Chapter 367

Song Xiaoman looked up: "sorry..."

In the middle of the speech, her eyes were fixed on the woman's face.

The woman standing in front of her was about forty or fifty years old, tall and gentle. It's just that this face seems familiar. She always thinks that she's seen it somewhere?

The man behind immediately came up and asked, "Mrs. mu, are you ok?"

"It's OK. Let's go in." Mu qingruo's eyebrows and eyes are gentle, and his voice is very light.

When she passed by song Xiaoman, she suddenly stopped, reached out and patted her on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "sorry, I didn't see the way just now."

Song Xiaoman is stunned for a few seconds, then shakes his head, suddenly seems to be silly, speechless.

And the woman had already left.

Jiang Pan Yu blinked and touched song Xiaoman on the shoulder: "let's go. What's the matter? Let's go in, too! I'll tell you, the chocolate puffs in this restaurant are delicious. You must try them. You will like them... "

After sitting down, song Xiaoman glanced around and found that the woman was sitting alone by the window just now.

Quiet, looks very elegant, exudes a unique temperament.

Jiang pan language along song Xiaoman's line of sight, looked for a long time did not see anything: "what's the matter, what are you looking at?"

Song Xiaoman pursed his lips: "that woman just now... I feel a little familiar, but I can't remember where I met her."

"Do you recognize the wrong person? Well, don't think about it if you can't remember. Look at the menu. What else do you want? How about orange juice? "

Song Xiaoman takes his eyes back, but he is still absent-minded.

After a few mouthfuls of dessert, she got up and went to the bathroom. Just as she went in, she happened to meet the woman just now.

She stood stupidly, licking her lips uneasily: "I'm sorry, maybe it's presumptuous, but have we met before?"

Mu qingruo held out his hand and said with a smile: "my name is mu. Does miss know me?"

Song Xiaoman slowly raised his hand and held it up. She laughed awkwardly: "maybe I recognize the wrong person."

She didn't know anyone surnamed mu, so she thought too much.

Mu qingruo's smile was deeper, and a warm light appeared in his eyes: "if only I could have a beautiful and lovely daughter like you. Unfortunately, I have only one son. "

"Thank you." It's rare to be praised so frankly. Song Xiaoman suddenly became shy and blushed.

When song Xiaoman walks into the compartment, the temperature on mu qingruo's face disappears. She goes to the bathroom and washes her hands again.

……

The night is a little dark, mu qingruo gently pushed open the bedroom door, eyes full of smile: "Yao Yao, come here to eat cake."

Chu Yao is sitting in front of the mirror in a daze. Hearing mu qingruo's voice, she looks back blankly: "aunt, you're back."

Mu qingruo goes over, takes Chu Yao's hand and takes her to the tea table to sit down.

She opened the cake box and poured a cup of hot tea: "the cake in this restaurant is very delicious. My aunt chose your favorite vanilla flavor. Would you like to have a taste?"

"Thank you, auntie."

"Yao Yao, raise your head." Mu qingruo fondly stroked Chu Yao's cheek and frowned.

Although the scar has been a lot of light, but close up, or vaguely visible imprint.

Chu Yao's voice had a trace of sadness: "this scar, can't it go away any more?"

"No, Yao Yao, believe auntie."

"Well."

Chu Yao suddenly leaned on mu qingruo's shoulder and sobbed softly: "Auntie, if you had appeared earlier, it would have been better. Do you know, I really miss you and miss you every day..."

Mu qingruo also followed the red eye socket, the heart seems to be gouged out under the knife, very painful: "sorry Yao Yao, it is Auntie let you suffer so many grievances, it is Auntie bad."

"But it doesn't matter. From now on, your aunt will decide everything for you, and you will get back everything you lose..."

Chu Yao wiped her tears and gave a bitter smile: "it's too late. Shi Nan got married. He loves that woman very much. He even watched that woman scratch my face. He stood there indifferent."

"He doesn't care that the woman is song Dahe's daughter at all..."

Think of the picture in the dining room in the afternoon, mu qingruo's pupil shrunk for a while, and his eyes were cold.

She closed her eyes, slowly breathing, hate like vines more and more around her, let her breathless!

In that car accident, she should have died, but maybe God could not see it and gave her a chance of rebirth.

She met the man, the man who made her reborn, Fu Guangyuan

Memory slowly returned to her mind, she thought of the past, who she was, also thought of the dark, miserable life, and song Dahe!

Song Dahe

Mu qingruo's hands hanging on the side of his body gradually clasped together, and his nails fell into the palm of his hand a little bit.

On the day of the accident, she and song Dahe agreed to escape from the prison together. She thought that her love and her beautiful life were waiting for her not far away.

However, she was wrong, because it was just a dream woven by song Dahe, all lies!

Song Dahe didn't have the courage to escape at all. Everything was just her wishful thinking. In the end, song Dahe broke the oath.

"Auntie, what's the matter with you?" Chu Yao noticed mu qingruo's abnormality and patted her on the back.

Mu qingruo gradually calmed down, took Chu Yao's hand and said, "it's OK, Yao Yao... You have to help your aunt. You have to help her!"

"OK, I'll help you. Just like before, I'll always be by your side." Chu Yao is in Mu qingruo's arms.

……

Song Xiaoman returned to the villa, put down his schoolbag and ran to the study on the second floor: "husband ～"

She jumped into his arms, raised her smiling face and said, "I bought you delicious food."

Qin Shinan touched her head in his arms and held her directly on the desk. He pinched her chin and gnawed down: "what delicious food can we have?"

Song Xiaoman's face was scalded. He learned to bite his lips.

He has a light peppermint smell. It always smells good.

Each other kiss to kiss, Leng is tired of crooked for a long time, on the difference in this study directly do something.

Song Xiaoman put his arm on Qin Shinan's shoulder and slowly put his arms around his neck. His legs also wrapped around him. He wanted the whole person hanging on him: "by the way, husband, can you show me your mother's picture again?"

"How do you want to see a picture?"

"Nothing. I just want to see it, OK?"