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It is a long process from city s back to city a by car, at least eight hours.
For the people around Qin Mo, why bother to suffer such a crime, just take the plane, let alone have a miscarriage, but Joni just insisted on sitting like this, saying that she was sincere.
Sincere ass!
Style is the real thing.
"I don't understand what women think." Manager Tan poured out a cigarette and bit it, and said, "Looking at her happy appearance, you don't really think that Young Master Qin will marry her if he feels guilty for her."
"It doesn't matter what she thinks." Qin Mo's assistant replied, "What matters is what Young Master Qin thinks."
"Women are sentimental and pitiful." Manager Tan said so, and Joni was full of joy dreaming of being a wealthy family, but it is not so easy to marry a wealthy family, and Qin Shao is his boss, so he shouldn't say anything.
But
Men know men best. Although Joni has stayed by Qin Mo's side for a long time, she can tell at a glance that it is impossible to become a young lady. However, this has nothing to do with talking about the manager.
What Qin Mo's assistant didn't know was that he estimated that Joni would suffer on the road, but he didn't estimate that such a long journey would cause heavy bleeding before the miscarriage passed a week, and there was no doctor on the way.
This caused the group of people to go to the hospital for treatment on the way and was delayed for some time.
During the period, Joni suffered a lot because of not sleeping in place, and her whole complexion turned green. She finally got to the town of wheat, and she felt refreshed! Looking excitedly at the banner at the entrance of the town.
? Welcome Joni back home!
Thinking of how she left so disheartened back then, Joni felt a sense of pride in her heart!
At the beginning you looked down on me, but now you are obediently envious of me and welcome me.
But why is there no one to pick me up at the town entrance?
Joni was a little dissatisfied, "No one came to pick me up, how does the neighborhood committee do things?"
The accompanying bodyguard went down silently to find someone to offer a little favor, and asked the person who helped to notify the neighborhood committee to come and pick it up. The person who took the favor immediately oops and shouted.
"The daughter of the Qiao family is back."
"It's Joni who has returned home, ouch"
When the team leader heard that someone was coming, he had to pick him up himself, he was drunk, "I am so busy, who is free to pick him up, the poverty alleviation project has to go door-to-door to interview and register, if there is no time, no time, banners are pulled There, what are you going to do when you have enough face?" Li Min and Xiaoguan are not as airy as this one!
"Don't, think about the 20,000 yuan." Director Jing reminded, puffing out a cigarette, "It's just one pick-up, and it won't break your leg."
"Then you go and pick it up." The team leader thought about it, and said, "See who in the team is free to make up the number, and if you don't make up enough, find someone in the town to make up for it, and I won't go."
Director Jing went back and brought all his subordinates with him. Unfortunately, the number was small, only three or five people. In the end, he simply called a few people in the town to make up the number.
The Guan family
Guan Xiaowu and Baozi lay on the edge of the wall and looked out eagerly.
Guan Er and Guan Si were weighing the materials of huanghuali wood, and said without raising their heads, "The family is very busy, no one is with you, don't even think about going out to play!"
Baozi said, "Second Aunt, I didn't go out to play. I was just here to see the scenery outside. I'm so envious of that tree! It must be very happy to bask in the sun."
Guan Xiaowu also said, "Second Sister, I don't even want to go out to play, I just envy the fish in Aunt Kong's pond, it's so comfortable." (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com