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Chapter 1918

Chapter 1918

Han Li turned off the fire on the stove and simmered the porridge for a while before it would become thicker and softer. She knew that Zhao Tingxing liked this texture.

After washing his hands, he turned around and looked at him standing next to him and asked, "Are you not going back to Southwest soon?"

I think he just won the Senbing Group and must be busy with work.

He nodded.

He felt uncomfortable with the two of them talking so calmly. It would be better to feel comfortable than the previous quarrel.

Han Li filled the porridge and put it on the dining table for him to eat. By the way, he said, "You should go home more often if you have time. The old lady's health is not very good."

She had noticed it when she was in the southwest, but the old lady didn't want to delay his work and refused to tell him. Although there was no fatal disease, when a person reaches a certain age, especially after fainting and falling, various organs begin to fail.

state.

It's hard to tell the old man, she doesn't want him to have regrets like her.

Zhao Tingxing didn't take it too seriously. He looked at her while drinking porridge: "Are you cured?"

I feel free to care about others.

Han Li raised his hand and touched his forehead: "Okay."

In fact, she still has a slight fever, but she has rested for two days and must return to the company today.

Neither of them was good at normal communication. For a while, the only sound of spoons clinking against bowls could be heard in the huge restaurant.

Han Li was used to Zhao Tingxing's harsh words. His sudden restraint made it difficult for her to adapt. She knew that the change in his attitude was probably because Lao Chen told him what he had planned before.

So she took the initiative to mention: "The designs that Lao Chen mentioned were also for myself. As a newcomer in the industry at that time, I couldn't get good projects. It was Lao Chen who gave me the opportunity, and the design fee he gave me was far higher than that in the industry, so

, I also developed by designing for you. It’s a win-win situation.”

Zhao Tingxing snorted: "Of course I know that you are not a sacrificial person, and of course you will not do anything unprofitable. In today's terms, it is exquisite egoism."

He also had a good way of making insinuations, referring not only to this matter, but also to the fact that she had left him because she disliked him for being poor.

Han Li choked and drank a mouthful of hot porridge, which made his heart hurt. He took a glass of cold water next to him and took another sip.

Zhao Tingxing continued: "It's good that you are doing this. People should think more about themselves, so that the road ahead will be easy."

They were all born in poverty, and they all know that they must first solve the problem of food and clothing before they have the ability and spare energy to talk about feelings.

Therefore, only people who grow up together can better understand each other's situations.

After breakfast, he went to the company. Zhao Tingxing's driver had left early, so Han Li saw him off first and then returned to his company.

Because she returned to work in her own company, Yiwen, who had not taken a vacation for a long time, gave herself a long vacation. When she came to hand over the work, the two chatted for a while.

Han Li then talked about the original design and his subtle changes with Zhao Tingxing in the morning.

Yiwen sighed: "So you are right. If you had told him as soon as you came back that you had silently done these things for him, he would probably not have felt anything at all, or he would have sent you away with a contract like last time. But now

At a time when your relationship seems to be on bad terms, if someone else tells him about the things you have done for him, well, anyone else would have to feel deeply moved."


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