Chapter 439

It's really ironic. After Ruan Qing's death for so long, so many people miss her, and Yao Meishu is still alive, but no one cares about her.

Ruan Qingyang is so cold, but his popularity is so good.

Lu mohai drank a mouthful of boiled water. He shut up and didn't speak.

The steak came up soon. Lu mohai gave Yao Meishu his cut steak, and then brought Yao Meishu's untouched steak. He didn't say a word throughout the whole process.

The action is very gentlemanly. He did the same when he had steak with Ruan Qingyang before.

"Mr. Lu, you are a gentleman."

Yao Meishu looked at the steak cut in front of her. She looked at Lu mohai in amazement.

A very gentleman man is very cultured when he talks. His family background must be not bad.

She didn't grow up in Kyoto. After graduating from University, she taught in Kyoto for several years and went back to Jincheng. She doesn't know much about the situation in Kyoto.

Kyoto is very big and prosperous. People who can live in Kyoto are very powerful, especially those who own houses.

Lu mohai: "maybe."

"Do you know my sister well?"

Yao Meishu asked directly. She forked a steak and put it in her mouth. The taste was very suitable. This restaurant looked like that kind of high-end restaurant.

At first glance, Lu mohai is the kind of person who has a high pursuit of life, and the restaurant he chooses is not bad.

Yao Meishu has thought out two sets of words. No matter what Lu mohai's answer is, she can continue.

"Excellent."

Lu mohai kept quiet about Ruan Qingyang. He just gave an evaluation.

The girl he likes must be excellent in his mind. No one in the world can compare with Ruan Qingyang, except Lu Qingyi.

This is Lu mohai's inner thought.

It's not that no one in the world is better than Ruan Qingyang and Lu Qingyi, but in Lu mohai's mind, these two women are the most important and must be the best in his mind.

A deeply loved woman, one is his own daughter.

"Yes, my sister is excellent. She is excellent in many aspects. It's a pity that she went there at a young age.

If my sister is still there, she must be a shining existence. There will also be Ruan Qingyang in the list of people who are now popular.

Maybe it's a shame. My sister is very beautiful. If I were a boy, I would be excited. It's a pity. "

Yao Meishu shook her head and said, in a particularly sincere tone, mixed with deep sadness, as if she really thought Ruan Qingyang felt very sad.

She has been praising Ruan Qingyang, just because Yao Meishu knows that she can't say Ruan Qingyang's wrong in front of Lu Mo's sea.

This man loves Ruan Qingyang very much. Once she says Ruan Qingyang is not right, then the next thing will be over.

"Well, she must be radiant."

Lu mohai nodded and said, he didn't deny it.

Whether Yao Meishu's words are sincere or false, Ruan Qingyang must be brilliant if he is still there. Lu mohai agrees with this sentence.

"You've always been in Kyoto, haven't you? Do you know who my sister knows well?"

Yao Meishu bit her lip slightly. She thought for a long time before she asked.

"Why do you ask?"

Yao Meishu's problem was indeed within Lu Qingyi's accident. Lu mohai picked his eyebrow to see Yao Meishu.

"I received a letter a few days ago. The letter paper has turned yellow. The handwriting inside is my sister's. The letter was also sent from Kyoto. I came here to inquire about it.

For so many years, I wonder who still keeps my sister's things and sends them back to me.

So is my sister. She has little to say. Even if we are sisters, she buries many things in her heart. She never says it. "

Yao Meishu lowered her head. The smile on her lips was helpless. She slowly opened her mouth and said. In order to avoid Lu mohai asking what her letter was about, she said it directly in order to give Lu mohai an illusion.

"Left by Qingyang?"

Lu mohai raised his eyes in amazement to see Yao Meishu, and felt a burst of doubt in his heart.

Lu Qingyi didn't tell him about the letter. Does it really exist?

"Yes, I left the letter at home. I was in a hurry when I came. I forgot to bring the letter."

Yao Meishu sighed slightly and said that she was really helpless in her heart, as if she had really forgotten.

"I'll take a call. You eat first."

Lu mohai put his hand into his pocket. He pressed the mobile phone. The mobile phone suddenly vibrated. He immediately took out the mobile phone and shook it to Yao Meishu.

Yao Meishu nodded.

Lu mohai went to the toilet with his mobile phone. Yao Meishu bowed her head to eat steak. Her eyes were always drifting.

Lu mohai gets along very well. He is as gentle as jade. Yao Meishu suddenly envied Ruan Qingyang for having such an excellent suitor.

Why can Ruan Qingyang be so excellent? Why are there so many people thinking about Ruan Qingyang, but Yao Meishu doesn't?

Lu mohai walked into the toilet. He immediately called Lu Qingyi with his mobile phone. Lu Qingyi answered it soon.

"Qingyi, Yao Meishu told me that Qingyang had a letter. What's going on? I'm a little unclear whether what she said is true."

Lu Mo tells Lu Qingyi about it on Haima because he doesn't know whether what Yao Meishu said is true.

If this is true, he must get the letter, because it is written by Ruan Qingyang, and he must take it.

"Ah, Dad, I'm sorry. I forgot to tell you. That letter was written by me imitating my mother's words, just to lure Yao Meishu."

Lu Qingyi at the other end of the phone slapped his head fiercely. He was annoyed and forgot to tell Lu mohai. This thing is really very important.

She was really careless. She forgot to tell Lu mohai about it.

"Oh, I see. So it is. Qingyi, you can imitate your mother's handwriting. Your mother's handwriting is very difficult to imitate."

At the same time, Lu mohai was a little surprised that Lu Qingyi could imitate Ruan Qingyang's handwriting. You know, Ruan Qingyang's handwriting is really difficult to imitate.

Ruan Qingyang's words are beautiful and easy to imitate, but it's really difficult to imitate.

Because her handwriting has its own style, some people once imitated Ruan Qingyang's handwriting. The words are a little similar, but they always have a lot of charm. At a glance, they know it's not Ruan Qingyang's handwriting.