Vol 5 Chapter 441: Missing Moon (1)

The closer the time is, the more the sense of instability becomes more prominent, and the closer the distance is, the stronger the anxiety. Just like Wang Ai and Xu Qinglian sitting side by side in the first-class cabin.
The plane landed and began to taxi, and the view of the capital outside the window passed by, and the speed became slower and slower. Wang Ai and Xu Qinglian looked at each other...
"You speak first." Xu Qinglian said subconsciously.
Wang Ai looked at her gently, and Xu Qinglian gradually lowered her head as she watched, Wang Ai just gently hugged her shoulders. This is the most intimate contact of the couple in a month.
"Let's go home." Standing in front of the van driven by Lao Fan, Wang Ai pulled Xu Qinglian into the car.
This time I went home, the reception at home was considered "grand", and I booked an old restaurant in advance, which was a treat I didn't have during the New Year.
During the dinner, when Wang Bin cooked wine for Wang Ai, Yan Zhu, Liu Liang, Xu Qinglian, Tang Mudan, Liu Dingxiang, Shi Wenjun, etc., he said: "First, National Day is coming, and many people in our family have been invited. So we have to unify in advance to save trouble for the country."
Speaking of this, Wang Bin took a special look at Wang Ai, mainly because he was afraid that this son would do something unexpectedly bubbling on the viewing platform.
Wang Ai pouted aggrievedly, I am not stupid!
"Secondly, your overseas career has advanced by leaps and bounds, which makes the family very pleased. Not only I and your Aunt Ai, but also the senior executives of related companies are very pleased to see the growth of the new generation of managers. This meal is mainly for comfort. Yours."
Everyone except Wang Ai is considered to be the high-level of the Apennines Light, smiling and raising their glasses.
"Thirdly, the rare child has not come back this summer. Our old couple missed it very much, so I wanted to beat you up to have a good meal."
Xu Qinglian, whose eyes were focused, smiled and stood up to clink glasses with Wang Bin and Ai Xiaoqing.
The family didn't tell her that even though she had her own problems, she never denied that the Wang family was kind to her.
The dishes in the old restaurant are indeed very distinctive, although they are a little bit worthless compared to the expensive prices, but they can be said to be different. For the family who has taken up a private kitchen today, the price of the dishes is a little bit high, but the characteristics of the dishes are rare but precious.
Simply put, after the economic strength is reached, for the same meal, some people are willing to spend several times the price to find a few decimal points in the increase in value.
Coupled with the enthusiasm of the owner of the private kitchen, each dish can tell a reason, so it can be regarded as the host and the host.
When he was about to leave, Wang Ai noticed that the owner, manager, and chef of the private kitchen were all standing aside neatly, with an expression of wanting not to say on their faces, he moved in his heart, sighed secretly, and walked over to shake hands. Then take a photo.
After all, there are pictures of the President of the United States on the walls. Since the President of the United States has been used to solicit diners, Wang Ai should stop carrying it. In the future, whoever wants to come here and eat it will feel a loss, and it will not be his turn to blame Wang Ai.
In the evening, the family returned to live in a house in Dongcheng District, which was considered jet lag. Xu Qinglian stood in front of the two people's bedroom in the backyard with a dazed expression. It has been more than half a year since the last time she came back. The scenery is the same, the people around her are the same, but some things are different.
Wang Ai wanted to impose punishment on Xu Qinglian, but he endured it. Knowing that she was not in the mood, he said something casually and went to bed after handling some things.
In the morning of the next day, Wang Bin and Ai Xiaoqing prepared to listen to the work report of the "Light of Apennines" in the living room at home. The main reporters were Xu Qinglian, Shi Wenjun, and Yan Zhu, Kang Si who stayed at home and Lei Ao who was in Shenyang. Ni is also waiting for the call online.
Regarding the development of the website, Wang Ai and his family specially reported earlier, and basically listed the roadmap for the future development of this company. But after all, he is not on the front line, and the specific situation is handled by these people, so Wang Ai simply hid in this report to save his powerful influence from interfering with the judgment of the people in the house.
Xu Qinglian reported on the overall development plan, work results, and asked for guidance from her family when she mentioned troubles. Shi Wenjun reported his work plan, work difficulties, and work priorities, and asked his family to provide support. Yan Zhu made a special summary on security issues, including a summary of the situation of the Chinese scum who followed the light of Milan last time.
Wang Ai didn't care about that. Yan Zhu dealt with everything.
The work conference was held all day, and Wang Ai was responsible for lunch and dinner, most of the time in his room to study the national team's preparation plan. Lao Gao recently sent a document over, proposing more specific and subtle tactical ideas, as well as observation and analysis of the main opponents, etc., of course, including the formation of the team and the tracking of the players.
At the end of the day, the results were good in terms of complexion, and people ate a lot of dinner. When it comes to work, the stubborn Xu Qinglian and the stubborn Shi Wenjun don't follow who they say, even investors, big bosses or parents. Therefore, Wang Bin and Ai Xiaoqing are also relatively tired, and people cannot be perfect like this. Those who are too obedient can't pick up, and those who are too obedient can't pick up.
They can't be like a stick education to their own son. Those who should be persuaded will be persuaded, and those who are dissatisfied will have to find information to persuade.
After dinner, the family dispersed, Shi Wenjun was a little tired and chose to rest in the guest room. The old couple went out to play with friends, and Xu Qinglian was invited by Wang Ai to go for a walk.
Facing the habitual evening breeze, walking in the deep and secluded alleys, the occasional market taste of frying and frying made both of them relax a lot.
"I know what you are thinking." After a long silence, Xu Qinglian said.
"Oh?" Wang Ai replied.
Xu Qinglian smiled, carried her hands on her back, lowered her head, her milky-white shoes stepped on the path, and she said for a long time: "You tricked me home this time. You plan to use all your strength to force me to surrender, right?"
After finishing speaking, he raised his head and looked at Wang Ai's profile: "I admit, I can't resist this kind of all-round pressure."
"Oh?" Wang Ai turned his head: "Did you agree?"
"...I, I want to say hello to my family." Xu Qinglian's face flushed in the night.
"Then..." Wang Ai glanced back and found that the guards had only approached Xu Qinglian's ear ten meters away: "Let me be the bridegroom tonight?"
Xu Qinglian smiled and pushed Wang Ai: "If you are not dirty."
Wang Ai said angrily: "What's the matter with you? I always have trouble with me!"
"Hehe." Xu Qinglian finally became lively: "Wait a minute, I'm going to be your bride, can't you wait?"
Wang Ai took a deep breath several times: "Then, September 30? In the last day before the holiday? Otherwise, it will be winter."