Chapter 64

Xu kuangjie: "..."

I knew brother was plastic!

Jiangbeiyuan took out two bottles of yogurt from the refrigerator and soaked them in hot water.

Xu Kuang Jie is speechless. "Whose yogurt is still in hot water? I want to drink ice beer! "

"No beer."

"Then I'll have a cold coke!"

"No coke, drink or not."

Xu Kuang Jie's speechless deepening: "you are only 28 years old, and you live on 88 days? What's more, I didn't recognize the wechat avatar you changed. I almost sent the wrong message. "

"What's the problem?"

Jiangbeiyuan takes a bottle of yogurt out of the hot water, unlocks it, and drinks it directly without licking the lid.

Xu also took another bottle of hot yogurt and licked the lid.

And then they put it in the garbage can.

"Look, the head looks like four hearts. What's wrong with it?"

Jiangbeiyuan: "the mind is not the four hearts?"

"What?"

"I said, heart, heart, mind, mind, understand?"

Xu Kuang Jie blinked, "should not, with your wife?"

Jiangbeiyuan well, the enchanting night also covered his face with a layer of enchanting, warm and harmonious, like the melting of snow and ice.

"She will understand."

Xu Kuang Jie didn't speak, suddenly turned around, covered his mouth, and his shoulders twitched for several times.

Puha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!

He put four hearts there, let her wife understand it is to describe "read", God An iQ200 doctor with a dual degree in medicine and finance, how can EQ be so touching!

No, he can't laugh anymore. He has to save face for jiangbeiyuan.

After all, it's intentional.

Jiangbeiyuan squints slightly and looks at Xu Guangjie's shoulder. "Are you finished? Talk. "

"Cough."

Xu Kuang Jie cleared his throat and wiped a handful of tears from his smile before turning around.

I cleared my throat again.

"Well, I guess it's right. I'm not her mother now."

Jiangbei yuan nodded and waited for Xu kuangjie's next words.

Xu Guangjie took out a file from the inner lining of the suit and put it on the coffee table.

"Yan Niang, who is the master of his father's praise, loves his daughter. After his wife died in childbirth, he married her in the same year and wanted to give her a complete home. At the same time, he concealed the first wife's childbirth from the outside world. It took me a lot of effort to find out."

"Yannian is thirteen years old. His father is dead. His stepmother's nature is revealed. Alas It's not natural. I can't use my heart. It's said that this stepmother is fond of gambling. The money that Yan Yuming left for Yan Nian has been defeated by her. "

Jiangbeiyuan never spoke. He laid his hands on the back of his head and leaned on the sofa, wondering what he was thinking.

"Hey, do you listen?"

It's like he's lost his mind.

Xu Kuang Jie kicked him.

Jiang Beiyuan's voice was heard. He could see that he was thinking so much that he didn't have time to kick back.

"I'm thinking about what I can do to minimize the harm to her."

Women who have lived together for more than 20 years are not their own biological mothers.

Anyone who knows the truth will suffer terribly.

Yannian doesn't say it, but jiangbeiyuan knows that she still has some feelings for Ma Xueyan.

After all, in the first 13 years, for the sake of Yan Yuming, Ma Xueyan pretended to be a good speaker.

If a lie is white, then he doesn't mind to continue the lie, as long as he can minimize the harm to speech.

So, in those ten minutes, he stayed in a room with Ma Xueyan, and without saying a word, he opened the door and saw the mountain path, "you are not the biological mother of yearning, are you?"

Ma Xueyan's eyes dodged for two times and stared at jiangbeiyuan warily.

It's a man with a strong bearing.

This man leaned against the glass window, behind him was a large amount of sunlight. He wore a white shirt, which was pure, simple and elegant. His temperament was noble, but his body was cold. It seemed that where he was, he could make ice.

Ma Xueyan shivered in the cold.

"You, who are you?"

"I said, I'm the husband who read."

Jiangbeiyuan took out the marriage certificate from his pocket and handed it to him.

On the little red book, it's shiny.

Before Ma Xueyan could see the names of the people inside, he took back his hand and carefully put the marriage certificate in his pocket.

"It's enough to have a look at some things. I just want to tell you that with my care and thoughts, she's living well now. You can't give her wealth, comfort and the dream she wants to pursue. I can give it."