Chapter 1029

Fang Yuan and Fang Qing avoided reporters and went to a restaurant near the company for dinner.

Because it's downtown, they are very expensive restaurants.

But today to see my sister, plus things have been clarified, Fang Yuan heart happy, also don't care about the money problem, directly with Fang Qing to Yayuan.

This shop is famous for its Sichuan cuisine.

Everything inside is extremely spicy.

Fang Qing looked at her sister enviously, "elder sister, you said that you are pregnant now, and you don't get pregnant and vomit, and you don't have taboos. It's good."

Fang Yuan said with a smile: "yes, and it's been several months. The child is not very noisy."

"He may know that his mother has suffered so much in the world, so he doesn't want to upset you."

Fang Qing looks at her sister's face full of spring now, and knows that she is immersed in happiness, so she is relieved.

Fang Yuan touched his stomach. It seems that the child is very considerate. Maybe it's a small cotton padded jacket.

"By the way, how do you know these things happened?"

Fang Yuan asked.

She didn't tell her sister about these things at all, and the event of the press conference was sent an hour in advance. Even if she had to come, she didn't have enough time.

"It's a good thing you didn't tell me about such a big thing."

"I don't know if Mo Jincheng didn't let me know."

"Yes It's Mo Jincheng who said... "

Fang Yuan can't say that it's not unexpected at all, and I feel warm in my heart.

"Yes, he told me the day before yesterday, and then told me to be ready and come at any time."

"I told you the day before yesterday?"

Isn't that the day when Mo Jincheng forwarded her microblog?

That is to say, from the moment he knew what happened to him, he was already making a list of the whole thing.

Fang Yuan felt embarrassed.

She doesn't want to bother Mo Jincheng with many things, because she thinks he is so busy with his work and dealing with all kinds of personnel

But I didn't expect

As long as it's her business, he always starts to deal with it at the first time.

"Yes, I didn't know so many things happened to you until he finished with me. You really are. Why don't you tell me, or you don't treat me as your sister at all."

The more Fang Qing thought about it, the more angry she was.

Fang Yuan looks at her angry appearance, as if seeing Mo Jincheng.

Maybe he thought the same in his heart, but like his sister, even though he felt very angry because of her deception, he still firmly helped her and loved her

"Sister, what's the matter with you?"

Looking at her sister's eyes, Fang Qing was a little scared.

Fang Yuan shook his head and lifted his finger to wipe the tears from the corner of his eyes: "I am moved by you."

Fang Qing chuckled and said, "come on, if you're still like this next time, I'll break up with you. You say you're sisters. Why do you have to shoulder all the pain by yourself?"

Fang Yuan looks at Fang Qing deeply, and the tears on her face are like crystal jewelry.

"You've finally grown up."

Fang Qing looked at her sister's appearance and chuckled.

"Well, let's not talk about that. Let's talk about something happy."

"Well, what happened to you and him."

Fang Qing sniffed: "what else can we do? It's just the same old way. After getting married, I set up a small shop and live a simple life. But it's my sister, how are you and my brother-in-law? When the children come out, you won't be ready to get married."

Fang Yuan nodded sincerely.

Fang Qing screamed with fright.

Fortunately, this is a private room. Otherwise, everyone will be attracted.

Fang Qing couldn't believe looking at Fang Yuan: "sister, why?"

This sentiment is so good, had the child again, should not marry?

Why not get married?

Fang Qing didn't understand.

Fang Yuan looked at Fang Qing and said, "because I want to marry Mo Jincheng in the same identity, at least the identity gap between the two people can't be too big."

Fang Qing still didn't understand: "as long as he loves you, what do you care so much about? You see, madam and Sir, aren't they fine now? "

Fang Yuan shook his head: "that's because the president has no fans, and the most important thing is that both mother Jiang and grandfather Jiang support this marriage, but I'm different. The relationship between Jincheng and his grandfather is very bad. I don't want to make their relationship worse because of my background."

"If his grandfather really looks down on you because of your family background, I think it's better not to marry him. Anyway, my sister can't only marry him, Mo Jincheng."

Fang Yuan looked at his naughty sister and said with a smile, "you are married, but you still don't have a proper form."

"Haha, that's because I'm a girl who will always be 18 years old. By the way, elder sister, you should take a look at the current online wind review before serving food."Fang Yuan shook his head helplessly: "OK, you little housekeeper."

Then he took out his mobile phone and opened his micro blog.

To Fang Yuan's surprise, her fans rose by more than 200000 in just half an hour, which is even higher than the rise in recent days.

The comments at the bottom of the microblog also changed from invective to support.

"I support my little sister to protect her rights. No matter how much I scolded on the Internet before, I still didn't say a word, but today it's clear. I must say a word. My vision is correct!"

"I'm sorry, Fang Yuan. I used to scold you on the Internet because I didn't know the truth. Can I take back the previous abuse?"

Fang Yuan replied to a rose in this comment.

I didn't say much.

The following comments are basically the two styles.

Those who ask for forgiveness and those who think they are not wrong.

However, there are still several bad voices in these voices, but Fang Yuan has no mind to manage them. After all, the fact has been put in front of them, they still don't believe it, and she has no way.

To Fang Yuan's surprise, Mo Jincheng even forwarded his microblog.

This microblog is not a square microblog, but a microblog sent by a blogger.

In the detailed description of this microblog, recently, Fang Yuan's mother and I are trumpets. How do these two microblogs make trouble on the Internet and then discredit her.

And Mo Jincheng's forwarding attached small facial expression picture, is to make trouble.

It was a red love.

There is no other language.

But there was a sense that their relationship was about to come out.

Fang Yuan's hands trembled.

When I first met him, I was photographed in the street, and then the fate of the two people entangled together. That period of time, it was an unforgettable past.

Fang Yuan didn't dare to click the comments below.