boyutpedia Chapter 159 There are mountains and seas between them
Chapter 159 There are mountains and seas between them
Qiao Qin was concentrating on her busy work. The office was so quiet that the only sounds could be heard were the crisp sound of the keyboard and her occasional sigh.
At this moment, a sudden cell phone ring broke the silence.
She was slightly stunned, as if she was forcibly pulled back from another world. She turned her eyes to the vibrating mobile phone screen on the table, only to find that it was a call from Lin Xingran.
"Xiao Ran? What's wrong?"
There was a hint of doubt in Qiao Qin's voice, and the rising ending tone also revealed a hint of worry.
After all, they had just been separated for a short time. Although the atmosphere before was not very pleasant, Lin Xingran was her close friend who she had known for many years. How could Qiao Qin not worry about whether she had encountered any difficult problems?
Lin Xingran's voice came from the other end of the phone, a little weak and tired: "No, I'm fine."
She paused, as if trying to adjust her breathing and make her voice sound more stable, and then said, "I just want to apologize for my attitude just now. Xiaoqin, I didn't mean to be mean to you. I was just too worried about you."
When Qiao Qin heard this, her tense heartstrings relaxed instantly, just like a huge rock that was hanging high in the air and about to fall finally landed safely.
At the same time, a warm current slowly flowed through her heart, which was the warmth and touch of being cared for by her bestie. A relieved smile bloomed on her face, like a flower blooming in spring, and she said gently: "Don't be like this, I don't take it to heart."
After the two of them started talking, the atmosphere was like a spring breeze blowing across a long-frozen lake, instantly breaking the ice and returning to the familiar and intimate state they once were.
They chatted for a while longer, and then Lin Xingran seemed to suddenly remember something. There was a bit more excitement and anticipation in her tone, and her voice unconsciously rose a little.
"By the way, Xiao Ran, I have an agent friend who wants to customize a set of jewelry necklaces for his star to wear at a dinner party in half a month. Do you want to try it?"
"I also know that star. She's a popular young actress with tens of millions of fans. If she wears the jewelry you designed, it will definitely attract many fans to place orders. I think this is a great opportunity." Lin Xingran finished speaking in one breath, speaking a little quickly, her words like a string of cannons, eager to convey this good news to Qiao Qin.
"If you're interested, I can give you his contact information." Lin Xingran added, her voice full of concern and support for Qiao Qin, as if this was not just a job opportunity, but also a deep friendship.
Lin Xingran's words were like a summer rainstorm, coming urgently and passionately.
Qiao Qin instantly understood her thoughts. This was the other party using her connections as compensation for the unpleasantness just now, and it was also another confirmation of the deep friendship between them.
After all, celebrity endorsements are expensive, and for celebrities with such a huge fan base, this is undoubtedly a great business opportunity, like a ray of light in the darkness, illuminating the way forward.
Qiao Qin agreed without hesitation and said with a smile, "Okay, I'll treat you to a meal if the deal is successful."
Her voice was light and full of anticipation, as if she had already seen the dawn of success shining ahead.
A moment later, the system message ringtone rang again. The crisp sound was particularly clear in the quiet room, like a stone thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples.
A user named 'An Yunkai' applied to add a friend.
"Hello, I was introduced by Lin Xingran." The other party went straight to the point, concisely and clearly, without any procrastination.
Qiao Qin also replied immediately: "Mr. An, it's nice to meet you. Xiao Ran has already told me about designing the evening jewelry. When are you free, we can discuss some specific details offline."
However, this time she waited for a long time but did not receive a reply. Qiao Qin guessed that the other party must be busy, so she did not think about it any more. Instead, she put the phone aside and continued to devote herself to her busy work.
The documents were piled up like mountains and the data was densely packed. Qiao Qin's eyes were focused and determined, immersed in his work.
As night falls quietly, the city lights gradually light up, like a sea of stars.
The streets were full of cars and people were rushing home. Qiao Qin finally finished her day's work. She stretched her stiff neck and made a slight "clicking" sound, as if her body was protesting against the fatigue of the whole day. She picked up her phone and found that the other party had replied.
"Tomorrow afternoon at 6:00, Anjing Hotel."
Qiao Qin frowned, and couldn't help but wonder. Was it a little unusual to meet at a restaurant at this time? But thinking that Chinese people generally have the habit of talking about business while eating, she agreed.
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A moment later, Qiao Qin drove back to the villa.
The villa looks particularly peaceful and cozy in the night, with warm lights shining through the windows, as if welcoming the owner's return.
As soon as I walked in, I saw Aunt Song playing with Huo Siqian in the living room. The living room was warm and comfortable, with all kinds of children's toys on the soft carpet.
When the baby saw her, his bright eyes instantly shone as bright as the brightest stars in the night sky. He immediately used his hands and feet to crawl over, shouting happily: "Mom - Mom -" The childish voice was full of dependence and joy, as if these two words were the most beautiful notes in the world.
His saliva dripped onto the ground, forming a small wet mark, the crystal saliva sparkled under the light. He climbed too fast and accidentally fell once, his small body fell to the ground with a soft "bang". This made Aunt Song next to him look anxious, she quickly reached out to help him, and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Young Master, slow down, slow down."
At that moment, Qiao Qin's heart melted.
She rushed to Huo Siqian's side in three steps, squatted down quickly, and picked him up gently as if she was protecting a rare treasure. Feeling the baby's soft body and warm breath, Qiao Qin's heart was filled with guilt and reflection.
Have you been too busy with work recently and neglected the precious time spending with your children as they grow up?
The atmosphere in the living room is very harmonious, with warm lights sprinkled in every corner, creating a warm and peaceful atmosphere. The family photos hanging on the wall record every happy moment.
Just then, a crisp doorbell sound suddenly rang at the door.
When Aunt Song heard the bell, she quickly put down the toys in her hands and ran to open the door.
The moment the door opened, she first shouted with surprise on her face: "Sir? You're back?" The voice was full of surprise and joy.
However, this joyful expression was only fleeting. Thinking of the conflict between him and his wife, the smile on Aunt Song's face suddenly disappeared without a trace, and there was a bit of sadness between her brows, like the sky covered by dark clouds.
However, Qiao Qin came over at this time. Her face was no longer sharp and aggressive, but was replaced by a calm expression, like a calm lake.
She whispered, "Come and see the baby?" The voice was soft and gentle, without its usual sharpness.
"Yeah." Huo Yan's answer was brief and low, as if carrying a hint of imperceptible expectation and hesitation.
"Come in." Qiao Qin's voice was calm and natural, as if all the previous conflicts had disappeared at this moment, like the wind blowing away the dark clouds.
As the two asked and answered each other, the originally tense atmosphere was obviously eased.
Aunt Song was still standing there, watching Huo Yan walk past her and step into the living room. His steps were steady and powerful, yet a little cautious.
The wrinkles between Aunt Song's brows gradually relaxed, and a wave of joy swept through her heart. Are the husband and wife reconciled? Aunt Song thought to herself, her eyes lit up, and she turned around to look.
Huo Yan took the baby from Qiao Qin's hands, and his deep eyes revealed unprecedented tenderness, as if this little life was the most precious treasure in the world.
His eyes were focused and affectionate, and he whispered, "I haven't realized how big I am now." His voice was full of emotion and amazement at the passing of time.
"Yeah." Qiao Qin also felt a little emotional, her eyes filled with memories of the past years.
Suddenly she thought of something, and the corners of her lips curled up slightly, and she said with a smile: "In two years, I won't be able to hold you anymore."
Qiao Qin's eyes show both expectations for the future and cherishment for the present.
Huo Yan's eyes darkened slightly as he looked at Qiao Qin intently. There was unspeakable affection in those deep eyes, as if he wanted to engrave her appearance deeply in his heart, forever.
"Thank you for your hard work." His voice was low and magnetic, full of gratitude and care for Qiao Qin. Every word seemed to flow from the deepest part of his heart.
Qiao Qin was stunned for a moment. For some reason, her eyes felt hot and her nose felt a little sore.
She took a deep breath, trying to suppress the strange emotions in her heart, and said in a tight voice: "It's not hard."
Her eyes were a little evasive, not daring to look directly into Huo Yan's burning gaze.
The two of them stared at each other, and time seemed to stand still at this moment. Everything around them became blurry, and only their eyes met.
Huo Siqian opened his eyes wide and looked around curiously. The once naughty devil seemed to sense that the atmosphere was unusual and became unusually well-behaved and obedient, staying quietly in his father's arms.
Aunt Song saw this scene and felt extremely relieved. The corners of her mouth curved up into a brilliant arc, and her smile was as warm as the spring sunshine.
She quietly left the living room, leaving the warm space to the family of three, as if she didn't want to disturb this rare tranquility and harmony.
After a moment's silence, Huo Yan remembered his purpose and couldn't help but frown. His expression became solemn, as if a dark cloud covered his originally gentle face.
"The police are still looking for information about the kidnappers, but so far there are no clues. I have arranged for someone to stay by your side and protect you during this period."
As he spoke, he seemed to be afraid that the person in front of him would refuse, and his tone was a little more anxious and worried: "Don't worry, they won't affect your daily life. The kidnapper should be coming for me. I'm afraid that something unexpected will happen to you."
Huo Yan's eyes were firm and persistent, revealing his extreme concern for Qiao Qin's safety.
Since it was a matter of life and death, Qiao Qin did not refuse, and there was some gratitude in her voice: "Okay, I understand, thank you." There was a hint of relief and trust in Huo Yan in her eyes.
"There's no need to thank me between you and me." Huo Yan blurted out. As soon as he finished speaking, the atmosphere suddenly became quiet and awkward. The air seemed to freeze, making people feel a little uncomfortable.
Qiao Qin barely slept last night and had been busy working all day. Her eyes were now bloodshot and her tired expression was clearly visible on her face. It was an unconcealable tiredness, like a flower hit by frost, which had lost its former vitality and energy.
"Is there anything else?" She couldn't help but ask, with a hint of fatigue in her voice. She yawned because she was too sleepy, and a tear flowed from the corner of her eye, sparkling under the light.
Huo Yan opened his mouth, seemed to be about to say something, and finally lowered his head dejectedly, like a withered flower that had lost its vitality.
He whispered, "Nothing, you can call me anytime if you have any problem." His voice was full of helplessness and loss.
"Good night, go to bed early."
After he finished speaking, he turned and walked towards the door. Each step he took seemed extremely slow, with obvious reluctance, as if each step required great courage.
His back looked somewhat lonely and desolate under the light.
Qiao Qin looked at the thin back, she pursed her lips, knowing what Huo Yan was thinking, but in the end she didn't say anything to ask him to stay. After all, although she agreed to write off the past grudges, it didn't mean that the two of them could be together again.
There is still a mountain between them, a gap between mountains and seas that cannot be easily crossed. That mountain is made up of past misunderstandings, hurts and unresolved knots, towering into the clouds and difficult to cross.