This time, song qingran still has a smile on his lips. He turns on the mobile phones of the north and the south, and shows the photos of song qingran and his wife kissing in front of him.
Song qingran hummed and laughed softly.
The saying goes, "this is what Beibei received."
Song qingran squatted down in front of the north and the south, his eyes and eyebrows are flowing tenderness, he said softly: "north, soon, I will solve these things."
Yanyu is going to call the bodyguard to drive people. Song qingran's voice is full of coaxing. It's like taking North and South as his private property. He says with a smile: "north and North, I'll see you tomorrow."
North and South dropped their eyes, face expression is very pale, she put on the knee fingers, a little bit to grip, joints are white.
Song qingran's figure soon disappeared.
Yanyu pushes north and south to the ward. The bodyguard also comes back with Xiaoxing and Lu Shumu. Yanyu asks quietly, "Beibei, do you still like song qingran?"
North and South did not speak, throat like something blocked, choking.
She didn't speak, but it was better than saying everything.
More than 20 years of love can't be wiped out at once.
Perhaps she met song qingran, and the north and the South suddenly had the desire to talk. She talked about the things between her and song qingran.
"Song qingran has never been a playboy, but he is like a playboy, because people always say that he will not refuse anything, but he has been rejecting me."
"When he refused me, he was very strict with me. He didn't allow me to contact other men, fall in love or sleep out. Therefore, he always made me feel that he was special to me."
"He has no patience, but he is willing to line up for me, just to wait for the cake I like to eat."
"In fact, I've seen pictures of him kissing other women a long time ago."
But she forgave him.
Because he had never promised her anything, and she was so cheap that she had no resistance to him.
Yanyu accompanied the north and the south for the whole day. At 4 p.m., Lu Yan came over. He didn't go into the ward, so he stood outside the ward, gently buttoned the door and leaned against the door.
North and South looked at him: "a Yu, Lu Yanlai."
Lu Yan's voice is indifferent: "there is a party tonight."
This is the explanation.
North and South lightly smile: "a Yu, you go back, I'm ok."
Yanyu nodded: "Beibei, I'll come to see you tomorrow."
When Yanyu stood up, Nanbei suddenly grasped Yanyu's wrist. She pursed her lips and raised her eyes: "ah Yu, the banquet tonight is hosted by Zhou Yun, and Xu Yingxia will also be there. You should be careful."
When Nanbei said these words, he didn't avoid Lu Yan at all. He even deliberately stimulated Lu Yan's nerves. Moreover, Nanbei believed that Lu Yan must know what his mother's virtue was.
Zhou Yun's banquet was grand. She invited a lot of celebrities. When it was time for the banquet, she was wearing a lotus colored dress and a shawl, smiling and standing at the door with Lu Chengguo to welcome the guests.
Upstairs in the bedroom, metaphor for a good backless dress, waist clear.
The makeup on the face has been melted.
Lu Yan came in, gently closed the door, isolated from the noise outside, the whole room was quiet, he saw the words of clothes, eyes deep, quietly walked behind her.
He encircled her, and the kiss fell gently on the side of her ear, gentle, soft, cold, and then bit her earlobe.
Words are not wearing earrings.
His hand slowly around her, suddenly called her: "wife."
With this sound, the wife came out, her body was slightly shocked, and she dropped her thick and slender eyelashes with a tight look.
Lu Yan called again: "wife." With certainty.
Tonight's occasion is very heavy. Simile will appear with him. He must give simile a certain position, whether it is accepted or not.
The Xu family soon arrived at Lu's villa.
Zhou Yun and Lu Chengguo accompany Xu Zhigang and Xu's mother.
Xu Yingxia and Xu Yingdong's feelings are much worse. When Xu Yingdong sees Lu Yan, her eyes flash. The next second, she sees the words around Lu Yan. She hooks her lips and looks at Xu Yingxia with a smile.
Xu Yingxia's eyes were slightly curved, and her smile was soft and bright, as if she didn't mind a little.
When Yu Yu saw Xu Zhigang, her eyebrows moved. After a while, she saw Xu Zhigang walking by the window, standing beside Xu Zhigang, and asked softly, "Mr. Xu, are you still looking for your daughter?"
Xu Zhigang's eyebrows were very sharp. He clenched the glass in his hand, turned his head and stared at the words.
Eyes sharp, for a long time, he chest ups and downs, subconsciously squint at not far away Xu mother one eye, and then took the lead to the balcony, the metaphor followed him.There is no one on the balcony. The wind in summer night is a little chilly.
Xu Zhigang asked, "lawyer Qin, have you dealt with this matter?"
Instead of answering this question, Yu Yu asked, "are you still looking for your own daughter? As far as I know, your daughter, Xu Yingxia, seems to be looking for it."
When Xu Zhigang heard the speech, his eyes sank, and his vision was even sharper, tightening his lips.
Xia Xia is looking for it, too?
In this short sentence, too much information is hidden.
"Mr. Xu, let's cooperate. Let me help you find your daughter." Xu Zhigang is not an impulsive person. When he heard this sentence, he stared at it with deep and shallow doubts. He rubbed his thumb and said, "Miss Yan, if you are dedicated, I admire you, but I know that Miss Yan is just because she has a personal grudge with Xia Xia. I'm sorry I can't agree to cooperate with you."
If Xu Zhigang doesn't want to, Yu won't force him, but Yu's heart is a little disappointed. She can feel Xu Zhigang's feelings for Xu Yingxia.
It's also human nature to have been raised for many years.
After Xu Zhigang left, there were only words left on the balcony. She thought of Zhao Dong's DNA test and her information, which should have been checked by Cheng CI for her. Cheng CI probably hid the information in order to take care of her mood and know that her relatives were bad, but she didn't expect that after he died, the information he wanted to hide was still known by her. With her hands on the railings and overlooking the city halfway down the mountain, the bright lights, spark spots and cool night wind permeate into her dress. The hollow part of her back waist only feels that her pores are opening.