But Xinle didn't get angry. After combing her hair, she put down her comb and squatted beside the bed, looking at her brother lying on the bed, "I ask you, Shang Hui often comes to our house?"

Xin Yang turned over the book on Xin Le's bedside table, thought about it and said, "it's not true. Recently, our mother often asks him to come home for dinner. I don't think you can run away this time."

Xinle sat directly on the floor, a little congested. It seems that his mother likes him very much.

"I think Shanghui is very good. He is a bank executive with a high degree. He is also a turtle. The key is that people don't dislike your marriage." Xin Yang looks up and down at his sister.

Xinle looked back at his brother with poor eyes, "how do I think you dislike me?"

"I dare not." Xinyang laughs, flattering looking at his sister, "or sister, do you still think about that scum man?"

"What scum man is not scum man." Even if they break up, Xinle doesn't want others to say that about him. In the final analysis, it's just that he is cheap.

"It is." Xinyang snorted. Seeing that his elder sister raised her hand to beat him, she jumped up in a hurry. "Elder sister, you'd better come out quickly. Don't let brother Shang Hui wait too long."

Xinle waved and made a move to fight. Xinyang went out with a smile.

Xinle sat on the ground and looked at the ceiling. What should she do?

Is Shang Hui really here?

If it's not true, what will she do if it's true?

"Not yet?" Shang Hui leans against the door and looks at the woman sitting on the ground. It's eight years since she graduated from high school. Shang Hui looks at the woman with a slight hook on her mouth.

Xinle is still sitting on the ground, looking at him.

Shanghui is the same Shanghui. He has a face that makes people scream. It's only eight years. That proud young man has more mature charm.

However, compared with Mo Lu Su, it seems that he is still worse.

Xinle shakes her head. Is she crazy? Why think about that man!

"I hope you're not comparing me to that man." Shang Hui spoke frankly.

Xinle stood up with one hand by the bed, and then patted his ass, which could not have soil at all. "I think too much. How come shangxueba ate enough foreign ink, and then came back to serve the motherland?"

Shang Hui shrugs her shoulders and looks at Xinle, who is approaching her. She has a pair of white woolen trousers, a light pink sweater, and her hair tied into a ponytail, just like she was then.

"I haven't seen you for eight years, you are still so - naive!"

"Sister, it's called Nen." Xinle fake smile, push him out, "go out to talk, by the way, my host invited you to dinner." Said Xinle, taking his coat and looking at him.

Shang Hui shrugged, "have you forgotten that I'm from s City, too?"

"Oh, forget, we shangxueba are also from s City, and they are the role models of our city No.1 middle school." Xinle smilingly opened her mouth and made a please sign at the door.

Shang Hui was not angry at her words. He turned back to Xin's mother and said, "uncle and aunt, I'll take Lele out for a walk."

"All right, all right, let's go." Xin's mother said happily, it's like a play.

Xinle's body trembled. After closing the door, she said, "don't cry so disgusting, OK?"

Shang Hui shrugged, "your mother likes it."

Xinle rolled his eyes and went into the elevator. "Don't play empty. What do you mean?"

Shang Hui followed him in, pressed down one layer, and then said, "I said I like you. Do you believe me?"

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