"I also heard Xiuyu about it. I don't know if it's true."

Curiosity was hooked up, Anqing eagerly said: "when did you also like this ink?"

"The child in Li Xiaoman's stomach is not he Shaolin's, they are just acting on occasion."

The sea breeze brings with it gusts of hot air.

Ning Wan repeats one side again, gradually, an Qing's mouth swings a smile, his eyes are full of expression, "are you serious?"

Seeing anqing like this, Ning Wan was uneasy. She told Anqing, right?

"You say, isn't it true?" An Qing holds Ning Wan's arm and asks loudly.

Ning Wan's body hurt. She pushed away her hand. "I heard it all."

An Qing's red hair is flying, "you say it again! Quick! Say it again! "

Forced helpless, Ning Wan said again, Anqing laughed rolling on the beach, covered his stomach and laughed, a crazy woman.

"Don't we have to be so happy?"

Anqing laughs, holding the sand with both hands and blowing with the wind.

Being swept by the sand, Ning Wan wipes his face helplessly, "Hey, it's almost OK."

"How can that be?" Anqing dances on the beach, happy appearance can't express with words.

"It's just that. Who knows if it's true?" Ning Wan saw anqing like this and couldn't help splashing cold water. "Besides, you and he are divorced. Even if Li Xiaoman's baby is not his, what else can you do?"

This basin of cold water poured down, Ann Qing really woke up a lot, she stopped dancing, came to Ning Wan and sat down.

"What Xiuyu said must be true."

"He is still a child."

"But he is Fu Ting's son, and Fu Ting is he Shaolin's best friend, so I believe that Xiuyu said that the child must not be he Shaolin's

"But..."

Anqing seems to be able to guess what Ning Wan said, and quickly interrupts her words, "I know that we have been divorced and have nothing to do with it, but I can't help but feel happy and exultant."

"I understand." Ning Wan slaps anqing on the back and lies on the beach.

"If I go after Shaolin, will you look down on me?"

Ning Wan hurried to get up from the beach, his face was a little ugly because of the excessive fright. "Are you kidding me?"

Anqing is a little embarrassed. She lies down with a dry smile, her fingers open, and looks at the sky from the cracks of her fingers. "In this period of time, I pretended to be idle on the surface, but still pretended to be him in my heart. At night, I would dream about him, ha ha Do you think it's useless for me to do this? "

"No." Miss the taste, rather Wan is not do not understand.

"I know he hates me, but I just can't help liking her." Anqing said, suddenly sobbing.

Ning Wan hurried to get the tissue and wipe it. "Darling, don't cry."

They sat by the beach, watching the sun vanish on the shoreline.

Back at the villa, dinner is ready.

In front of the round table, Fu Ting, mu feiran, Ning Wan and an Qing sat around. Murphyran was dissatisfied with the position, but he didn't say anything about it.

In the past, except for Anqing, none of them spoke much. But today's situation is special, and Anqing's words are also very good. Ning Wan has been eating with his head down, occasionally talking to an Qing.

"Is it agreeable?" Fu Ting rubbed the corners of his mouth and asked.

Murphyran stopped to eat. "Very well, thank you for your hospitality."

"There are rooms upstairs. You can choose any room you like."

"Well, thank you, Mr. Fu," murphyran said politely to Mr. Fu Ting, his eyes flashing and softly, "I don't know how Miss Li is?"

Fu Ting did not look askance, "may be premature."

"Even if you don't give birth prematurely, it's too late to be born prematurely when someone throws you like that!" An Qing is talking in a cool way.

Ning Wan was worried. "How is it? You're going to have a baby, right? "

"The Li family has hired the best obstetrician and gynaecologist. Nothing will happen."

"Oh." Anyway, Li Xiaoman was born prematurely when he was with them. If there is no big problem, she will be relieved.

An Qing looks at Ning Wan resentfully. "What do you care about her?"

"I only care, OK?" Ning Wan chuckles and puts Anqing's favorite dishes in her bowl.

"Well, that's about it." An Qing tilts his head and chuckles, then turns to Fu ting. "President Fu, the child in Li Xiaoman's stomach is not he Shaolin's, right?"

PATA - mufeiran's chopsticks fell on the table. A few seconds later, he quickly picked up the chopsticks, lowered his head and raised his ears.

Fu Ting dined gracefully and replied, "is there any problem?"

Anqing turns to see ningwan. "Let your man talk well."

Ning Wan is embarrassed. What is this? He said in a low voice with a red face: "don't talk about it!""You," anqing shakes her head, and once again falls to Fu Ting, "you just need to tell me the truth."

The three people on the table all looked at Fu Ting, but he didn't seem to notice everyone's gaze. When he heard the sound of Didi, he typed a few words with his mobile phone.

"President Fu!" Ann Qing can't wait.

More anxious than Anqing is mufeiran. His brow is tight. His fingers holding chopsticks are white. Listen carefully for fear of missing a word.

"Shaolin is really not the father of the child."

As soon as this remark came out, an Qingda was relieved, and mu feiran's brow tightened even more.

"I'm full. Everyone is free." Fu Ting got up and put up Ning Wan's arm. "Together."

"I'm not full." Besides, Ning Wan doesn't want to go out alone with Fu ting.

In front of the table, Murphy held back for a long time and asked, "do you still want to..."

Anqing smiled with a happy voice. "I know you like me, but I don't like you. The only one I love is he Shaolin."

Murphyran gave a low sneer, put down his chopsticks, and looked at the past cautiously. "It used to be, it doesn't mean it will be."

"I won't like you!" Anqing gets up and strides out.

Murphyran ran ran after him. "Where are you going?"

"I'm going to find him!"

"Are you crazy?"

Anqing hurried out and responded loudly, "I'm not crazy, and I'm quite rational."

……

Ning Wan followed Fu Ting out, barefoot, and walked along the coastline.

The wind at night is very small, and the sand under his feet is very thin. Ning Wan feels very comfortable and comfortable. He can't help but close his eyes and open his arms.

"If you like, I can bring you often."

"No! Thank you for your kindness! "

Such estrangement makes Fu Ting's eyes flash with dim light. "I don't want you to be so strange to me."

"Fu and I are not familiar." Ning Wan said, strode forward, the waves rolled, she walked a few steps to the outside, thinking of the day one thing.

"If I'm not familiar with bed, should I think you're open?"

"You -" rather euphemism, simply speed up the pace of walking.

Fu Ting's legs are long and big, and she is easy to walk with.