Mi Na looked at her with a smile, but her next sentence turned cold: "This matter, I hadn't planned to tell a third person, but it must succeed."
This was clearly a threat, and Qiu Yu turned pale with fright.
After contemplating for a long time, she gritted her teeth and nodded.
*
Time flew by quickly, autumn passed and winter came, and the weather was getting colder.
On this day, a heavy snow fell, and outside the window, the snow was white. Yu Jingrong didn't go to the office but stayed at home with her husband and son, and she said: "Ayun, is it almost New Year again?"
Li Chengyun nodded and reached out to embrace her into his arms.
"We should go home for New Year's. The matters here are almost settled," Yu Jingrong said with a smile. "Mom must really miss the little one. Every time we video call, she can't bear to hang up."
As she spoke, she teased the little one sitting quietly in a stroller beside them, watching them talk.
