Chapter 1366

So much has gone through, so much has happened.

If I don't understand now, she has really lived in vain these years.

Sheng Zimo is really excellent, even without any shortcomings.

But he doesn't belong to himself, and he can't have anything to do with himself.

And Jack

He saved himself.

He saved his life and his soul.

Maybe it's fate, maybe it's God's eye, she finally It's time to stop.

Even though there was an empty feeling in her heart.

Even in the dead of night, she still can't control to think of that man, her heart will hurt.

But It's going to pass, isn't it?

Sheng Zimo, you are just a passer-by in my life after all.

Yes, just a passer-by.

That's all. -

it was a good lunch.

Jack and Qu Shaochen seem to have a lot to talk about. In addition to the economy, they also talked about some topics about the development prospects of the Netherlands.

For these, after Mujing orange some puzzled looking at the driving District Shaochen way, "do you know Holland very well?"

"A little bit."

"You know a lot about one or two!" Mu Jing orange looks at him with a smile, "Qu Shaochen, what else do you have that I don't know?"

For example, he speaks Dutch as well as English.

For example, he even has such a big branch in Brunei.

For example, he became deputy commander of city B overnight

for example

So many, so many, so many that I can't even count them.

He never told her all this.

If it had not happened suddenly, if it had not been revealed little by little, she would have been kept in the dark.

This man, the hidden is too deep.

She, who had been sleeping with him for so many years, did not find it.

He is so excellent that even though they have been together for so long and have a son, she still can't confirm that they are really together.

What's more, I can't believe that such an excellent man is his own husband.

Compared with those days before he knew him, Mujing orange had a feeling of being separated from others.

Qu Shaochen, how can I marry you?

How can I get such deep love from you?

District Little Chen turns a head to look at her, the facial expression slightly closed for a while, then a serious way, "do you really want to know?"

Mu Jingcheng nods fiercely, and his eyes are sincere.

"I'm hungry..."

Mu Jing orange is a Leng, the vision doesn't understand of looking at him, "hungry?"

This Does it have anything to do with the topic between them?

"Well!" Qu Shaochen nodded with certainty, "this is what you don't know."

“……”

Mujing orange instant a black line, this man, can't play according to common sense?

"Don't believe it?" Qu Shaochen looks at her suspiciously.

"All right!" When Mu Jingcheng was defeated, she knew that when she talked to this man, she had never won, "what would you like to eat?"

At noon, Qu Shaochen ate very little.

I don't know whether he is not interested in those foods or not. During the whole lunch, he just ate a few pieces of fruit.

Therefore, Mu Jingcheng has no doubt that he is hungry.

"I want to eat your sweet and sour ribs." Qu Shaochen looked at her seriously, "let's have Chinese food."

"Good!" Mujing orange did not speak, Ozawa has been happy to jump up, "I also want to eat spareribs, sweet and sour spareribs!"

Mu Jing orange looks at her son and looks forward to Qu Shaochen, then nods happily.

To be honest, she's not full either.

It's not because of the bad lunch or the bad atmosphere, but because she's not in the mood.

Maybe it's because of Zhou Jiayi, or maybe it's because she has the same problem with Qu Shaochen: she doesn't like to eat with strangers.

So, when Ozawa and Qu Shaochen made a request, she agreed without hesitation.

Therefore, half an hour later, when a family of three sat down in the Chinese restaurant and saw a row of sweet and sour ribs on the table, there was a robbery.

Looking at the delicious food that his son and Qu Shaochen ate, Mu Jingcheng suddenly thought, life is alive, isn't it?

Simple life, simple happiness.

It's beautiful, it's satisfying.

"Mom, eat quickly, or you will be robbed by Dad." Ozawa took Murai's arm and put a piece of spareribs on her plate.

"Thank you, son!" Mu Jingcheng smiles happily, then picks up the ribs to eat.For a moment, she was homesick.

Miss Zhang Ma, Miss Yao Haiyue, Miss ice Congling.

They didn't come out soon, but she felt like a century had passed.

Just then, a familiar sound came from the TV not far away.

Realizing that it was just a word, she recognized who it was.

"There is no plan for the moment, after all..." On TV, Sheng Zimo stands on the red carpet, besieged by more than a dozen reporters. He looks at the TV screen naturally, and his lips are slightly raised, "I'm still young, aren't I?"

"I heard that you have a girl you like, is that so?" A female reporter handed the microphone to Sheng Zimo, "is that woman in the circle? What kind of person is she? Will you be together? She... "

"Are you her undercover agent?" Sheng Zimo broke the female reporter's question with a very funny tone. The female reporter and other people couldn't help laughing.

Sheng Zimo has been asked similar questions for hundreds of times.

In the past, he always laughed and did not deny or admit it.

And today, he suddenly did not want to avoid.

"I know you're curious and want to know about her. In fact, I'd like to know. " Sheng Zimo looks at the camera.

Through the TV screen, his eyes overlapped with the eyes of Mojing orange.

By him so stare at, Mu Jing orange's in the heart "clap Deng" a, the vision can't help dodging to open.

Just then, Sheng Zimo's voice rang again.

"How are you? In the days without me... " Sheng Zimo's voice was low, and for a moment, the whole red carpet became quiet.

When everyone thought that he would go on, speak his heart, and even express himself, he suddenly ended.

Looking at Sheng Zimo's expression suddenly changed from serious to silent, even cold, people were stunned, "and then?"

"And then?" Sheng Zimo smiles and says, "no more!"

"No more?" The female reporter was stunned, "you Aren't you going to say anything more to her? After all, you've loved her for so many years. " Hearing these words, Sheng Zimo's look was not stopped, and then looked at the female reporter in doubt, "how do you know? Do you know her well? "