She wanted to find an excuse for keeping warm. The more she tried, the more she found that it was fufu, her heart pounding, too much shock, too many questions.
However, there is no answer.
She doesn't want to be suspicious, doesn't want to have that kind of feeling, and her husband is actually a stranger's idea.
But how many things did he hide from her?
Song Qinghuan walked aimlessly and didn't know where he was. When he saw a chair, he sat down on it. His mind was like a tangle of tangles, but he couldn't figure out a clue.
A moment later, she sighed and looked at the sea in front of her.
Until the ear heard a familiar voice, "Dad, I don't want to get married."
Song Qinghuan heard this voice, it is today's bride hanxixi, how suddenly don't want to marry, she is how?
Hearing the speech, song Qinghuan subconsciously turns her head and sees Han Xixi in a white wedding dress talking to a serious middle-aged man in a black suit.
From what Han said just now, song Qinghuan knows that this middle-aged man is Han's father, Han Wen.
When Hanxi married, Hanxi seemed to be angry. She said, "you are angry if you don't get married."
Hancici lowered her head and cried: "Dad, why do you want me to marry the people of the time family? I don't want to marry the people of the time family?"
Korean face, immediately become more ugly, angry: "you mean, you want me to leave you things, all cheap, outside the little white face."
"What little white face? I didn't even look for it. How can you be sure that I will find a white face? " Hancici was a little angry, too. The voice rose subconsciously.
"I tell you, hancici, you can only marry at home in this life. Today's wedding must go on," Han Wen said angrily, with a short beard.
Overbearing finish saying, then no longer pay attention to hancici, turned away.
Hancici looks at her father's back and stomps her feet. When Hanwen's body disappears, she squats down slowly.
Song Qinghuan thinks that Han Xixi at the moment will be very sad. If he knows that he has been overheard by her "rival", he will be even more angry.
So, she sat quietly, without the intention of going forward to say hello to hancici.
But Han Xixi has not gone, has been so squatting in place, song Qinghuan think so long, her legs and feet will squat numb.
Just as song Qinghuan hesitates to come forward, Han Xixi suddenly raises her eyes and looks at her. They look at each other. Song Qinghuan is embarrassed.
At this moment, Han Xixi will surely guess that she heard all the conversations with Korean just now. Song Qinghuan stammered and subconsciously wanted to explain: "I didn't mean it!"
But hancici suddenly stood up, walked up to her and sat down next to her.
"Nei what, last time you overheard me, this time I overheard your conversation with your father." Song Qinghuan continues to say, the tone puts naturally as far as possible: "calculate even."
Han Xixi turned her eyes and looked at her. She was not entangled in this problem, not unhappy, not angry. Instead, she asked song Qinghuan another question calmly: "Song Qinghuan, do you mean that anno wants to marry me?"