A light joke

Chapter 1 Arrive in Cloud City in advance

At the end of August, the sun was shining and the heat wave rolled in the town.

On the second floor of the town center health center, a girl leaned lazily against a slightly worn door. She was wearing a simple black and white plaid shirt, and the neckline was crooked when she bowed her head.

The sleeves are rolled up very unruly.

Below is a pair of low-waisted jeans, which are a little old, because her movements reveal a thin waist.

The appearance is striking.

When the nurse saw a man pass by a girl for the third time, she handed the girl a lollipop and pointed it at Nunu in the ward. "Hello, hello, are your parents there?"

Qin Heng slowly tore open the sugar coating, and her long cilia drooped slightly. When she bit into her mouth, she was only half squinting and her mood was not high. "Right?"

The nurse snorted. "I can't see it."

After saying a word, I left in a hurry with my medical record.

Yes, the biological parents in the ward are Ning Qing and Qin.

They divorced more than ten years ago, and Qin Heng has been following her grandmother. Half a month ago, her grandmother fell ill and now she needs to be transferred to another hospital. Ningqing didn't come back with Qin, Han and Qiu.

Qin Heng leaned against the wall, one leg slightly bent, and listened to the sound of two people arguing in the ward with a straight face.

Through the door, I heard Ningqing's voice indifferent. "Qin, Han Heqiu, the car is downstairs. I'll take my mother to the city hospital and I'll go with you. "

"Why are you following me?" Qin Han Qiu sneered, you're welcome at all. "You didn't marry a rich man. You can't afford a daughter with so much money? "

"I brought a message to the Lins. Do you want me to bring another medicine bottle? "Ningqing gave him an impatient look." My mother helped you raise your daughter for more than ten years. Now that she is ill, she can't help it. If you don't take it, don't let me take it back to the Lins? "

Having said that, the resentment in Qin, Han and autumn is even more obvious. "At that time, I clearly wanted to improve my language, but you insisted on fighting with me. Now you have to let me take it, ok, then you can give it to me. "

They have two daughters, Qin Heng and Qin Yu. Although they are only one year apart, they are very different in all aspects.

During the divorce, the struggle for custody of Qin language turned upside down. Later, Qin Yu wanted to follow his mother, and the lawsuit was finished.

At that time, Qin Heng didn't want it, so they pushed it off each other, and finally nobody cared.

Grandma Chen Shulan looks pitiful. She raised Qin Heng 12 years by herself.

Ward, NingQing looked at qin, Korea, Qiu Li mocking face, held her breath.

Qin, Han and Qiu were abducted to their town when they were children. A poor boy, Ning Qing took a fancy to him because he was good-looking. After several years of marriage, I couldn't stand each other's temper and simply divorced.

After the divorce, Ning Qing and Qin Yu married a rich man in Yuncheng, like a duck to water.

Qin, Han and Qiu also got married soon, and gave birth to a son with their current wife, and they lived a prosperous life.

Both of them forgot that they had an older daughter.

Now they regard Qin Heng as an object, kicking balls at each other, as if unaware that their eldest daughter is listening to their conversation outside the door.

Barefoot was not afraid to wear shoes in autumn in Qin and Han Dynasties. Ningqing was afraid that he would really go to the Lins to make trouble, which would only make her more humiliated. She can only swallow a mouthful of bitter water and is unwilling to take Qin Heng back to Yuncheng.

"Hengheng, don't blame Dad," Qin threw away the package easily. When he walked out of the ward, he saw Qin Heng and stopped. "The lins are very rich. If you go with your mother, they will definitely find a good school for you to study in senior three. "

Qin, Han and Qiu all have to raise sons now, and the burden is not small. We haven't bought a house in the city yet, so we must plan for the future. Before coming, his current wife greeted him.

He can only feel sorry for Qin Heng.

From now on, he never wants Qin Heng back.

Qin Heng leaned back, there was no air conditioning in the corridor of the hospital, and the sultry air almost froze. She lowered her head and wrapped her fingers around the second white jade button on her collar.

Fingers are slender, without impurities, like condensed jade grease, wrapped in cold.

There is a "don't mess with me" impatience between the eyebrows.

Ignore the Qin, Han, Spring and Autumn Period. After unbuttoning this button, I suddenly narrowed my eyes and looked at my window in the corridor. Cold light appeared in my eyes.

A few meters away from the window is an office.

Opposite the office.

The young man sitting in the chair is wearing an abstinence white coat, with a handsome appearance and a handsome figure.

Jiang Dongye, the latest director of the hospital.

Jiang Dongye saw the high sofa that didn't match the hospital across the eye.

There was a man lying on the sofa, with a cigarette between his fingertips, slender and distinct, with light smoke curling up, his arms draped at will, and his eyes seemed to freeze for half a minute.

Jiang Dongye looked out along each other's eyes. "What are you staring at?"

The man was wearing a black silk shirt, snuggling up on the sofa, sleepy, leaning back against the sofa, biting his cigarette holder and laughing. "The waist is quite thin."

He tilted his head, his nose was high, his skin was extremely fair, his eyes were half squinted, and his long eyelashes covered the bottom of his eyes, which made him look too cold and hazy.

I seem to have just woken up and my voice is a little sleepy. I am dumb and lazy, and I am wrapped in a half-zone.

Reaching out and dusting the ash, the black neckline was half open, and the skin at the neck was as thin as beautiful porcelain by thick black reflection.

"Huh?" Jiang Dongye turned over a page of medical records and didn't understand.

Looking up at this romantic color, it is not difficult to understand that all the men and women in Beijing are crazy about this third master.

"It's none of your business." Cheng Juan stretched out his long legs and leaned back on the sofa, talking lazily. "After the task here is completed in a few days, you can go back to Beijing."

"What about you?" Jiang Dongye woke up.

Fingers with obvious joints put out cigarettes in the ashtray.

Cheng Juan got up, his legs were straight and slender, his eyes were lazy, and he stretched out his hand and patted the dust that did not exist on his clothes. He looked relaxed and indifferent: "There are other tasks."

Ning's car is downstairs in the town health center.

It's a black BMW with the license plate number Yuncheng.

NingQing after consulting with the doctor, directly take Qin Heng and Chen Shulan back to the cloud city.

"The lins have many rules. Don't take your bad habits to the Lins, do you hear me? " Ningqing tilted his head and rubbed his eyebrows.

Qin Heng only brought a black backpack, put it on his leg, half squinting, a little sleepy, and nodded casually.

Bend a pair of thin straight legs.

Everything is a bandit, and I don't know if she listened.

"Are you so sleepy? You were a thief last night? " Ning Qing has been a wife of the Lins for twelve years, and now she is charming.

What she hates most is Qin Heng's bandit spirit like Qin Han Qiu.

Qin Heng took out a pair of black headphones from his pocket and put them on himself. He didn't care too much. "I went to the Internet cafe to play games all night."

When she looked up, the half-hung earphone slipped into her collar and hung around her neck.

"You ... you are not allowed to go to the Internet cafe in the future!" NingQing looked at her this pair of raffish, grind, "don't get out of control, if you take out one over ten of the language, I also don't have to be so polite to you. Lin's family is not your grandmother's. Everything you say and do affects your sister. If you don't want to be good, don't get involved. "

The thought of finding a relationship and letting Lin Jiaqi get Qin Heng into the third year of high school makes Ningqing more and more agitated.

With the present situation of Qin Heng, I'm afraid I've searched all over Yuncheng, but I can't find a school willing to accept her.

She married Qi Lin, a real estate businessman who lost his wife and had a beautiful appearance. The other party has a son, and she also made it clear that she doesn't want Ning Qing to regenerate.

When Qin Yu was a child, he was very clever, good-looking and lovable.

Excellent grades and outstanding talents have never made Lin's family worry about her study once.

No matter where it is placed, it is the "children of other people's families" in other populations.

The Lins are not satisfied with the Qin language.

Ningqing is naturally willing to marry the Lins with Qin language.

Think about taking Qin Heng to the Lins next.

Ningqing even has no appetite for lunch.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, the black BMW stopped in front of Yuncheng Forest Villa.

"madam." The door was opened by a middle-aged woman in a blue coat. She was surprised to see Chen Shulan and Qin Heng behind Ningqing.

Ningqing is a little stuffy in her chest, and she is upset. "Sister zhang, you take my mother with Heng, and class will be over soon. I'll pick her up. "

Qin language has always been the driver of the Lins.

Ning Qing went to pick it up in person today. To put it bluntly, she is still very sad. She didn't want to face Qin Heng at home, but wanted to go out to catch her breath.

Sister-in-law Zhang watched Ningqing leave, but looked at the two men with suspicion.

"Old lady, Miss Qin," she looked them up and down with extremely vague eyes before she spoke. "Come on in."

Say, draw tilting head in front to lead the way, in the angle of two people can't see, and the pie mouth.

Along the way, Chen Shulan saw beautifully decorated European architecture.

Fingers unconsciously holding skirts, a little at a loss.

Stopped at the entrance of the hall, sister-in-law Zhang was about to take out her slippers.

Only to see Chen Shulan walk into the gate wearing such shoes.

After Chen Shulan walked in, she felt that Sister-in-law Zhang was looking at her surprised eyes, and the pores behind her exploded, which made her feel ashamed.

Although she is a countryman, she always loves cleanliness, and there is no dust on her feet and clothes.

Sister-in-law Zhang's eyes are at home, but her granddaughter is around. Try to ignore the line of sight of sister-in-law Zhang and stand up straight.

She took a step back and wanted to change her shoes, but she saw Sister-in-law Zhang put her slippers back.

There are quite a few rooms in the Lins' family. Sister-in-law Zhang is not sure about Ningqing now, so she took them to a room on the third floor.

At the corner of the second floor, I saw a semi-open house with a valuable violin exposed inside.

Qin Heng took one more look.

Sister Zhang took a look and said with a straight face, "That's Miss Er's piano room."

Picked an eyebrow eye, lazily followed the word "impatient" written on Zhang Sao, and casually thought about it. It seems that Qin language is quite popular with the Lins.

The rooms upstairs are rather monotonous.

"This is the bathroom. Can the water heater work? " Sister-in-law Zhang opened the bathroom door, as if the two people opposite her were cavemen.

Qin Heng sat on the low table, with one leg slightly bent, one hand fiddling with the flowers on the low table, and the other hand clutching one of his sleeves.

Show a slender white wrist.

"You two have a rest first. Let me know if you need anything. I'll go downstairs first. " Sister-in-law Zhang said a few notes and then went downstairs to help in the kitchen.

After she left, Qin Heng locked the door.

Looking at this beautiful spotless room, she smiled and said, "This sister-in-law Zhang is very ... very easy to get along with. I am relieved that you will live here in the future. "

Qin Heng threw the contents of his backpack on the table.

Smell speech picked the eyebrow, decided not to remind grandma, just sister-in-law zhang just put "these two poor relatives are to take advantage of the lins" contempt sample written on the face.

Chen Shulan watched Qin Heng fiddle with her own things and didn't bother her. Granddaughter Guli has many strange things.

The last time we saw the gun with chill on the table, Chen Shulan was really scared, but later Qin Heng said it was just a simulated toy gun.

Qin Heng is sitting on the desk with her legs bent, fiddling with the contents of her backpack, an unmarked laptop, which looks very new and has no brand. She put it on the table and left it alone.

And took out a heavy mobile phone.

She continued to throw it on the table.

Her things are always at sixes and sevens. She picked out a white plastic bottle among the things.

When I picked it up, it made a shaking sound, and it contained water.

A capital Q was scrawled outside with a black pen, and a post-it note was posted.

Qin Heng tore off the note and scrawled a string of words on it. To others, it's just a string of garbled words. She looked at it for a long time and then threw it aside.

He only took a white plastic bottle in his hand, glanced at Chen Shulan with his head tilted, struggled for a while, and stuffed it back into his pocket.

After a while, sister-in-law Zhang came and knocked at the door-

"Mr. Wang and the gentleman came back, downstairs. He wants to meet you. "

Downstairs, and Lin are whispering.

After all, I have to bring another daughter back. Ning Qing doesn't have the courage to make a decision without authorization. When she was in the hospital, she called Lin Jiaqi.

"I heard that I dropped out of school for a year and made a big mistake in the original school. It' s really a thorn in my side. It' s a bit uncomfortable to be sent to No.1 Middle School. " Lin Jiaqi thinking NingQing request, frowning worried.

He thought Qin was so good that her sister was not much different, so he didn't ask much.

It's more troublesome at present. The Lins have never had such a bad record.

Lin's eyebrows and eyes are indifferent, one hand on the sofa, holding a mobile phone seems to be chatting with people.

Lin Jiaqi didn't even look up when he spoke, and he was not interested in what Lin Jiaqi called Qin Heng.

Only when he heard the sound on the stairs, he inadvertently glanced up.

In a daze

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Chapter 2 This is Ye.

The Lins are famous families in Yuncheng. Counting three generations, Yuncheng is famous.

Lin Jiaqi is less than 50 years old this year. She is not as rich as people of her age. She can vaguely see the elegance and gentleness of her youth, and her eyes under gold-rimmed glasses always inadvertently reveal the edge of being immersed in business.

Ningqing can marry Lin Jiaqi, even Qin Heng thinks she is lucky.

Qi Lin held a cigarette in his hand, thought about it, and then put it down: "Xiaoqing told me. Don't worry, I have sent someone to arrange it. "

Chen Shulan is a rural person with little culture. When he first came to this expensive family, he was at a loss.

Even though Lin Jiaqi is very kind to her, she is still a little uncomfortable.

Lin Jiaqi felt it, just smiled and accompanied Chen Shulan to drink tea, and occasionally said a few words not to embarrass Chen Shulan, waiting for Ningqing to come back together.

Qin Heng leaned back against the sofa and lazily pressed his mobile phone. It should be playing a game.

Her fingers are slender and beautiful, and they look too white in the light from the French window.

Eyebrows drooped, and from Lin's point of view, only her long curly eyelashes could be seen, trembling slightly.

Seems to feel his peep, the other party slowly raised his head.

Clean and transparent eyes, the bottom of the eyes is not as afraid as Chen Shulan.

Calm is like a cold pool, dark and deep.

It was cold for nine minutes.

The rest is the unruly and bandit spirit that can't be hidden in the bones.

There is no future.

Lin paused with the hand holding the teacup, and was not embarrassed to be caught. He smiled.

Qin Heng casually looked back, unhurriedly changed his posture, and continued to press the phone.

The whole body is haunted by the aura of "don't mess with Lao Zi".

The forest that has never been cold is gone again.

It took him a long time to react, turn off the bright mobile phone screen, lean back and bang.

There are some cynical bullies on the gentle face.

Sure enough, as Lin Jiaqi described, he was a thorn in the side.

Very proud.

Chen Shulan knows that Qin Heng loves to play, and she likes to play games when she is free. It's not that she hasn't thought of Qin Heng, but the other party just looked at her with a pair of beautiful almond eyes, and her eyes were foggy.

Who can stand this?

Chen Shulan lost his temper.

What else can I do?

Then get used to it.

Not to mention playing games, even if he skipped class, Chen Shulan could turn a blind eye like a king.

At this age, it is the first time that she has spoiled her children and grandchildren.

But now that Qin Heng has been fighting for a year, Chen Shulan has found symptoms again. This time, she was cruel regardless of Qin Heng's coquetry. No matter what method the other party uses, she is determined to let the other party go to school in Yuncheng.

Lin Jiaqi, the owner of the Lins, is just around the corner. Chen Shulan hoped that Qin Heng would make a good impression on Lin Jiaqi. More than once, she reminded Qin Heng not to play games and to behave well in front of Lin Jiaqi.

It's just ... I can't stand being mean to her.

Chen Shulan worry, this is the big ye, that after she left, who can cure her?

A room full of people with different ideas didn't say much until Ningqing came back with Qin language, and the atmosphere suddenly eased.

Lin Jiaqi saw behind NingQing clever good-looking Qin language, a warm smile on his face.

Zhang Sister-in-law, who has always been cold, was greeted by a sideways, and took the bag in Qin Yu's hand. Her tone is respectful. "madam, miss."

The people sitting on the sofa, including Lin Jiaqi, stood up.

Under the glare of Chen Shulan, Qin Heng stood lazily, leaning on the sofa, coldly looking at Qin Yu and Ningqing.

Cold and arrogant.

After only one look, I looked down at my mobile phone and didn't play games. I seem to be chatting with someone.

His resume is extremely poor among ordinary people, let alone outstanding in front of Lin.

Thought of here, NingQing some fidgety in my heart.

Where did Ningqing have the face to mention things in front of Lin Lin, the heir of the Lin family?

That's not a joke.

So she kept talking to Chen Shulan Lin Jiaqi, without mentioning Qin Heng.

"Yuer rehearsed for the celebration of No.1 Middle School, so she came back late." Just talking about Qin language, Ningqing was very happy and radiant.

"Violin playing?" Also feel rare, surprised to see the qin dynasty.

Zhang sister-in-law brought two cups of tea. When she heard Chen Shulan's words, she smiled and said, "Miss has studied violin since she was a child, and she passed Grade 9. When the school has activities, she will be asked to be the finale. "

This sentence makes Ning Qing proud and proud. This is her daughter who has spent countless efforts to cultivate.

Chen Shulan was happy, too, but when she heard Sister-in-law Zhang's sharp tone, she felt a little uncomfortable.

The smile on his face disappeared for a few minutes.

After Qin Yu came back, he went directly to Lin, took Lin's arm, looked up and smiled. "Brother, why are you back?"

"There is a project." Lin half squinted, and his tone was rare and light.

After all, she is the only girl in the Lin family. Qin language is very popular in the Lins' family, and Lin also indulges her.

As he spoke, he glanced at Qin Heng. One hand in his pocket, the other hand casually playing with his mobile phone on the sofa, his eyes hanging down, and his mood didn't look too high.

Lin saw the strange Qin language, and she subconsciously cocked her head.

On the way back, Ningqing gave her a shot, and Qin naturally knew about it.

She paused for a moment in Qin Heng's face, and then withdrew her eyes very flatly.

The nanny soon cooked dinner.

While eating, Qi Lin took a look at Qin Heng, thought about it, and said, "Just one middle school, we can take care of each other with her."

The tone is not urgent or slow.

Lin Jiaqi said this sentence, the atmosphere at the dinner table changed.

Qin Yu was eating. When I heard him, I took a bite of rice with chopsticks and handed it to my hand.

She glanced at Qin Heng, gherardini, "a? A level with me? "

Qin Heng is one year older than Qin Yu.

Even Zhang Sister-in-law, who stood by and waited, couldn't help glancing, as if in irony.

Then my face fell.

Yes, she thought Qin Heng came to Yuncheng to go to college.

NingQing face stiff, to the lins for so many years have never felt so humiliated.

Qi Lin next to her looks as usual, and her tone is quite mild. "Your sister has to reread the third year of high school because of something."

Rereading the third year of senior high school for one year, in any case, the results will never be much better.

"I see."

Qin language smiled, "oh-".

Then nodded, cleverly no longer make any noise.

Who doesn't know the Lins, Qin language has long occupied the top five in the grade.

Ningqing finally reacted. In fact, she planned to send Qin Heng to a private school, but she didn't expect Lin Jiaqi to let Qin Heng go to No.1 Middle School.

As we all know, No.1 Middle School is the best school in Yuncheng.

Get Qin Heng, who has a black history and is not good at it, into No.1 Middle School. What's more, Lin Jiaqi spent a lot of time owing the headmaster of No.1 Middle School.

No.1 Middle School is basically a schoolmaster, but Qin Heng is an anomaly in No.1 Middle School.

"But one is not good either." Ningqing knew this, was depressed, and lost her appetite instantly.

Then I remembered something, "I remember you signed up for a violin class when you were a child? How many levels is it now? "

There is an art class in No.1 Middle School.

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