The president tried to trick me

Chapter 481

Chapter 481: Chapter 478: She was everywhere.

Author:?Su Zhishui?MACHINE TRANSLATION

“She should be back by now, ” Long Qingxin muttered. Seeing Xia Jinqi’s absent-minded eyes, she waved her hand. “Don’t worry too much. Rest early. ”

“Grandma should rest early too. ” Xia Jinqi returned to her own courtyard after eating.

After reading for a while, she called Zuo Xiaoran. It was already past ten o’clock when she took a shower and lay on the bed.

After lying down for a while, she couldn’t fall asleep. She sat up and leaned against the headboard of the bed, staring at the moon outside the window in a daze.

When the night deepened, a black car stopped outside Qingxin Garden.

Yan Jun, dressed in a black windbreaker, got off the car.

He had become thinner.

His face was travel-worn, but it did not affect his handsome face, which was angered by both man and God.

He stood at the door for a long time before he stepped in.

When he reached the living room, he stopped in his tracks.

He turned around and sat down by the SOFA, but his gaze unconsciously looked upstairs.

It had been three days since he last saw her.

He wondered how she was doing?

The original plan to go to the Middle East was only for a day. Who knew that a deal could not be negotiated, so it was delayed.

However, this was also good. Both of them could calm down.

After getting off the plane, he did not stop for a moment. He came back as fast as he could, wishing that he could immediately appear in front of her.

However, when he really came back, he hesitated again.

He froze on the sofa for a long time, sitting until his body went numb. He did not change his position, but just remained in a daze for a long time.

The five companies that he had taken back from Yan Qing started to operate again in his hands. In addition to the profits from the Middle East, his capital chain was already very rich, so he returned all the money that Xia Jinqi had invested.

He also knew that her money had been moved from Lego, so he naturally did not want to see her bear the risk for him.

Aunt Chen was still awake. She had just finished checking the ingredients for the soup that she was going to make for the young mistress the next day. When she came out of the kitchen, she saw that there was someone sitting on the sofa that she did not know was suitable.

She walked closer to take a look and realized that it was the young master who had returned. She hurriedly went up to greet him.

“Young Master? It’s great that you’re back! The young mistress has been waiting for young master to come back for the past few days! ”

Yan Jun came back to his senses and saw that it was aunt Chen. His brows twitched slightly and he asked, “how… How has she been these two days? ”

“pretty good, but she’s always talking about little young Master! Now that you’re back, she’ll definitely be happy! ”

“There’s no need to tell her that I came back. I still have something to do at the company, so I’ll be leaving first. ” After giving a simple explanation, Yan Jun stood up, tidied up his windbreaker, and left again.

Aunt Chen looked at Yan Jun’s departing figure with some surprise and was very puzzled.

Why did he leave again after just coming back?

Yan Jun went straight to the company.

The cold-faced Yama who was once rumored to be addicted to women and unable to extricate himself was now addicted to work again.

Only he himself knew the reason.

Once he was free, his mind would be filled with her.

The laughing her, the cute her, the beautiful her, the mischievous her, the crying her… …

She was everywhere.

He could not avoid her, he could not escape, he could only throw himself into the pile of work.

He was so busy that he did not have time to think about her.

This was hard on the employees of his company.

Whichever team he caught at the last minute had to stay behind to work overtime.

At this moment, it was Zhuge Wentao’s turn.

He had just finished with the matter of the consortium and did not have time to rest when he was caught by the King of hell to work overtime again.

He complained helplessly, “isn’t the income in the Middle East very good? Why do you still have a cold face? ”