Qu Ping took a beautiful nap with Dabao in her arms, feeling comfortable and radiant. Put on light makeup, pack up and go to the store.
Provincial Kuan and the others took over the several shops next door, doubling the size of the business premises. In the afternoon, the designer was coming to talk about the decoration, so Qu Ping went over to join in the fun, since she was idle anyway.
The weather is fine today, the sun is shining brightly, there are quite a lot of customers in the gallery, the receptionist Xiaoyan is trying to pour water for everyone with her big belly, Ye Jie hurriedly took the tea set for her, helped her sit down carefully, and let her have a good rest , I went to entertain the guests by myself.
Qu Ping and Xiaoyan couldn't help but smile at each other with the look of all the grass and trees being soldiers.
Xiaoyan has been working in the gallery for four or five years. She has a lively and lovely personality, is meticulous and considerate, and is in harmony with Kuan.
She is also very close to Qu Ping, always calling her "Sister Ping, Sister Ping". She also likes Dabao and Xiaobao very much, always saying that she wants to have such a cute little padded jacket.
Her life's major events are also resolved in the gallery. Her husband Ye Jie came to the gallery to buy paintings, Xiaoyan received him, and then this good relationship with paintings as a medium was formed. Now the crystallization of love is almost ripe.
Ye Jie had long wanted her to go home to raise a baby, but Xiaoyan had feelings for the gallery, and Shengkuan hadn't found a suitable candidate, so he kept procrastinating.
Seeing that everyone is about to give birth, and the person who will take over has not yet been found, Ye Jie is so anxious that he comes to the store to wait on him whenever he is free. In case he is not careful, a child surnamed Ye will jump out.
"Sister Ping! The proprietress! How long are you going to abuse my baby?" Ye Jie finished his work, and when he came back, he stood behind his wife, pinching her shoulders graciously.
"We have to be reasonable. We don't dare to abuse your empress dowager. Xiaoyan is treated like a national treasure with us." Qu Ping said with a smile.
"Isn't it enough to serve tea and pour water all day long?" Ye Jie snorted coldly.
"Don't talk nonsense, Brother Kuan doesn't want me to do anything. I'm the one who sits around all day and gets paid for nothing. I'm sorry, so I just help a little. Besides, isn't prenatal movement conducive to smooth delivery?" Xiaoyan Xing stared, "You yell every day to let me go home and lie down, what are you so worried about? Do you wish that I will die of pain when giving birth?"
Ye Jie was taken aback for a moment, who is this family with? The elbow turning outward is too outrageous.
But you are the biggest pregnant woman, I can't afford it! Ye Jie made an apology and massaged hard, which is not good enough. Qu Ping couldn't help laughing. Seeing Ye Jie flirtatiously, Qu Ping remembered the scene when she was pregnant.
When Kuan was pregnant with Dabao, Kuan's gallery was just established. Kuan was busy with work and took care of him at the same time, and he was often at a loss.
And at that time, I was in a bad mood because of the hard pregnancy and the fact that my mother-in-law was always eccentric and deliberately made things difficult.
Kuan never seemed to mind her temper, and would bring her delicious fruit cakes and her favorite chicken legs every day when he came back. Sometimes the mother-in-law nagged Qu Ping and ate indiscriminately, so they ate in the community park. Ping could eat several drumsticks in one go, with such a big appetite, she once thought she was pregnant with a boy. After giving birth to Dabao, I thought he would be disappointed, but Kuan was still very happy and spoiled the child.
In the third trimester of pregnancy, Kuan went home early to accompany her every day. Because of the lack of calcium, Qu Ping's legs were sore every night and she was restless. Kuan would give her a massage, and he would massage her for more than an hour, until Qu Ping fell asleep.
Many things are always like this. You may not feel it at the time, but now you recall it is full of sweetness and warmth.
Therefore, people should remember to be grateful and cherish every day of the moment. Be happy, do what you like, cherish the people who love you and your love, and you will live up to the flowery years.
During the conversation, the designer came, and Qu Ping threw Dabao to Xiaoyan and the others, and went to the conference room to listen.
Qu Ping doesn't know anything about decoration, and the decoration of the home is also handled by Kuan. She and her parents accompanied her to buy some furniture she likes. So listening to them carrying the wall and building the height, she was all in the fog. If she hadn't had a good night's sleep at noon, she would probably have fallen asleep listening to it.
But Kuan is different. He seems to know everything. He can interact well with designers, how to maximize the utilization of space, how to make the store look tall and not luxurious as a whole, which paint to use, which He seems to know where to start with a new type of marble, the approximate budget, how long the construction period will take, and where improvements can be made. Designers are full of praise for many of his suggestions.
Usually Ping seldom comes to the gallery, and at home, he always sees a warm man wearing a bib and a chef's hat. I never knew that when my husband worked hard,He is so confident and powerful, he speaks with eloquence, and his gestures are full of the charm of a mature man, the demeanor of a strong man, exuding boundless masculine charm!
So handsome! I adore it! Qu Ping couldn't control her mind fluttering, completely subdued under his trousers.
After Shengkuan sent the designer away, he saw a little woman lying on the table, looking at him with a peachy face. He laughed, walked up to her, and couldn't help scratching her little nose.
"Are you about to love your husband to death?" Kuan was full of confidence.
"There is such a small loss." Qu Ping was extremely uncooperative, narrowing her eyes and stretching out her little finger. With a very delicate and cute expression, Kuan laughed and hugged her tightly in his arms to steal the fragrance, Ping giggled and pushed him hard, the two of them got into a mess.
"You two are romantic and happy, let us separate as a husband and wife, you are so black-hearted, all evil capitalists." Ye Jie came in with a stinking face, bringing Dabao.
Qu Ping jumped out of Kuan's arms with a blushing face, and hugged Dabao to the side.
"Sister Ping, why do you work with such a big family business? You can go back to the shop and help." Ye Jie started lobbying again.
"Exaggeration! Where did everyone come from? Why can't I have my own business?" Qu Ping muttered and refused.
"Our Brother Kuan is so handsome and talented, but I don't know any little girl who wants to throw himself into his arms. You have to think clearly, if a young, beautiful and impure man is called back and throws him up, Just wait and cry." Ye Jie said alarmingly.
"Mom, what do you mean by pounce?" Dabao asked curiously.
"If you pounce, you will be hungry and eat indiscriminately. If you are disobedient, you will be spanked." Qu Ping gave him a wide look.
you dare! See how my wife treats you!
Seeing her small appearance, Kuan couldn't help but laugh, wondering if the little woman looks particularly beautiful when she is jealous?
"You don't have to work so hard, I'll fix it in a few days, and your wife won't be born in the store." Qu Ping said quietly when passing Ye Jie. Do you think Miss Ben doesn't know what your plan is? despise.
Ye Jie shrugged at Kuan, I'm sorry, Brother Kuan, I can't help you!
"Hey, how did you get it done?"
"The omnipotent circle of friends. Fall behind!"
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