Chapter 487 (1/2)
”The Shao family has always been mysterious. It's hard for them to show up. Because of your brother's unexpected knowledge of qingshao's identity as a writer, it's a good thing. But what you want to do in the future can be more aboveboard and bold.”
Mrs. Ling looked back at Ling Zixian, ”before Shao Jingtian to deal with your reason, up to now you did not say, I do not want to ask, but you remember, our family never forced marriage, also do not like in marriage too much calculation.”
Lingzixian face unchanged, even looked up at Mrs. Ling, ”I know.”
Mrs. Ling reached out and patted her hand, ”I just don't want you to divorce again, and I hope you can really find your own happiness.”
”I know. Thank you, mom. I just think that if I can get familiar with the Shao family and maintain a good relationship, it will be good for the development of our hejiahuan.”
Ling Zixian took her hand and leaned over, ”I haven't had time to think about anything else, but the Shao family admits that Xiaoqi is their heir, so it's good to keep a good relationship with the heir.”
”And he is also the spokesman of our hejiahuan, and we can't avoid dealing with him in the future.”
Mrs. Ling nodded, ”you have a good idea. Are you still used to going to work?”
”Not bad...”
Mother and daughter chatted about their daily life. Sitting in the front passenger's seat, Ling Dong didn't speak. He looked in the rearview mirror and saw that mother and daughter didn't speak.
Compared with the quiet atmosphere of the three members of the Ling family, when Ling Cheng sent them back, the car was more lively.
Because they didn't drink, they were all drinks, so Lingcheng drove by himself.
When he was driving alone in front, Luo and Xiaoqi were studying Xiaoqi's hair loss.
Yes, Xiaoqi suddenly lost her hair.
It started to fall two days ago. Ling Zixian didn't really exert herself before, and she didn't expect Xiao Qi to lose her hair.
Facing Ling Zixian didn't say, but when she got to the car, Xiao Qi was worried.
”How do you feel it's getting worse? I won't end up bald, will I? ”
Xiaoqi didn't expect that she would have to think about losing her hair when she was only 20 years old.
”No, it's not. Don't worry too much. It's just autumn. The leaves have all fallen off, so the hair has also dropped a little. It's OK.”
Shi Luo comforts Xiao Qi, but her eyes keep looking at him, and worries flash through her eyes.
Don't you mean you have hair loss trouble after 90? Why do you have to worry about losing your hair!
Xiaoqi felt his head and followed Shiluo's thought, ”maybe there are too many irons and dyes in front of him, so they will drop some.”
”That's right, that's right. Go back and take good care of it. It will be fine in a few days.”
When Luo touched his chin, ”go back to buy some shampoo to prevent hair loss, oh, and ginger. I heard that wiping the scalp with ginger can effectively stop hair.”
Hearing ginger, Xiaoqi's whole body froze. Hearing that she had to wipe her scalp, Xiaoqi's hair stood up.
”Well, not for the time being. I've only heard of ginger shampoo, but I haven't heard of it to wipe my scalp.”
The first time I knew that there was ginger shampoo, Xiaoqi thought that the shampoo company was crazy. How terrible it was to make ginger shampoo.
I didn't expect my mother to come and wipe her scalp directly. My mother is a devil.
Xiao Qi didn't move. He was a little far away from Shiluo.
Shi Luo didn't find it, but explained in righteous words, ”this story has been around for a long time, and I've heard a lot of it.”
”Certainly not for the time being.” Xiao Qijiang said with a smile.
”Indeed, I think they are almost bald, only a few are left to wipe.” When Luo nodded and agreed, ”you don't like it, just think about the spare.”
Ling Cheng in front of listening to worry, ”Xiaoqi, do you lose your hair?”
Xiaoqi felt another arrow planted on his knee. ”It's only temporary.”
”By the way, Lingcheng, you're middle-aged. You should have experience. Do you lose your hair? What kind of shampoo
Ling Cheng's arrow to Xiao Qi is shot back by Shi Luo, and it's double. Ling Cheng's intuition is that both knees hurt.