollipops, you probably like them the most." Jun Ling stretched out his slender fingers, and touched the person on the screen saver through the screen.

It's been three years, and this photo was taken on her birthday three years ago, it's a pity...

Jun Ling calmed down a little, locked the phone, and continued to deal with the matter at hand.

In the car, Qian Yibing, who was sitting on the passenger seat, closed his eyes and meditated.

"Bing'er, do you still remember Jun Jun?" Qian Yichen who was driving suddenly said.

Hearing his words, Qian Yibing opened his eyes, and turned his head to look at him suspiciously.

"That's right, last night, that kid called and said he saw you at the airport, and asked me if you're back." Qian Yichen told Qian Yibing everything that Ding Jun told him yesterday.

However, Qian Yibing who heard this just smiled and didn't say anything.

"We made an appointment to get together at 'Time Like Water' tonight, do you want to go together?" Qian Yichen turned his head to look at her, and asked calmly.

"Just you and brother Jun?" After a long while, Qian Yibing finally spoke.

"Not necessarily, that guy doesn't know if he will come or not." Speaking of Jun Ling, Qian Yichen also pouted.

I don't know what's wrong with this guy. In recent years, his temper has become more and more irritable, and his behavior has become more and more indifferent. Sometimes even he dare not provoke him easily.

"Who is that guy?" It was the first time for Qian Yibing to see his third brother talking about someone like that, so he was a little curious right now.

With the prestige of the Ding family and the Qian family, there are still people who don't give face?This made her admire that person a little.

"Do you know the Jun family? It's the Jun family with the same surname as the queen but a different family." Qian Yichen explained to her like this.

After all, when everyone talked about Jun Qishan's natal family, they only mentioned that family, but they didn't dare to say the name easily.

But when it comes to the Jun family, people will think of the next heir of the Jun family, Jun Ling, the current president of the Jun Group.

"The dark horse family in the business world that appeared with my parents that year?" Speaking of this Jun family, Qian Yibing had only heard of it from Qian Shaohua, but was not very familiar with it.

"Yes, that guy is the sole heir of the Dark Horse family, a boy with a particularly bad temper." Qian Yichen gritted his teeth when he said this.

Just when the green light came on, Qian Yichen started the car and continued to drive forward.

"Third brother, let me get off there, I want to go shopping alone." Qian Yibing pointed to a large luxury shopping mall 500 meters ahead on the left, and asked him to park there.

"Do you really not need me to accompany you?" Qian Yichen parked the car aside, turned sideways and asked worriedly.

After all, my little sister hasn't come back for three years, and many routes have changed.

"No, you can go find brother Jun, just come and pick me up later." Qian Yibing got out of the car, waved to him, and then walked towards the big shopping mall.

(End of this chapter)

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