Dressed as a cat in the arms of a paranoid grandfather

Chapter 689
The next day

He Yueyue came out of the house and returned to their small home.

After Jun Qian came home from get off work, he saw He Yueyue busy in the kitchen.

She is not a person who doesn't distinguish between grains and limbs. The trivial matter of cooking is nothing to her, but because of Jun Qian's active performance, she usually has no room to display it.

Jun Qian walked into the kitchen, rolled up his sleeves, "Do you need my help?"

"It just so happens that this dish is ready, you can take it out."

The two of them are now getting along like an old couple, so He Yueyue didn't treat him too politely.

Jun Qian raised his eyebrows, lowered his eyes, and put the dishes on the dining table outside.

During the meal, He Yueyue told him in detail what the two elders had said about him yesterday, during which Jun Qian just smiled and said nothing.

"By the way, when will you take me to meet your parents?" He Yueyue asked.

After getting along for so long, she knew nothing about Jun Qian, including his family.

"I don't have parents. My parents passed away when I was in high school. I have an elder brother who is in politics and is the tallest person in the country. He is usually busy with official duties. Speaking of which, we have not seen each other for more than a year.

If you want to meet, I can ask him to spare some time and take you there. "

Jun Qian's tone was indifferent, every word was gentle.

He Yueyue was shocked.

His elder brother, the one with the pinnacle of power?
"Forget it, forget it, then I don't need to see you, I'm busy with government affairs, so don't bother me."

He Yueyue was startled for a breath, what joke are you talking about?Make time for that guy?
Came here to meet a little guy like her?

I haven't seen my own brother for more than a year, how can I have such a big face?
Compete with the people of the whole country for their precious time?
"Well, then it's gone. Let's live our lives well. We can see each other when we get married."

Jun Qian's reaction to her seemed to be expected, so he was not particularly surprised.

"Uh-huh."

He Yueyue nodded hurriedly.

She always felt that Junqian's previous achievements in politics were already good enough, but she never thought that there were even better ones hidden in the family.

……

After eating and washing away their exhaustion, the two of them lay on the bed, and Jun Qian pinched her earlobe with his slender index finger.

"Oh, don't pinch me, it's so itchy."

He Yueyue moved her body unnaturally. His hand, which was slightly cold, touched the earlobe with a strange ambiguity. Of course, it may be that she herself is not very pure.

"Where does it itch?"

Junqian possesses the body, just three words, bringing impurity to the extreme.

"ear……"

He Yueyue's voice was as thin as a mosquito.

After finishing speaking, he closed his eyes, and then, the expected plot did not happen.

Opening his eyes again, Jun Qian had already lay down, covered the quilt, and said something to her in a calm manner.

"Good night."

He Yueyue was taken aback.

Things are going a little bit wrong.

But after thinking about it, I have to go to work tomorrow morning, so I don't want to bother tonight.

After reaching out to turn off the light, the whole person moved a little to Jun Qian's position, hugged him, and fell asleep contentedly.

……

The next day, He Yueyue skillfully took out a plaid shirt from the closet and put it on.

A programmer must look like a programmer, a plaid shirt is a must, regardless of gender.

After all, it's hard for her to specialize in a room full of plaid shirts. There are so few women in their company that they can be counted on five fingers.

It's already eye-catching enough, so there's no need to wear a small skirt to look more different and different.

In the company, the colleagues are friendly, so after a few years, they live in peace, and the programmers in their company are relatively boring, and conflicts and the like are even more impossible.

In such an environment, He Yueyue is happy and at ease, with few things to do and a lot of money. This is the most ideal state in the workplace.

……

Jun Qian arrived at the company early in the morning. After dealing with urgent matters, he picked a book from the bookshelf and flipped through it casually.

His glasses don't have prescriptions, but he wears them every day.

When I was in politics before, it was to create a serious image, but now, it is to cover up the evil spirit that is getting more and more rampant in my eyes.

A pair of evil eyes, extremely dark eyes, hidden under the glasses, will make him look gentle and refined, a successful person with complete integrity.

Bang bang bang!
There was a knock on the office door, and the secretary came in, saying that someone was visiting.

Jun Qian raised his hand with a lazy expression, signaling to bring the person in. The moment the person came in, he immediately stood up from the chair with a respectful expression.

"Why are you here? Sit down quickly."

Jun Qian's tone was also full of respect, and he let the man onto the sofa and let the secretary go out, and then he went over and locked the door.

The man was probably about 60 years old, with gray hair, but he was in good spirits. Sitting on the sofa, he had the air of a majestic person who had been in the upper class for a long time.

"Come and see you. By the way, your elder brother asked me to invite you over."

The man smiled, seeing that he had the affection of an elder looking at a younger generation.

"Uncle Zhou, it's because I didn't think carefully. I should have gone to see you, and so did my elder brother. If you call me and ask me to come over, you'll wake up and trouble you."

Jun Qian bent down and handed a cup of good tea to the man named Shu.

"Don't frame me, your elder brother can call you over with a phone call?" Uncle Zhou snorted, but with a smile on his face.

"Uncle Zhou, do you know what my elder brother asked me to do this time?"

Jun Qian asked cautiously, if it wasn't something important, the two brothers could not contact each other for several months.

"How do I know this? I know that I received an order from my superior to take you there." Uncle Zhou shook his head.

"Oh, that's it." Jun Qian's brows were full of doubts, "Uncle Zhou, you didn't even say hello in advance when you came to my place, so I can book a good banquet and entertain you."

"No need.

Uncle Zhou waved his hand, "What your elder brother means is that when he sees you, he will take you to see him immediately."

"In such a hurry?"

Jun Qian frowned again.

Ordinarily, he is no longer in politics now, and even if there is anything, it should be classified as private affairs.

Now, after bothering the venerable Uncle Zhou, he still asks for it right away, right away?
"Yes, let's go."

Uncle Zhou picked up the teacup he handed over, drank it all in one gulp, stood up after speaking, and patted Jun Qian on the shoulder.

What can we do now?Of course, I can only follow along obediently.

After Jun Qian and Uncle Zhou got out of the building, they boarded a red-flag car, and the direction the car drove happened to be the very center of the imperial capital, where the highest places of various departments gathered.

In the open space of the building square, a fiery red and bright flag stands.

Everything here is extremely solemn, which makes people feel awe. Passers-by are also full of righteousness. With the blessing of the uniforms of government agencies, people subconsciously straighten their backs, for fear of making any inappropriate behaviors. .

(End of this chapter)