The Heroine of the Pet Text is Rotten [MTL]

Ch 22

Chapter 22

 Near noon, the sun is shining.

The car drove into the front yard, Qin Jia got out of the car under the scorching sun, went around to the trunk to get his luggage, and pulled his small suitcase to the house.

The living room was quiet, so quiet that it didn't look like there had been a world war.

Qin Jia turned his head to look at Fifteen, who came in with the box containing the dress, and spread his hands in confusion, indicating that he didn't know what was going on.

Qin Jia pulled the box and walked to the elevator room, the aroma of food on her face aroused the cravings in her stomach, awakening the most straightforward desires in the depths of her body and soul.

She handed the box to Fifteen, asking him to help bring it into her room. Fifteen nodded in agreement, and she walked briskly out of the elevator, leaving the living room, and heading straight for the back kitchen.

When he met Steward Sun, Qin Jia took the initiative to greet him and asked him when he would be able to eat.

When Steward Sun saw her, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, "Miss, are you back?"

Qin Jia nodded, his gaze slowly falling on his hand. He carried a wooden tray containing a medium-sized teacup with a lid, underneath which was a cup holder with a celadon spoon diagonally placed on the rim.

Qin Jia asked, "What's inside?"

Steward Sun looked around, quickly retracted his gaze, and said in a low voice, "Stewed pears with rock sugar."

Qin Jia nodded, and just wanted to continue to ask when he could have lunch, when he suddenly heard him say, "Sir's throat is split, this is what he secretly ordered me to do."

Qin Jia was stunned when he heard this.

Qin Zongming's voice is hoarse? Scolding and dumb? His physical fitness is inevitably too poor, right?

Thinking of this, Qin Jia took the initiative to make way for Steward Sun, "You go first, don't delay your time."

Steward Sun raised his eyebrows, "Hey, don't delay."

After speaking, he looked very interested, as if he wanted to continue.

Qin Jia gave a puzzled look, and then was pulled aside by Steward Sun, and the other party talked endlessly, telling all about what happened today.

According to Steward Sun, some netizens arranged her and Qin Mo's love story on the Internet, and the initial version was quite romantic, Qin Zongming felt ridiculous when he saw it, so he asked the group's public relations department to reduce the heat and withdraw the hot search.

As a result, somehow aroused the rebellious psychology of the melon-eating masses, in just a few hours, the version of the love history kept changing, some said that she was a scheming woman, and some said that she used her boss as a springboard to hook up with Qin Mo, and later it became more and more outrageous, which made Shen Yushu and Qin Zongming very angry.

After that, Qin Zongming came back from the hospital.

He and Shen Yushu talked and quarreled, and by the way, they involved the small contradictions that had accumulated before, and talked about Chen Sesame's rotten grain, and finally Qin Zongming had nowhere to spread his anger and scolded the people in the public relations department.

Now the people in the public relations department are clamoring to resign, and Shen Yushu persuaded people to stop them.

Qin Jia was a little confused when she heard this, and she asked in wonder, "I don't understand, can't this matter be explained clearly in one sentence?" Tell everyone that Qin Mo and I are sisters and brothers, won't the matter be over?"

Steward Sun looked back and forth, and made sure that no one said: "Yes, the public relations department also means this, but I don't know why, Mr. is very stubborn."

"He said that he didn't want you to show your face outside, let alone talk about the Qin family.

Qin Jia pondered for a moment and asked, "What about Mom's attitude?" What did she say?"

"It doesn't matter to my wife. Steward Sun pulled his lips, "But Mr. can't persuade him."

Speaking of this, the two were silent with each other, staring at each other, and the atmosphere gradually became awkward.

The mobile phone in his pocket rang suddenly, and Steward Sun came back to his senses in a trance, and said to Qin Jia: "Miss, I just said those words casually just now, don't take it to heart." Let the adults solve their affairs.

Qin Jia smiled dumbly: "Steward Sun, I am also an adult, I am 23 years old this year."

Steward Sun smiled and said nothing, and then diverted the topic: "I'm going to deliver pear soup, Mr. should be in a hurry."

Seeing Steward Sun leave, Qin Jia turned around and entered the kitchen. In the kitchen, the cooks and servants are busy doing what they are doing.

Qin Jia asked casually, and learned that there were still twenty minutes before leaving the meal, so she asked for a mango to satisfy her hunger, and sat silently in the corner and finished eating.

After eating the mango, Qin Jia got up and went to the pool to wash her hands, she looked at the rushing water, suddenly remembered something, and turned her head to stop the maid Ah Ju on the side.

Ah Ju turned around and looked at her with a confused expression, "Miss, are you looking for me?"

Qin Jia turned off the faucet, gave her a look, and motioned for her to take a step to speak.

Ah Ju stood in the corner, pinching the corner of her clothes with her hands, and said nervously: "Miss, did I do something wrong and make you unhappy?"

Qin Jia patted her on the shoulder and smiled slightly, "Don't be nervous, I'm not here to ask the master."

"Come here, I'll tell you more.
After
a whisper, Ah Ju was entangled: "But, what if Mr. is unhappy and angry with us? I don't want to lose my job just yet.

Qin Jia thought for a while and said, "I'll add money to you to this number."

She stretched out five fingers, saw that Ah Ju's expression loosened, and continued: "In case, if you lose your job because of this, I will compensate you for one year's salary."

Hearing this, Ah Ju didn't hesitate any longer, and immediately smiled: "Deal."

-

Daylight falls obliquely into the room, casting a lattice of white on the wooden floor.

Qin Zongming stood in front of the window, looking at the locust tree in the yard through the transparent glass. Pure white flowers bloom all over the tree, and the flower branches sway in the wind, so pleasant.

Thinking of the experience of pollen allergy a while ago, Qin Zongming frowned, raised his hand and pinched his fiery throat, and closed the curtain in annoyance.

He returned to his desk and sat down, scooped a spoonful of warm icing pears, and swallowed them in one gulp. Sydney moisturized and relieved the dryness in his throat, Qin Zongming gradually stretched his brows and slowly drank the rest of the pear soup.

After drinking the pear soup, Qin Zongming put on his glasses and took out his mobile phone to swipe the hot search, Qin Jia and Qin Mo's gossip was still on the hot list, he squinted his eyes, and the stuffiness in his heart that had just dissipated gathered little by little.

The matter has fermented until now, and even many partners in WeChat have come to ask him whether the rumors on the Internet are true or false.

For some reason, he inexplicably had the illusion that all these years of hard work had been ruined.

Over the years, he rarely revealed his family situation to the outside world, and occasionally when he needed children to appear, he was more inclined to take Qin Mo there.

He didn't want outsiders to know that he had a mediocre daughter. Qin Jia's existence, like a thorn, reminded him all the time that he was a loser.

It's good now.

The whole network will watch his jokes, perhaps, this is an opportunity to "desensitize".

Qin ZongMing put down the phone, smiled bitterly, and felt so unwilling on the other.

When I was a child, everyone said that he was a genius, a child prodigy, and the glory of the family. When he grew up, whether it was his studies or career, he had a smooth ride.

When he reached the age of starting a family, he was also lucky to have a near-perfect partner. But since the birth of the child, everything has slowly changed.

When Qin Jia was four years old, by chance, he took her to test her IQ, but the results were unsatisfactory. So, from that day on, his nightmare began.

After another two years, Qin Mo showed amazing talent in all aspects, he saw his former shadow in his son, and his shattered self-confidence returned.

Decades have passed, Qin Zongming looked at himself reflected on the screen of his mobile phone, and was stunned.

He gritted his teeth and called the head of the PR department again.

"Minister Qi, if you can't do it, you can outsource it and find someone else to do it.

He paused as he spoke, "Be sure to help take down the hot search, money is not a problem."

Hanging up the phone, Qin Zongming looked at the time, it was about to be lunch time, and he didn't know if Shen Yushu would come back to eat. When she comes back......

As he was thinking, his thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the door. Qin Zongming raised his head and saw Steward Sun at the door, raised his eyebrows slightly, and gave him an indifferent look.

Steward Sun pointed downstairs and said respectfully: "Sir, lunch is ready."

Qin Zongming cleared his throat and said in a dumb voice: "What about Mrs? Is she back?"

Steward Sun: "My wife just called, she ate at the company and won't come back."

"By the way, the eldest lady is back. You can go downstairs and dine with her.

Qin Zongming had a calm face and waved his hand, "You guys eat first, I'm not hungry."

Steward Sun observed his words, didn't continue to talk, and said lightly: "Okay."

After the people left, Qin Zongming took off his glasses with one hand, took a pair of earplugs from the drawer and put them on in turn, and then he leaned on the office chair and closed his eyes.

-

After two hours.

Qin Zongming woke up from his sleep, he straightened his waist and stretched out with his still intact left hand, and then, he moved his neck as usual.

Only a click was heard.

He groaned in pain, and suddenly found that he seemed to be slumped.

At the same time, my stomach rumbled, and the feeling of hunger rushed into my brain in an instant.

He frowned, picked up his phone and looked at it, it was already two hours before lunchtime, and no one had come to call him.

Qin Zongming took off his earplugs, stood up with his neck bent, left the study, and went downstairs to forage for food.

The dining table was clean, and the marble table top was so bright that it could even be used as a mirror.

Qin Zongming endured his hunger and walked towards the back kitchen. He opened the refrigerator, took a box of cut cantaloupe from the freezer, and was just about to leave, when he suddenly heard a small chatter.

It's the voice of the servants.

"Hey, hasn't Mr. eaten yet? Which of you is going to call him?"

"I don't dare to go, Ah Ju or you should go. My husband has a big temper and I'm super afraid of him. The

voice was outside, Qin Zongming pulled his lips helplessly, and found a chair to sit down on the spot.

He opened the box, forked a small piece of cantaloupe, and ate it slowly.

The outside discussion continues.

"Hey, don't you think the eldest lady is pitiful? I happily went out and won the first place in the competition, but as soon as I got home, my father and mother quarreled like that, if I were her, I would definitely be sad to death.

"Hey, after so many years, I'm afraid the eldest lady has long been used to it. What can she do with her father who has such a bad temper, she only blames her for her bad life. Hearing the

words "bad life", Qin Zongming paused, and the cantaloupe in his mouth suddenly lost its taste. He was in a trance, and he didn't fork the next one for a long time.

"It's not just a bad temper, but when it comes to that person's shortcomings, I can't finish talking about them for three days and three nights.

"It's a pity, no matter how bad Dad is, Dad is still Daddy. The eldest lady is beautiful and kind-hearted, but if she changes her father, she will already be spoiled as a princess, so why do you need to live by looking at her face.

"Don't say it, I heard that Second Master Lu wants the eldest lady to be his goddaughter, and there are more people outside who like the eldest lady, and the one who doesn't like it." "

Sir doesn't like the eldest lady? Is there a father who hates his daughter?"

"Who knows, psychopath. It's also strange, my husband makes so much money, is he reluctant to spend money to see a psychiatrist?"

The sound outside the "......"

gradually dissipated.

Qin Zongming looked at the box full of cantaloupe in front of him, and his heart was mixed.

Before, he didn't care what the servant said. After all, he is an employer, and their lives are very different and the level is completely different.

I don't know if it's because of hunger that causes my mind to be dizzy, but he actually listened to it today.

Hearing comments such as "Qin Jia's life is not good", "Only he hates Qin Jia", "He has a lot of shortcomings", "He is psychopathic", Qin Zongming suddenly felt like an out-and-out clown.

He took the cantaloupe and returned to the room in a daze. It just so happened that Minister Qi from the public relations department called and told him the results of public relations.

"Mr. Qin, netizens are too gossipy, and the hot search really can't be withdrawn. We did a positive public relations according to Mr. Shen's meaning, and the effect was not bad.

"As you know, PR has a time-consuming time. Within 24 hours, if there is no effective guidance, it will eventually affect the image of the group.

"Thank you for your understanding. Ending the

call, Qin Zongming clicked on the web link sent by Minister Qi.

The webpage is automatically redirected to Weibo.

The public relations department registered a Weibo account in Qin Jia's name and posted a clarification blog post.

Qin Jia: Hello

everyone, I'm Qin Jia.

Seeing that netizens are very concerned about my private life, I would like to explain:

I am currently single, no boyfriend, and no fiancé. Me andThe male protagonist of the online story is a brother and sister, and we have the same father and mother, and we look like a genetic gift.

In these two days, I have received the most praise in more than 20 years, and I am very happy. An hour ago, my mom told me that the reason why she named me "Jia" in the first place was because she wanted me to be happy. Before that, I always thought that "Jia" meant a reward, after all, isn't there such a sentence, children are God's rewards.

Finally, thank you all for your praise and blessings, and I wish you all happiness and happiness every day.

Qin Zongming read the statement of more than two hundred words six or seven times, and the tip of his nose was slightly sour.

Memories drifted back to the spring of a certain year, on the day of her daughter's birth, the city that had been drizzling for a month was unexpectedly sunny, Shen Yushu hugged the sleeping little girl, lying on the hospital bed and asked him: "Zong Ming, what do you think is the right name for the child?"

He flipped through the list of names he had prepared in advance, and after careful consideration, he picked out a word from it, "Qin Jia, rewarded Jia, what do you think?"

"Jia?" Shen Yushu, "It's good, I hope she is kind, beautiful, and happy."

The scene of that day was still vivid, Qin Zongming closed his eyes, and his heart ached.

He took a deep breath, returned to WeChat, and typed to ask Minister Qi: [This statement was written by Mr. Shen? It

was quiet for a few seconds.

Minister Qi: No.

Qin Zongming chuckled inwardly.

Minister Qi: This statement was written by the eldest lady herself, and we have not changed a word.

Qin Zongming looked at the screen, his pupils shook slightly, and he gradually lost focus.

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Busy crossroads

Green light line.

The black Rolls-Royce turned into the boulevard, and the sun fell through the gaps in the leaves, shaking the car.

In the back seat of the car, Lu Tingzhou woke up from a nap, lifted his eyelids slightly, and said softly: "Secretary Lin, what's the next itinerary?"

Secretary Lin yawned, opened the schedule on the tablet and glanced at it, "Tonight, the family dinner at half past six, and the cross-border business negotiation at nine o'clock."

"The others are gone. After saying that

, a piece of news suddenly popped up on the screen. Secretary Lin narrowed his eyes and clicked in.

After scanning the text at a glance and ten lines, he turned his head and looked at Lu Tingzhou next to him in a daze.

"Mr. Lu. Secretary Lin hesitated and spoke, "Miss Qin, it seems that something has happened."

"Look at this.

Lu Tingzhou took the tablet, and ripples gradually appeared in Gujing Wubo's eyes.

After understanding the ins and outs of the matter, he exited the webpage, clicked into the Weibo APP, and found Qin Jiafa's blog post.

Worried that the bad comments of netizens would affect Qin Jia's mood, Lu Tingzhou deliberately opened the comment area and took a look. He slid down the hot comments, and his face became more and more solemn.

On the side, Secretary Lin saw that the boss's face was not good, so he quietly leaned over and glanced at it.

I don't know if I don't see it, and I'm shocked when I see it.

Those strange netizens were overly enthusiastic, even to the point of "shamelessness".

[Woo woo wife sticker, baby, you are really kind, being so choreographed by someone so I wish everyone happiness, I cry to death!! [

Wife, I watched your video until midnight last night, tachycardia, and the smart watch called the police]

[Mom, I declared that I cried, my wife, hello, I can write, and meeting you is also God's reward for me!! [

......]

The screen is full of "wife stickers" and "wife kisses", which makes Secretary Lin a little incompetent.

He coughed and reminded Lu Tingzhou: "Boss, some netizens are just hilarious, and they don't have any nutrition, why don't you watch it?"

As soon as the voice fell, the tablet was returned.

Secretary Lin took a deep breath, quickly turned off the flat screen, turned his head to look out the window, and pretended that nothing had happened just now.

Neighbor.

Lu Tingzhou took out his mobile phone, opened the WeChat chat box with Qin Jia, and typed with his finger on the keyboard.

With the words "wife" from strange netizens projected in his mind, although he knew that this might be an Internet term, he still felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

Can my wife be called casually?

He hasn't called it yet......

The mobile phone vibrated suddenly, Lu Tingzhou came back to his senses, and unexpectedly found that he had just sent two words by mistake.

L: Wife......

Qin Jia replied with a question mark.

Lu Tingzhou did not withdraw, and his face did not change color and added: [Wife cake, do you want to eat it? ]

[I happened to pass by a word-of-mouth store, if you want to eat, I will bring you some. Over

there, the other party is typing.

It didn't take a few seconds.

Qin Jia Luna: Okay!

A string of hearts fell on the screen, and Lu Tingzhou couldn't help but hook his lips and smiled faintly.

I still want to eat, but it doesn't seem to be a big problem.

In a drowsy mood, Secretary Lin suddenly heard a "U-turn", he thought he was hallucinating, rubbed his eyes, and looked at the front driver's seat.

The car turned around and went in the opposite direction.

Secretary Lin was stunned, "Mr. Lu, where are you going?" Not going back to the old house?"

Lu Tingzhou turned his mobile phone back, looked out the window leisurely, and said casually: "Buy cakes first."

"What kind of bread to buy?"

"Wife. "