He Peiyuan cried: "It's different, it's different. You and Qi Qingnuo are in the same context and say the same thing. You must have said the same thing before!"

"How is it the same?" Yang Jingxing couldn't imagine: "But don't tell me that you are unhappy just because of this, right?"

He Peiyuan thought for a moment and didn't think: "When did I become unhappy? People rely on their clothes. Generally speaking, it should be regarded as a compliment. You all use it to be self-effacing."

Yang Jingxing was curious: "Yuanyuan, was it too busy on the plane? No rest?"

"You still want to rest?" He Peiyuan answered anxiously: "Tell me, have you said this before? You must remember it!"

Yang Jingxing couldn't laugh or cry: "My Yuanyuan... don't say I don't remember it at all. Even if I do, there's no need for you to be unhappy, right? Can't I tell you what I said to her again?"

"I'm not unhappy." He Peiyuan said simply, "Just asking you."

Yang Jingxing said: "I really can't remember it, and I can't guarantee that I didn't say it... Yuanyuan, Amys Oil."

He Peiyuan didn't believe it: "How can it be such a coincidence?"

Yang Jingxing continued: "Yuanyuan, Duyouwang Tesang Muweini Pavilion?"

He Peiyuan cried: "I'm not kidding you."

Yang Jingxing thought for a moment: "Okay, if Yuanyuan's anger is divided into ten levels, me sneaking up on your butt is considered level one, and betraying you is considered level ten. What level are you at now?"

He Peiyuan still denied: "I'm not angry... I just feel uncomfortable."

Yang Jingxing asked: "What level of discomfort is that?"

"Level three." He Peiyuan was also unsure: "Level two."

"Why bother?" Yang Jingxing sympathized: "...You have already accepted me, so why do you need to affect your mood for such unreasonable trivial things?"

He Peiyuan was very sure and stubborn: "It's just uncomfortable!"

Yang Jingxing thought for a while: "Then I won't say that word in the future, okay?"

He Peiyuan did not express her position.

Yang Jingxing remembered: "Yes, yes, when you see those uniformed choirs later, you will think of a word, and then when you look at them, you will think that they are actually ugly, right? Oops, it turned out to be a blessing in disguise.

Not a blessing."

He Peiyuan smiled and cried: "They are all more handsome than you! You are the ugliest!"

Yang Jingxing was worried again: "What should we do in the future? Qi Qingnuo talks a lot, and there are only a few thousand commonly used words in Chinese... Yuanyuan, let's make eye contact from now on? Otherwise, I will accidentally make you unhappy again."

He Peiyuan seemed to smile again: "Okay, make eye contact."

Yang Jingxing begged for death: "Please look at my contemptuous eyes."

"Yang Jingxing..."

Yang Jingxing hasn't finished yet: "I'm looking in the mirror. I despise this person. He always makes his girlfriend angry."

"Do you have a mirror in your office?"

"Glass, glass reflection..."

The time in 306 didn't seem to be tense. After a few minutes, He Peiyuan said: "Xiaojie is back."

Yang Jingxing replied, "You should also prepare yourself. It shouldn't be too beautiful. It should only be seven points. Ten points are mine."

He Peiyuan said seriously: "Have your parents arrived in Quhang?"

Yang Jingxing replied, "I'm here early. The train leaves at three o'clock. Don't worry, your slippers are all in the cabinet, which means you don't come here often."

He Peiyuan hummed: "That's it, bye."

"Bye, give me a kiss."

After a moment of silence, He Peiyuan went to talk to Shao Fangjie: "Found it?" The phone was also hung up.

After five o'clock in the afternoon, Yang Jingxing rushed home and found his parents cleaning again. He was not moved at all: "You look down on us..."

When her son told about He Peiyuan's glorious deeds, Xiao Shuxia clapped her hands and laughed: "You don't have to pay for bragging!"

Yang Jingxing seemed a little proud: "Really, I was shocked."

Xiao Shuxia looked at her husband, and Yang Chengyi said: "That's not bad."

Xiao Shuxia was so novel: "I thought you asked for housekeeping... Where are you?" Yang Cheng pretended not to hear.

Yang Jingxing shook his head: "She hasn't reached that far yet, she is very traditional."

Xiao Shuxia despised: "I am useless."

Yang Chengyi relaxed and threw away the rag: "Qi Qingnuo really didn't make things difficult for her?"

Yang Jingxing was simply funny: "No, how is that possible?"

"That's right, that's right." Xiao Shuxia now felt: "You're very thoughtful, you can see it."

Yang Chengyi sighed a little: "It's rare for a girl...it sounds like you owe her a favor."

Xiao Shuxia felt: "It's even, she can't blame anyone else."

Yang Chengyi became serious again: "It's not like Jiuchun Yang Popi anymore. You won't be convinced if you say you lack consideration. No matter what you do, think about it from the other person's perspective. He Peiyuan is not young anymore."

Yang Jingxing nodded: "Think about it, seriously..."

Xiao Shuxia was also serious: "You can't get married, it's too early!"

The family of three went out for dinner. Yang Chengyi also drove the car he bought and showed off his career to his son, saying that the real estate market will soon hit small and medium-sized cities, and the Jiuchun government is very determined to develop tourism.

Big. I feel that Boss Yang is also sentimental. For him, it seems that contributing to the construction of his hometown is more important than making money. Maybe Yang Jingxing can do it one day in the future. When talking about Jiuchun, others will say that it is Yang Jingxing’s hometown...

Xiao Shuxia laughed loudly in the back seat.

Yang Chengyi wants to explain: "...good wishes are out of reach."

Xiao Shuxia was about to quarrel with her husband, and she was about to go to New York again. Why did she still say something depressing? Didn’t the teachers say that the last performance was very successful? Didn’t it mean that she was already on the international stage? Although Yang Jingxing

These teachers all like to exaggerate, but there should still be some basis for bragging. Xiao Shuxia gave her son an idea. If there are many high school classmates in the United States, contact them and ask them to support them. It should not be embarrassing. Speaking of which,

Xiao Shuxia also wanted to praise her husband, who insisted on sending Yang Jingxing to Puhai to study despite her strong opposition at that time, which really paid off.

Compared with the famous musician 402, Yang Chengyi and his wife hope that their son can learn from Mr. Ding, that is how he can be truly respected.

After arriving at the hotel, there was no rush to get out of the car. It was almost six o'clock. Yang Jingxing called his girlfriend first: "Hello."

He Peiyuan also said hello, appearing very soft in the noisy background sound.

Yang Jingxing urged: "Say it."

Xiao Shuxia smiled all over her face: "Xiao He, I wish you a successful performance."

He Peiyuan: "...Thank you, are you here?" The girl seemed to be looking for a place.

Xiao Shuxia was affectionate: "Here we are, with your Uncle Yang. Have you eaten?"

He Peiyuan said: "Eat some, eat. What about you?"

"We'll have to wait for a while." Xiao Shuxia said face to face: "Xiao He, don't do housework anymore. It's not like girls to be engaged in music!"

He Peiyuan seemed embarrassed: "No, I just wiped it casually that day because I had nothing to do. I don't want to see dust collecting at home...I do the same at work."

Xiao Shuxia condemned: "Yang Jingxing is not hygienic!"

He Peiyuan became loyal: "No, he loves to be clean... He is usually too busy and has no time."

Xiao Shuxia was so excited that she stretched out her hand from the back seat and punched her husband wildly, making her grin. However, her tone remained calm: "...When will it start? The performance."

He Peiyuan said: "Starting at seven o'clock, we are putting on makeup."

Yang Chengyi said: "Let's not delay Xiao He for now... Xiao He, I wish you a successful performance."

He Peiyuan said louder: "Thank you, uncle."

Yang Jingxing also spoke: "How is it? Is there anything you particularly like?"

He Peiyuan thought about it and replied: "...The conditions are very good, the auditorium and the equipment are very good, and the sound engineer is specially hired from outside."

Yang Jingxing let it go: "Let's talk about it tonight, go get ready."

He Peiyuan: "Goodbye, uncle and aunt."
Chapter completed!