Chapter 77 Who do you want to be?
The entire high-speed rail journey from the port area to Chengdu takes eight hours.

Setting off at three in the afternoon, Liang Weining wore an eye mask and earplugs, listened to music and slept while eating some snacks. Until night fell, his cell phone vibrated twice, indicating an incoming message.

It was a private message from Josie.

Ask her what she is doing.

At this time, people in Pokfulam should have finished their dinner long ago. As usual, Josie would go to the backyard and play with Douding for half an hour.

The boy really likes dogs.

But because of her, the golden retriever had to be kept in the backyard by Uncle Ming every time.

I feel a little sorry.

She turned on the camera, took a picture of the scenery along the way and sent it to Josie.

The light outside the train was dim, and the undulating mountains were vaguely visible, a real wilderness.

Josie is curious: [Can we stop and camp along the way? ]

The young man, who has never experienced public transportation, has a very rich imagination.

Reply seriously: [There are wild beasts in the deep mountains and old forests. It is very dangerous. ]

The boy believed it.

A few words were typed out: [So exciting! ]

smile.

Too lazy to tease him.

Liang Weining changed the subject and asked casually: [Is your dad back? ]

After the fight, I suddenly felt something was wrong and quickly retreated.

It only took two seconds, as fast as lightning.

Josie: [Eh~]

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Liang Weining was embarrassed.

I always feel that the word "eh" is impure.

He turned off his phone and planned to play dead.

After a moment, about three minutes, the boy's message popped up again.

[Daddy told me a story tonight, saying that it is hard to chase after an outstanding and beautiful girl. Sister Ning, have any boys ever chased after you before?]

? ?
This sentence suddenly popped up.

Liang Weining stared at the phone screen without blinking.

This clever little kid must be trying to trick her.

There was no way his dad would tell him that kind of story.

Could it be that he noticed something and was testing me on purpose?

Exhaling, Liang Weining said seriously: [You are still young, don't ask about these things. ]

[But Sister Ning taught me how to express my love to a girl before.]

Confession to a girl.

you sure?
She was confused: [When did it happen? ]

[Just last time, when I was preparing a birthday card for the Chinese class representative, you asked me to recite the line 'There are trees on the mountain and branches on the trees, I love you but you don't know it'. ]

The boy said this, not forgetting to add a proud emoticon.

What I mean is, see, I have memorized all the poems that Sister Ning taught me.

Liang Weining:
Realizing the possibility of something beyond her expectations, she slowly buried her face in her palms with a look of despair.

It’s over.

If the big boss finds out, my life will definitely be in danger.

She should take full responsibility for the situation having evolved to this point.

Liang Weining didn't dare to continue the conversation, for fear of accidentally hearing the boy say something shocking again.

At the end, she typed solemnly: [Josie, forget what you just said, especially to your dad, you must keep it a secret! The phone is out of battery, you should go to bed early, good night. ]

Ok?
Josie had a question mark on her forehead.

At nine o'clock in the evening, there was only one stop left to Chengdu.

Liang Weining was a little hungry, but the food on the train was not very tasty.

She got up and went to carriage number eight to see if there was anything else to eat.

When she received the call from Mr. Chen, she was sitting in the dining room eating instant noodles.

A man's deep voice came from the receiver. Subconsciously, Liang Weining bit off the half-eaten noodles, put down his fork, and sat upright.

Chen Jingyuan was unaware of her little move. Outside the study room at night, he leaned against the terrace fence holding his cell phone. He lowered his eyes and flicked the cigarette ash while talking, and asked her in a gentle voice, "What time do you arrive?"

The girl has a soft voice.

She said: "If the train is not delayed, it is expected to arrive around 11:20."

On the other end of the phone, there was a faint noise of the tracks from the train running.

Chen Jingyuan raised his wrist to check the time.

"Be careful when you take a taxi back." Liang Weining smiled after hearing the man's detailed instructions.

Lao Liang will come to pick her up.

Ever since she went to study in the Hong Kong area, Lao Liang would wait for her at the exit in advance every year when she came back by plane, for four whole years, without exception.

After Liang Weining finished speaking, he suddenly thought of something.

Regarding Josie's reactions when she chatted with her tonight, she asked the boss if he saw any clues.

"He's eleven years old. He doesn't know nothing."

Hearing the boss's nonchalant tone, Liang Weining covered her face and said, "You really told him."

Men default.

After a few seconds.

Seeing that she remained silent, Chen Jingyuan asked in a low voice, "Do you want to keep it a secret and wait for him to find out?"

Ok.

I do have this plan.

Before I could finish my thoughts, I heard Chen Jingyuan's slightly serious voice: "Children are establishing their values, and we cannot let them think that adults can do whatever they want and be irresponsible."

Oh.

It turned out to be the case.

Liang Weining blurted out without thinking: "It hasn't come to that yet. In fact, Mr. Chen doesn't have to be responsible to me--"

Before she finished speaking, she fell silent.

Close your eyes in annoyance.

Oh my god.

What were you just saying.

The night breeze was blowing gently as Chen Jingyuan stood tall outside the terrace. The half-burned cigarette pipe in his hand was slowly put out as he lowered his head and pressed it into the soil of the Clivia pot.

He seemed to care about what the girl said, but also seemed not to take it to heart.

The action of extinguishing the cigarette was calm and normal, without any sign of abnormality.

The dusk deepened. Liang Weining tightly grasped his cell phone and couldn't help swallowing his slightly dry throat.

Just as I was about to explain, I heard the man slowly ask, "Since you don't want me to be responsible, then Secretary Liang, what do you want to be to me?"

The breath stopped.

What kind of person is he?

According to the popular script, there are only two outcomes when a female secretary has an affair with an executive director.

Either you are lovers who cannot be seen in public, or you are not even lovers.

Thinking of this, Liang Weining suddenly felt uncomfortable. She took a deep breath and said stiffly, "If you want to do it, you have to be Mr. Chen's legitimate girlfriend. Nothing else."

Justifiably.

girlfriend.

Chen Jingyuan quietly savored the two words and chuckled.

That laughter dripped through the receiver like rain falling into the lake of my heart.

The girl slowly relaxed her breath, which she had been holding.

Before hanging up, Mr. Chen said, "Secretary Liang's appetite might be a little bigger."

She froze.

Thinking naively.

How big can a person's appetite be?

At 11:30 pm, the train arrived in Chengdu.

Liang Weining pushed her suitcase out of the station at a snail's pace with the dense crowd. When she saw Lao Liang's familiar face full of fatherly love, all the fatigue from the journey disappeared in an instant.

The suitcase naturally fell into the hands of the old father.

The Volkswagen Magotan stopped at the exit. Lao Liang got in the car and his daughter sat in the passenger seat. The car started and drove straight to the Chuangenxiang hotpot restaurant that she had been longing for.

On the way, Lao Liang drove slowly and relayed the imperial edict that Teacher Xie had given him before leaving.

"Your mother asked me to go back as soon as I picked you up. I left some beef and coriander dumplings for you in the refrigerator. As usual, you should weigh them before eating."

As soon as I heard it, I had to weigh it again.

Liang Weining frowned in resentment, "This year's New Year's pig weighs only 98 pounds, two pounds less than last year. How can I explain this to Teacher Xie?"

"So you have to take good care of yourself after this trip. Look at your skinny arms and legs. Can you withstand a Category 6 typhoon?"

"I've survived level 8." Liang Weining leaned over to take the AD calcium from the back row, inserted a straw and took two sips. "Typhoons often blow over the port area, so it's no big deal."

No matter how hard I work outside, when I come home I am still the kid who likes to drink dairy drinks, I haven't changed at all.

Lao Liang was very satisfied seeing this.

At least it proves that my daughter is happy with her job and has not suffered from social abuses so far.

However, it is only a matter of time.

Let's wait and see, after all, the child has grown up.