A stunning beauty came to the compound[70s]

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In the end, Su Yin still protected her drawing paper and firmly rejected Gu Chengan's idea of ​​signing his name. After all, the people who would send birthday gifts together would be couples like his parents, who were at least dating each other. How could she send gifts together with him?

"You go prepare yours." Su Yin muttered softly.

"You are being stingy~" Gu Chengan took back his hand, but he didn't force it. He looked at Su Yin who was concentrating on painting. Her slender white fingers held the pencil, and she was painting seriously with her head down. A few strands of hair on her forehead were slightly curled, and the black hair framed her small face, making it look even whiter.

Gu Chengan, who usually couldn't stay at home, stood beside Su Yin holding an enamel cup today, watching her paint all night.

Su Yin slowly prepared the painting for the gift, but Qian Jingfang asked her a question the next day when the daughter of the Xin family came to the factory office to report the work progress again.

"Aunt Qian, I passed by the blackboard propaganda column yesterday and heard many military aunts say that they understood a lot of the policies and guidelines from above and improved their ideological awareness." Xin Mengqi brought her homemade buns today, with thin skin and thick meat, and distributed them to the factory office staff, "Try it. When I heard them say that, I felt that the hard work in the past few days was not in vain."

Everyone in the factory office is clear-headed and can see Xin Mengqi's true intentions, so they help her praise Qian Jingfang a few more words, "Mengqi is really an honest child, and she has done a good job. I am also very happy today. I went around and saw that the blackboard propaganda board was well organized, with good content and even better handwriting. "

"Aunt Qiu, I will be proud if you praise me again."

Qian Jingfang listened to the jokes of several people, and suddenly remembered that she saw He Songling's handwriting yesterday. She was writing a report without raising her head and said casually: "It's just right, Mengqi, you help me copy some materials."

"Okay!" Xin Mengqi was happy to work for Qian Jingfang. In her previous life, she was too willful and left a mediocre impression in front of Qian Jingfang. She had to work harder to be a good boy in this life.

More than ten minutes later, after copying the blind information, Xin Mengqi handed the manuscript over, "Aunt Qian, please take a look, I have copied it."

Lifting her eyelids and looking at the paper, she saw completely different handwriting. Qian Jingfang tacitly agreed, put away the manuscript and looked up at her, with a bit of scrutiny, "Did you really write that blackboard propaganda board?"

"Aunt Qian, what do you mean..." Xin Mengqi's heart skipped a beat, "Of course I wrote it."

"But I see that the handwriting is completely different from yours, but it is similar to the He family's daughter's."

Xin Mengqi's eyes suddenly widened, and she was shocked for a moment, and immediately reacted, "Aunt Qian, did He Songling find Did you complain? Or did Li Nianjun say something? Don't listen to their nonsense. He Songling just helped a little. It was mainly me..."

Qian Jingfang's eyes flashed with disappointment. She lowered her head to tidy up the documents on the table and said casually, "What are you complaining about? They are all trivial matters. I just happened to see He Songling's handwriting and felt familiar. Okay, you go and do your own things. We also have a meeting."

"Aunt Qian..." Xin Mengqi watched Qian Jingfang leave the factory office with some information and reports. Her back was indifferent. When she thought of the look she gave her just now, she no longer had the kindness she had yesterday. She stomped her feet and rushed out in anger.