After the front desk sister finished with her, her expression was still mysterious, "well, now I've told you everything I know. Don't tell others that I said it. I'll go first."
After the person left, Xiao Yan stood in place foolishly and didn't digest what the front desk sister said for a long time.
Is Xu Yanwan Han Qing's fiancee?
If these are true, then... What is she?
Forcibly intervene in other people's feelings, a third party???
"Sister, are you still on the bus?"
The driver was urging her, and Xiaoyan regained his mind. "Sorry, master, could you please wait for me again? I have something to ask."
"Wait for you? Then I'm not in business yet..."
"Please, master, I'll make up some fare for you later."
Hearing what she said, the driver nodded with satisfaction: "OK, go, but don't let me wait too long."
After that, Xiaoyan ran back. Halfway through the run, she stopped again.
No, why did she go to ask Xu Yanwan.
If she is really Han Qing's fiancee, she should also ask Han Qing for clarification. After all, Han Qing is the one close to her.
She wants to listen to him.
Thinking of this, Xiaoyan turned back again. The driver saw her go out and came back soon, looking at her strangely.
"You don't have to go in?"
"No, I remember there are other things. Let's go back."
"Where are you going?"
Xiaoyan wanted to say Han's address, but when it came to his mouth, it turned into his own home, "let's go."
Although she doesn't know where Han Qing is now, if he doesn't want to see himself, let him calm down.
Moreover, Xiao Yan's mind is also confused at the moment. He can't get back to his God by the words of the front desk.
She felt that she needed to go home and think about what was going on.
**
After returning home, Xiao Yan went straight to bed without even having dinner. Lying down, tears flowed down her eyes unconsciously, and then she got out of control.
bad guy......
Even if it's just a birthday, you can tell her. Then she won't give it to him. Why not? Woo
Xiaoyan held the quilt and shrunk into a ball. Tears rushed out of her eyes like beads with broken lines.
She prepared so long and painstakingly, just to give him a birthday and... Tell him the news of her pregnancy.
As a result, he left so that she couldn't find him.
Bad guy... Bad guy.
Xiaoyan constantly scolded Han Qing in his heart, turned over and continued to cry.
Why can't you tell her what you have?
Knock knock——
"Yan Yan, what's the matter today? I went into the house quietly when I came home. I don't know if I came out to eat?"
It was Luo Huimei's voice. Xiaoyan was startled and quickly pulled the quilt over her head. She can't speak now, because she just cried. If she spoke, it would be a nasal sound. Luo Huimei will hear it at that time.
If her mother heard that she was crying, Luo Huimei would certainly ask something.
So Xiaoyan can only pull the quilt to the top of his head and pretend to sleep.
"Yan Yan, get up for dinner?"
Luo Huimei stood at the door of the room and kept calling Xiao Yan's name, but there was no movement in the room, so Zhou's father came over and asked.
"Are you asleep?"
Luo Huimei picked her eyebrows and said, "go to bed so early?"
"Her dark circles are very heavy recently. Maybe she's sleepy. Let her sleep and eat when she wakes up."
Hearing what Zhou's father said, Luo Huimei thought it was ok, so she didn't knock on Xiaoyan's door again.
While hiding in the quilt, Xiao Yan continued to cry with his eyes open.
Maybe she was tired of crying, so Xiaoyan fell asleep.
I don't know how long it took. It seemed that someone was knocking at her door again.
Xiaoyan was directly woken up, and then he heard Luo Huimei patting the door outside and asking, "Yan Yan, are you awake? Han Qing came to you. He said he couldn't get through to you."
At first, the expression on Xiaoyan's face was still dead, but after hearing Han Qing's name, she gave a meal, then opened the quilt and sat up.
Han Qing is here?
What time is it?
Xiaoyan looked at the time and found that it was 12 o'clock at night, and it rained heavily outside the window, with lightning and thunder.
Such weather and what happened today can't be worse for Xiaoyan.
She was still sitting blankly, but Luo Huimei had opened the door and came in.
"What's the matter with you girl? You can't hear me when I talk to you..."
As soon as the voice fell, Luo Huimei looked at Xiao Yan's swollen eyes like walnuts, and her lips stopped, "what's the matter, girl? Why are your eyes swollen like this? Did Han Qing bully you?"
Xiao Yan stared at Luo Huimei blankly and shook his head a moment later: "nothing, where is he?"
"Outside, I let him in. He didn't come in. I wonder what's going on. You two are quarrelling?"
Quarrel?
If it's just an ordinary quarrel, it's not a big deal.
"No quarrel, but there are some things I want to ask him myself." Xiaoyan said, lifting the quilt and getting out of bed. Luo Huimei couldn't help holding her when she saw her daughter like this. "What's the matter to ask? If you don't want to see him, mom can..."
"Mom, I'm fine."
Xiaoyan held Luo Huimei's arm and smiled at her with a smile more ugly than crying: "there are some things I want to know, so I must ask him."
"Well, since you say so, mom will support you."
After that, Xiaoyan got up, changed clothes and walked outside.
Han Qing didn't enter the house, so he stood in the corridor waiting for her. When Xiaoyan went out to find him, Zhou and his wife whispered their ears.
"What's the matter with Yan Yan? Why doesn't Xiao Qing come in in the middle of the night?"
Luo Huimei pinched him, and then said, "they probably quarreled. There should be no big problem. Just let them make it clear."
"Tut tut." Zhou Fu shook his head reluctantly: "you girls are easy to be hypocritical. Most of the time, it's not a big deal, but it's very fierce and headache."
Hearing this, Luo Huimei immediately stared with dissatisfaction: "who are you talking about? Your men don't think it's a big deal. It's your own thick nerve. What's the affectation of strange women? And it's your daughter. If you talk nonsense again, believe it or not, I'll throw you downstairs."
Zhou Fu: "
Forget it, the tigress is not easy to mess with. She still doesn't talk to him so much.
Zhou Fu touched his nose, sat back in his chair and quietly waited for the results.
After Xiaoyan came out, she found that Han Qing's clothes standing in the corridor were nearly half wet. She subconsciously felt hurt and wanted to call him in, but when she thought about what she heard, she was cruel again.