In the south, there was a stout camphor tree. They sat down on a bench under the tree. The sun shone through the gap between the leaves, casting light and shadow on the ground.
In the bedroom on the third floor, Ji Shaoheng stood in front of the window, looked at the two people sitting under the tree, took out a mobile phone, took a picture, and sent it to Fang Yaqing.
Bai Shiyan's private apartment.
Fang Yaqing gives the design drawings to Bai Shiyan, who takes them over and reads them one by one. She is very satisfied with her design.
"Yaqing, it's a shame to let you be my personal designer."
Fang Yaqing chuckled: "it should be my honor to design clothes for the film queen."
"Or you are the best to me, willing to help me unconditionally." Bai Shiyan took her shoulder and thought of the things between herself and Ji Shaoheng. She felt sorry for her and said tentatively, "how are you with your husband recently?"
Fang Yaqing collected the design draft and said in a light tone: "that's it."
Bai Shiyan glared at her and asked casually, "are your feelings bad?"
Fang Yaqing showed a pale smile: "have been married for so many years, nothing good."
She took a drink from her water glass. The mobile phone in her bag rang. She put down the water glass and took out her mobile phone. It was a short message sent by Ji Shaoheng.
She opened the photo and saw that the man in the picture was looking at the woman in his arms tenderly. Her face was gradually bloody and her legs were pale.
Bai Shiyan saw her staring at the mobile phone, her face became more and more difficult to see. She poked her neck for a look, but she didn't see anything: "what's the matter?"
Fang Yaqing put away the mobile phone: "I have to go back in advance, these are just the first draft, you first see what is not satisfied with the place, then contact me."
Bai Shiyan nodded with a cup of water: "good."
An hour after Fang Yaqing returned to Ji's house, she entered the living room. Ji yangkun and Xie suling were holding little Jinuo in their arms.
The servant went up to her and called "the second young grandmother" and took her handbag.
She went over and pretended not to know, "Mom, did you get nono back?"
Xie suling said, "it's your elder brother and sister-in-law coming back."
She sat down on the sofa: "why don't you see them?"
Xie suling saw that little Jinuo was about to fall asleep and put down her voice: "I'm going for a walk."
"Oh." She said, "Mom and Dad, I'll go back to my room first."
Xie suling gave a light "um" and patted little Jinuo in her arms. Her gentle eyes seemed like a kind grandmother.
Fang Yaqing took a look at the little Jinuo in her arms. Her chest was stuffy and uncomfortable. Then she took back her sight and went upstairs to her room.
Hearing the sound of pushing the door open, Ji Shaoheng turned around, raised his arm and looked at his watch. He said with a smile: "slower than I imagined."
Fang Yaqing walked over and looked at the men and women under the camphor tree from the open window. Her eyes were dry. She clutched the clothes on her chest subconsciously, trying to suppress the pain under her hands.
Ji Shaoheng's evil spirit's voice rang out in his ear: "is it very uncomfortable? Want to cry? "
She forced herself to suppress her discomfort and shut the window: "No
"Why do you feel aggrieved?" Ji Shaoheng hands a spread, voice temptation way, "you can be wronged in recent years to him back."
Fang Yaqing looked at him and said, "are you afraid that I will tell him all this? Or mom and dad? "
Ji Shaoheng a face of the firm: "you will not."
Fang Yaqing picked up the thing at hand and smashed it in the past. He avoided it. He laughed more and more evil than her anger.
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