The poor husband I picked up turned out to be from a wealthy family

Chapter 530 Shen Qing works hard



Chapter 530 Shen Qing works hard

Chapter 530 Shen Qing works hard

Shen Qing arrived in Country A.

Leaving the airport, Shen Qing took a deep breath. The faint aroma of coffee and the unique atmosphere of the city in the air made her feel a little relieved. She skillfully called a car and headed to her apartment.

Along the way, the street scenery flashed by like a slide show. The buildings of different styles and the colorful shop signs were like old friends who had met again after a long separation.

After returning to the apartment, Shen Qing packed her luggage and spent some time with the children. Then she turned on the computer and began to check her work schedule.

Her packed schedule reminds her that her busy workday is about to begin. As an international translator, her job is filled with both challenges and opportunities. Every translation assignment is like a battle without the smoke of gunpowder, requiring her undivided attention and precision to translate from one language to another, conveying every nuance of meaning.

She must be strong, must work hard, and must stand out.

. . . . . .

The next day, Shen Qing arrived at the conference site early. Her task today was to provide simultaneous interpretation for an important international business conference.

She was dressed in a smart business suit, her eyes radiating confidence and focus. Entering the simultaneous interpretation room, she quickly checked the equipment, put on her headphones, and adjusted herself.

After the meeting began, representatives from different countries took turns speaking. Shen Qing listened intently to every word, her brain working rapidly to translate what she heard accurately and fluently.

Her voice, transmitted clearly through headphones, reached every participant. In this small interpretation booth, she seemed to be a bridge of communication, enabling people of different languages ​​and cultural backgrounds to communicate smoothly.

As the meeting progressed, the discussion became more intense, with various professional terms and complex viewpoints constantly emerging.

Shen Qing handled the situation with ease, relying on her solid language skills and extensive experience. Her fingers tapped on the keyboard from time to time, recording important information to ensure the accuracy of the translation.

After a day of meetings, Shen Qing felt a little tired, but more satisfied.

She knows that her work, while hard, is of great significance. In this era of globalization, as an international translator, she helps people break down language barriers and promotes international communication and cooperation.

. . . . . .

A week later.

Shen Qing had just finished a busy day at work and dragged her exhausted body back to her apartment. Although life abroad was fulfilling, she was occasionally overwhelmed by a strong sense of homesickness.

She returned home and was about to play with the children for a while when her cell phone rang.

Wang Youyou's name flashed on the screen, instantly perking up Shen Qing, and the corners of her mouth curled up unconsciously. She and Wang Youyou were close friends, having grown up together. Even though they were separated by oceans, they had always kept in touch.

Shen Qing quickly picked up the phone. Before she could say anything, Wang Youyou's weak but joyful voice came from the other end of the line: "Qingqing, I gave birth to a baby! It's a little princess, weighing 7.2 jins!"

Shen Qing was stunned at first, then her eyes turned red and her voice trembled with excitement: "Really? Youyou, that's great! I'm really happy for you." She felt as if a warm current was surging in her heart.

Wang Youyou kept sharing various details of the delivery on the phone, from the tension at the beginning of the labor pains to the emotion when she saw the baby for the first time, every moment was filled with happiness.

Shen Qing listened quietly, and a warm picture seemed to emerge in her mind: Wang Youyou was lying in the delivery room, her face pale but full of the radiance of maternal love, and next to her was the wrinkled but extremely cute little life that had just come into the world.

Because she has experienced all of this, she understands the feeling very well.

Shen Qing said, "Youyou, it's a pity that I'm not with you. I really want to see you and the baby."

"Don't say that. Just take care of yourself abroad. By the time you come back, the babies will have grown up!" Wang Youyou said quickly.

Qing sniffed and tried to make her voice sound cheerful. "Then I have to prepare more gifts for the baby! The little princess must be super beautiful, just like you!"

The two chatted for a long time, from the baby's name to future education, from Wang Youyou's postpartum recovery to Shen Qing's life abroad.

Shen Qing felt as if the distance at this moment had disappeared.

"Okay, Youyou, you should have a good rest! You're weak after giving birth, don't be too tired!"

"I understand, Qingqing. I'll send you a photo of the baby in a couple of days."

"Mmm Good."

"Then I'll hang up first!"

"it is good!"

……

After hanging up the phone.

Shen Qing went to the baby's room.

Seeing my aunt's condition, I was also very sad. Since Liu Ye's death, my aunt's complexion has not been good for a single day. But she still takes good care of the baby. She takes good care of him.

Shen Qing walked over.

"Auntie, Auntie, you guys go and have a rest! I'll play with the baby for a while."

"Yeah. Call us if you have anything." said my aunt.

Then my aunt and my uncle walked out of the room.

Shen Qing began to play with the two children.

An An and Kang Kang are like two lively little kids, crawling around on the soft carpet.

Shen Qing sat aside, a happy smile on her face, her eyes never leaving the two little guys.

Kang Kang spotted a colorful ball and excitedly reached out to grab it. His soft little hands tightly grasped the ball as he struggled to stand. Shen Qing quickly extended her hand, protecting him and softly encouraging him, "Kang Kang, come on, you can do it!" Kang Kang staggered to his feet, happily patting the ball, his clear laughter echoing through the living room.

My older sister, An'an, was captivated by a set of building blocks. She picked up a red block, examined it carefully, and then tried to place it on top of another. But her hands weren't very flexible, and the blocks kept falling. An'an became anxious and made "hmmmm" sounds.

Seeing this, Qing gently held An An's hand and patiently taught her: "Baby, put it like this, gently, that's right!" With Shen Qing's help, An An successfully built up two building blocks. She raised her head and looked at Shen Qing, with pride shining in her eyes.

She felt so happy watching her children grow up step by step...

She took out her cell phone and kept taking pictures of the children, wanting to capture this happy moment.

……

Shen Qing didn't leave the children's room until they fell asleep.

I spoke a few words to the aunts.

Then she returned to her room. Because she had work to do tomorrow, she went to bed early.

Lying in bed, I thought about a lot of things. I wondered when I would return to China, when my career would reach its peak, and when my children would grow up.


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