Chapter 1810: Feng Feng's Decision (11)

Xia Ling trot to her with her shoulder bag.
Qiao Yaruan tried to calm his emotions, then looked up at Xia Ling.
This face, a face she will never forget in her life.
At this moment, her mind was still the girl who had kept her in her arms that summer, the girl who told her not to be afraid.
"Hello." Qiao Yaruan said, trying to make her voice sound normal, but only she knew it, in fact she was afraid, very afraid.
Xia Ling looked at Qiao Yaruan, who was sweating on her forehead, and said curiously, "Is Mrs. Feng hot?"
Qiao Yaruan took a deep breath and finally shook his head. "No, are you doing anything?"
"That's it. I applied for Feng Yingdi's assistant. I signed the contract before, but after I came, Feng Yingdi said, you don't like me, so he won't use me, but I really like Feng Yingdi. So can you— "Xia Ling said pitifully.
Qiao Yaruan looked at Xia Ling seriously, it turned out that she was not.
It turned out that it just looked the same.
"Sorry, I have no right to help him make a decision." Qiao Yaruan said.
"Just tell him that you don't hate me, or Mrs. Feng, do you really hate me?" Xia Ling said aggrieved.
Qiao Yaruan looked at her, and her mind was full of pictures of An Qi Ruan she said not to be afraid. She was suddenly frightened and pushed Xia Ling away. "Sorry, I still have something, let's go first." Qiao Yaruan said Holding it, he placed it directly in the front passenger seat and drove away quickly.
Xia Ling looked at the leaving car with a puzzled expression on her face. How could she go so fast?
Xiao Biao sits in the front passenger seat. Mummy seems to have forgotten that she can't sit in the front passenger seat.
The car drove fast, and Xiao Bian suddenly reached out his little hand and held Qiao Yaruan's hand on the steering wheel, and whispered, "Mum, slow down."
The little sound is small, low.
Qiao Yaruan's tense mood was instantly torn off, her feet lifted slightly, and the speed of the car was lowered.
"Sorry," Qiao Yaruan whispered, parking the car by the side of the road.
Xiao Biao bit his own mouth slightly, always feeling that Daddy and Mummy are abnormal.
After Qiao Yaruan stopped the car, he stretched out his hand and hugged Xiao Budian over it, and put it on his lap. "Would you like to ask Mommy again?"
Xiao Biao continued to bite her mouth and touched Qiao Yaruan's face with her little hand. She and Daddy's mum had a problem, which was also their own problem, but now Mum was unhappy for others.
Therefore, the baby is not happy anymore.
"Mummy is still a little bit small," said Little a little, and patted Qiao Yaruan's back with a small hand.
Qiao Yaruan reached out and hugged her daughter, burying her in her small neck, and slowly relieved her aroused emotion.
The phone in front rang suddenly, and Qiao Yaruan looked up and reached for the phone.
The name of Feng Feng flashed on the top. Qiao Yaruan kept watching, but did not slide down the answer or reject button.
Now, the last thing she wanted to face was Feng Feng.
Because, the biggest problem between them arises.
The problem of death concealed alive.
Death cannot solve the problem, it can only cover it, and when the covered problem reappears, they have no choice but to face.
Qiao Yaruan's hand was swiping on the phone, but he didn't know if it was on the refusal or answer.