Chapter 812

With uneasiness and uneasiness, Fang Yuan returned to Jiang's home.

Because everyone will leave in a few days, the Jiang family has been in a strange silence these days.

Also, we have been working together for so long. We all have feelings.

"Sister, are you back?" As soon as Fang Qing saw her sister, she looked happy.

Ha ha, how was your date with my brother-in-law?

This sentence is just between the eyebrows.

But we can see the square.

She gently point the forehead of square green, feign anger way: "you ah, know to make me angry."

Fang Qing asked: "what did I do to make you angry?"

Square circle

When did her sister become a human spirit.

Fang Qing laughed more happily and asked directly, "sister, how about your date with Mo dada? I'll tell you, last night I made up for the Mo Da movie. Wow, that acting skill is really speechless. I cried several times. "

Fang Yuan's face turned red and pushed Fang Qing away with embarrassment: "what are you talking about? I'm talking about things with Mo Jincheng."

It's not what my sister thought?

Fang Qing directly debunked her: "what are you blushing about? Are you talking about love. Ha ha... "

With that, Fang Qing left without listening to Fang Yuan's explanation.

Fang Yuan looks at her sister's happy figure silently, and she is also happy in her heart.

Fall in love.

This

She frowned, turned back to her room and began to pack.

Fang Qing has moved everything to the man's house.

No one thought that the president would buy the villa.

This is probably what the old people often say about the impermanence of the world.

In fact, for Jiang muxiao, a villa and raising them is nothing.

Moreover, although the president looks cold on the surface, he is kind-hearted at the bottom of his heart.

This time, if we have to make such a decision, I'm afraid there are some variables that they don't know.

Fang Yuan was thinking about things while he was packing up.

The more you think about it, the more upset you feel.

I feel that something is going to happen.

I hope it's sunny every day.

Fang Yuan looked at a lot of things, but suddenly he was not in the mood to clean up.

She got up and planned to go out for a walk.

Fang Qing happened to be at the door. Seeing Fang Yuan going out, she asked with a smile, "sister, are you going out on a date again?"

There's nothing to say.

This kid.

I knew to tease her about it.

"No, I'm going out for a walk and looking at the environment."

I feel uncomfortable at the thought of leaving here.

Fang Qing looks at her sister, looks at her face and sighs.

"Sister, I'll walk with you."

At the thought of leaving here, even Fang Qing, who had the most smiles on her face, was still reluctant to give up at the bottom of her heart.

The two sisters are walking on the familiar road. The past is vivid in our eyes, but no one speaks.

Seems to want the wind to remember this memory.

They walked silently. Suddenly Fang Qing asked anxiously, "sister, do you think we'll walk like..."

"No way." Fang Yuan said firmly.

They have family ties.

No matter how long it's been, it won't be.

Fang Qing nodded solemnly: "well, no, we will always be together."

With that, he raised the corner of his mouth to his sister and laughed wantonly.

Fang Yuan also raised the corner of his mouth and laughed wildly.

They walked a little further and began to go home.

At night, the sisters lay together, and neither of them spoke.

I fell asleep quietly.

……

At four o'clock the next day, Fang Yuan got up from the bed.

Today, I made an appointment with Anqing to wait for her at the gate of the company at five o'clock.

She doesn't want to be late the first day and get caught.

She checked, from here to we, now there is no bus, can only take a taxi.

Fortunately, last night, she told mother Jiang about it. Although mother Jiang didn't understand why it was five o'clock on the first day of work, she generously asked the driver to send Fang Yuan.

The driver's uncle got up long ago and was waiting at the door.

Fang Yuan went in and said to the yawning master, "I'm sorry, master, I asked you to send me out so early."

The driver said with a smile, "nothing. I'm used to it."

In the past, when the president had an emergency and it was his turn to be on duty, he was responsible for driving.Square and round lips, no longer say anything.

Looking at the dark scenery outside the window, Fangyuan is very relieved at the moment.

There are so many good people around.

Whatever difficulties lie ahead, they will pass.

That distant summit, also because of someone's existence, has become a bit close.

At four fifty-three, the car arrived at our gate.

The door was as empty as Fang Yuan thought. There was no one at all.

Driver: "Fang Yuan, do you remember the wrong time?"

This street is empty. With a machine, you can shoot ghost films directly here.

Fang Yuan has no choice but to take out his mobile phone and look at the time. It's only seven minutes before five o'clock. It's estimated that an Qing is going to step on it.

"Uncle driver, why don't you go back first? I'll wait here."

The driver immediately vetoed: "how can this work? You are a girl. It's still dark. If anything happens, how can I explain to the old lady when I go back?"

Fang Yuan looks at the driver gratefully.

Indeed, there is no one on the street, and it's still dark. If the driver's uncle leaves, she will be left alone.

She couldn't help thinking of Xiao Ran's mother she met yesterday.

Two people sit in the car, silently waiting for the arrival of five o'clock.

However, at this time, Anqing is lying on the bed, sleeping in the beautiful sleep, there is no meaning to get up at all.

Because, five o'clock to go to work this matter, is originally cheat Fang Yuan.

She just wanted the woman to blow in the cold wind.

By the way, teach this woman a lesson.

Give her a kick.

Otherwise, I really think no one can cure her.

I really think I can lead brother Mo by the nose.

Such women lack education.

Yeah.

Meimei turns over. An Qingzheng dreams of Fang Yuan standing shivering in the cold wind and stomping all the time. She wants to go, but she doesn't dare to go.

Ha ha.

An Qing, who laughs hard in her heart, opens her eyes vaguely.

Yeah.

It's only five o'clock.

Keep sleeping.

She closed her eyes and continued to dream of Fang Yuan shivering in the cold wind.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

The wind outside the window seemed to feel her wishes, blowing more vigorously.

Like the cry of the devil, sliding through the clean glass window.