Chapter 135

"I did, but I didn't see the news about Cheng Shao. I haven't heard from him for a long time. I heard the news released by their company a long time ago. Cheng Shao has gone on a long holiday."

"Really?" that flower radish will also be willing to take a vacation. Doesn't he always love filming, advertising and making out with all kinds of little female artists?

An Ping asked with a smile, "second young master, you see the news on the computer every day. Didn't you look at Cheng Shao by the way? You don't know he has a long holiday?"

"The young master is very busy. I don't have time to meddle in his business."

An Ping smiled and blinked: "yes, the second young master is busy. He is busy seeing miss Qingyao. You like miss Qingyao very much, the second young master?"

Song Yue's lips are slightly curved: "I can't say whether I like her or not. The first time I saw her, I felt very special and friendly. Anping, have you ever felt that way? It's a stranger I met for the first time, but I just feel very familiar. No matter how you recall it, I clearly haven't seen this person. In short, It's a strange, special and strange feeling. "

"Oh -" Anping lengthened her tone.

"You oh what?"

"Second young master, it seems that you really don't like miss Qingyao, but --" An Ping deliberately sells the key.

"But what?"

"It's falling in love with her. You see, your wife has locked you up for months. You haven't forgotten her. You must have fallen in love!"

"Nonsense!" he didn't want to marry her, but just wanted to be friends with her. "Forget it, it's useless to talk to you about this. What revolutionary friendship do you know?"

"If it's really a revolutionary friendship, second young master, this time you just want to sign miss Qingyao into the group as a spokesman, and your wife will lock you up for a few months. If you really fall in love with her, your wife is expected to lock you up to the horizon. Even if miss Qingyao doesn't become an artist now, she has been in the entertainment circle in the end. What's more, she's 25 years old on the Internet, three years older than you, Madam, it's strange that you like her. "

"You girl! You're getting fatter and fatter! Get out! Hurry up!" Song Lezhi didn't like it and directly blasted people.

An Ping's mouth flattened: "I can tell the truth."

"Not yet?"

"Let's go."

Song Lezhi put on his watch, turned to look at himself in the dressing mirror and muttered to himself, "I've only seen it a few times. What love is love? Really! I was almost fooled by this little girl's film!"

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Lu Shaoqiu finished Mi Rui's business. The spring break of the group was put on the eighth day of the ninth lunar month. He took advantage of a few days to fly to Britain to deal with affairs.

Mirui receives a call from Cheng nuoyang and goes to see Cheng nuoyang's mother.

Qingyuan wants to go with her. Mirui decides to meet her first and then take Qingyuan.

Mi Rui scruples about the relationship between Qingyao and Cheng nuoyang. In addition, this marriage is the light of Qingyao and asks Lu Shaoqiu to take the coercive means.

Mirui herself is ready to accept the embarrassing cold face, but she doesn't want Qingyao to see the cold faces of those people. Qingyao just helps herself. She has no reason to accept Cheng nuoyang's hot and cold ridicule.

After sending mi Ruiqian to the taxi, Qingyao had nothing to do for a while. He simply began to look for a job on the Internet and submit his resume.

Mirui stood outside the luxury villa area on the east coast of Penang, raised his head and looked at the gorgeous and luxurious villa buildings on the beach.

My heart is beating.

She touched her stomach, cheered herself up with her child, and walked to the door of the villa garden.

There is a security booth at the door.

From a distance, I saw Mirui walking towards the front door of the villa.

The security guard came out of the guard box and looked at Mi Rui in an ordinary dress. With his pale face, he didn't seem to straighten his arm with the owner's house: "stop! This is a private residential area. You can't enter it without the owner's personal invitation!"

"I'm Mi Rui. Dongfang Luo asked me to come. Is it a personal invitation?" Mi Rui walked over with a cold face.

"Oriental lady? Wait a minute, I need to confirm!"

The security guard turned back to the sentry box and asked by phone. He immediately flew out and smiled: "I'm sorry, Miss MI, it's really my wife's invitation. Our job responsibilities. Please don't be surprised if there was any neglect just now!"

This attitude, as well as the speed of running, is similar to that of a different person just now.

Mi Rui didn't bother to pay attention to it. He lightly answered the word "um". Under his gracious leadership, he walked to a fashionable and modern white villa inside.

"Are you the new nanny in Mrs. Dongfang's family?" the security guard took the initiative to chat up.

There are only Cheng families in this villa area. They are not so much the people of the property as the people of the Cheng family. The security guards are very attentive.

Miri shook his head.

"Relatives?"

Mirui thought for a moment. The wedding hasn't been held yet. He can't be considered a relative. He shook his head.

"Friends?"

"No." Mirui continued to shake his head.

The security guard smiled awkwardly: "is that?"

"Cheng nuoyang's fiancee." Mirui answered honestly, then smiled and said, "here, thank you."

With that, Mirui went straight to the door of the villa.

The security guard was still surprised and his mouth was open enough to swallow an egg.

A servant came to open the door for Mirui.

Mirui goes in. It looks like a white and simple villa outside, but there is a hole inside.

Pieces of floor glass windows make the inside look particularly bright, and the extended simple white stairs have a full sense of design.

It's really beautiful. Miri has never seen such a beautiful home.

She fell in love with it all at once.

The servant took her to the master bedroom, raised her hand and knocked at the door. When Cheng nuoyang heard that he came in, he withdrew.

Mi Rui only felt his heart beating red and raised his hand to touch his face. His face was also hot.

Take a deep breath. She closes her eyes, opens them again, and pushes the door in.

On the white big bed, Cheng nuoyang is wearing pure cotton blue and white plaid pajamas and watching movies with his laptop. His sleeping hair is a little messy, but it doesn't affect his clean and beautiful facial features.

Mirui walked slowly to the bed, and his eyes were reluctant to leave him.

Cheng nuoyang seemed to find something wrong. If it was a servant, his steps could not be so light and slow.

He looked up from the computer screen.

Suddenly, his eyes seemed frozen and his face became terrible. He slapped the computer on his lap aside and shouted, "who let you in?"

Mi Rui bit his lip: "... Cheng... Cheng nuoyang, I am... Yes..."

Cheng nuoyang has turned over and got out of bed. Suddenly, he kicked Mirui.

Mirui couldn't dodge. He kicked him and fell to the ground and slipped a few steps away.

Cheng nuoyang came after him and lifted the collar of Mirui's coat: "young master, warn you again and get out of here! Never appear in front of me again!"

"You are my child's father, I can't go!" Mi Rui came and won't go easily. What's more, Lu Shaoqiu has said that Cheng nuoyang will marry her.

Cheng nuoyang squeezed her collar tighter and burst into blue tendons: "haven't you done him yet?"

"I said he was my child and I wouldn't kill him. Cheng nuoyang, this child is also your blood. Please accept him." Mirui's tears trickled down.

Slapped on Mirui's face.

Mi Rui felt Venus rising in front of him, and then saw the white cloth stained with blood passing in front of him.

She was shocked. Ignoring the beating on her face, she suddenly grabbed Cheng nuoyang's right hand. She saw layers of white gauze wrapped around her tail finger. Because of his strength just now, the injured part bled again and dyed the gauze bright red. Mi Rui only felt a sharp pain in her heart: "what's the matter with your hand finger?"

Not to mention, Cheng nuoyang was even more crazy and pushed her to the ground. He wanted to kick her up again.

A woman's serious voice sounded in time at the door: "stop!"

Miri is trying to hold his stomach to prevent the fetus from being hurt.

However, the storm that was supposed to come didn't come down after this loud cry.

She looked up slowly and a lady came in from the door.

I can't see my actual age. I'm wearing fashionable big waves and an indigo silk knee length skirt. My facial features are beautiful and my figure is like a model.

"Mom, I must kill this bitch today. If it weren't for her, how could I have cut off my finger!" Cheng nuoyang's anger didn't decrease.

As soon as Mirui entered, he forgot that the lady in front of him was his future mother-in-law, and focused on Cheng nuoyang's bandaged left hand.

Cut off your finger? Lu Shaoqiu cut Cheng nuoyang's finger?!!

So, her marriage was originally bought with Cheng nuoyang's finger?!

Miri was frightened by the cruel fact.

Lying on the ground, tears poured more fiercely.

Don't say that Cheng nuoyang will hit her again at this moment. Even if he kills her, she doesn't have any complaints.

She thought that Lu Shaoqiu would threaten him by various means, but she never thought that she would cause such harm to Cheng nuoyang.

She regretted that she had promised Lu Shaoqiu to come forward to solve the matter.

Not only regretted, she also hated him.

Why does that man move Cheng nuoyang's fingers? Does he have power and power?

She quickly got up from the ground and pulled nuoyang's hand. Her face was firm: "let's sue him!"

"Wait!" Dongfang Luo said slowly. Then he went to the middle of the sofa and sat down. He looked at them again. "Both of you come and sit down."

"Crazy!" Cheng nuoyang glared at Mi Rui, shook off her hand, walked a few steps to the sofa and sat next to Dongfang Luo.

Mi Rui lowered his eyes and walked over, just standing on their inclined single sofa.

"Mi Rui, come and sit down too." Dongfang Luo's voice was very kind, which surprised Mi Rui.

Mi Rui glanced at Cheng nuoyang quietly. The man didn't respond, but his face was still frighteningly cold. The gauze at the injured part of his hand was red, and he didn't care.

But then Mirui didn't dare to say anything and sat down on the single sofa.

"Listen to me, both of you. This is the end of nuoyang's finger injury! From now on, the three of us will live a good life and welcome the little life in Mirui's stomach. Nuoyang, you dare to treat Mirui like just now. I, the first mother, can't spare you!"

"Mom!" Cheng nuoyang shouted discontentedly.