See song Qinghuan come in, when the cold slightly moved the body, is facing her.
The delicate facial features and beautiful face fell into song Qinghuan's sight. Although they were a little pale, their faces had returned to their original indifference.
"Are you awake?" He got up and went to song Qinghuan.
Seems to want to take her away from here, do not want to let song Qinghuan see his decadent side.
But song Qinghuan had already walked to the desk and asked carefully, "when it's cold, are you in a bad mood?"
When the cold swept a look on the desk, there is no sound, is the default.
Since he is his favorite woman, although he keeps a man's self-esteem, he doesn't want to show some depression and decadence in front of her.
But they feel that although they are divorced, they are still husband and wife in their heart.
Husband and wife are one. Now that they have seen it and asked for a voice, they should not continue to hide it.
Otherwise, it would only make her more worried.
"Yes," he replied
Song Qinghuan directly asked: "because of my grandfather?"
When he saw that the lip liner for keeping out the cold went down and sank again, song Qinghuan said softly: "when Han Xixi came to me, she told me that the person behind the scenes was the old man. Aunt Wang was there at that time. She should tell you. I've been half suspicious since I heard that. I just woke up and heard the conversation between Xia Yang and Yuan Dong. I know you went to find him. He... "
When the cold light way: "before is no evidence, although there is doubt, but can't believe, now is sure."
His grandfather and his relatives are the people he has been looking for behind the scenes. Song Qinghuan can imagine the pain in his heart.
She put shiyuhan on the red wine glass on the table and tilted it in her hand. "To you, Mr. shiyuhan, I'll share your unhappiness with you."
Then she put it in her mouth for a drink.
But the lip just touched the red wine and was snatched by Shi Yuhan.
"Didn't you know you were pregnant? And drink! " When the cold, cold voice.
His face was cold, he spoke and drank the wine in his glass.
Song Qinghuan sat down on the chair in front of his desk. He licked the tip of his tongue on his lips and frowned. It was so sour and bitter!
It's terrible!
Why do so many people like to drink such a bad thing?
She put her elbow on the table with her chin on her palm. When she looked at the drink, she kept warm and joked: "you drink slowly, I won't compete with you."
Hearing the speech, he was a little bit embarrassed by the cold. He put down his glass, sat down on the chair again, and then waved to song Qinghuan: "come here!"
Song Ba got up and blinked his eyes.
Shi Yuhan immediately pulls her to sit on his thigh, fingers unconsciously caress her face, and then see the warm smile on her face, Shi Yuhan's ice covered face slowly melts.
She held her hand tightly. Under her finger, her warm skin was as soft as in memory. When she thought of the recent events, she opened her thin lips and called her name gently: "Song Qinghuan."
Song Qinghuan's brows are slightly wrinkled, and there is a kind of very unstable mood in his heart.
Although he hasn't said anything yet, he vaguely knows what he wants to say.
"You have something to say to me, don't you?" Song Qing asked with a smile, then did not wait for the cold to speak, and said: "I know what you want to say, when the cold, I decided not to go back."