Mrs. Zhan left.
Yu se looks at the happy Zhu Xu who runs around the room happily. Her eyes have never been gentle.
This world who left who, the earth is in the same rotation, she can.
It's just a little harder.
But clearly everything is decided, really to sleep, the whole person is like a cup of confusion in general, involuntarily went to the window.
It's just that night, in the parking space downstairs, there is no longer the black Bugatti from last night.
She turned on her mobile phone and began to search uncontrollably about Mo Jingyao.
The title of "mystery girl spending spring night together in the presidential suite of Mohist kawaite" fell into the eye.
Below, there are several pictures.
The man in the picture is naturally Mo Jingyao, while the woman is the side face.
It looks like Yu Mo and Mei Yuqiu.
She was stunned to see why Mo Jingyao didn't come to her tonight.
He is busy.
Very busy.
Busy with women to spend the Spring Festival.
Close your eyes and force yourself to sleep.
Mo Jingyao will never have him again in her dream.
When she was awake and asleep, she was kept out of her heart. She was treated as if she had never saved the man.
The metaphor is very busy. It's in the middle of three o'clock.
Apartment, kindergarten, clinic.
Mrs. Zhan really did her part-time job.
Mrs. Zhan once in a while helped her to do a lot of shopping. It took her only a week to get used to it.
The university entrance examination has been reported.
Metaphor began to make plans.
Probably with her score, she can be admitted to the same university in B city.
Then, she's going to city B.
This is the best.
At that time, he will return the apartment to Mo Jingyao.
With only one month's holiday left, she still stayed here temporarily and paid off the rent of Mo Jingyao after leaving.
They all said that the plan didn't change fast. She didn't care about this before. Now she found that this is the truth. From the next semester of her senior three, her life trajectory is changing every day, which makes her think about it as if she had a long dream.
Just now, the dream is waking up.
Weekend.
When Yu se was still sleeping, the door was thumping.
Zhu Xu quietly pushed open the door of the metaphor, "aunt, I'll open the door, you continue to sleep."
Yu se continued to pretend to sleep with a smile, but when Zhu Xu closed her door to open the door, she immediately got up.
Someone is coming. It must be looking for her.
She couldn't hide from pretending to sleep.
Sure enough, just put on your clothes, you heard the voice of the wind and fire rushing in from Sumu River, "Xiaose, Ganma is coming to pick you up. You go back with me. You live here with Xiao Xu, and there is no one to take care of it. I'm very worried."
"Godmother, you see, Xiaoxu and I have lived together for half a month. Am I thin? Not at all. I can take care of myself and Xiao Xu's Yu se said, pulling Zhu Xu together in front of the Sumu River to turn a circle.
"I've lost weight. I've lost a lot of weight. You don't have to worry. I've already discussed with your Godfather. I even prepared a children's room for Xiao Xu. I promise it's not worse than here, only better than here." Su Muxi was eager to pack the metaphor and carry it away. Then he took it with him and even accepted it.
Yu se shook his head. "Godmother, I like my life very much and I enjoy it very much. Do you think that's ok? I'll try my best to visit you and Godfather once a week in the future, OK?"
"Well, no way."
"Godmother, sister Jinduo is not as diligent as I am when I go back. You can agree." Yu se begged for mercy. She knew that if Su Muxi didn't agree to let her go, she would come to live with Jin every day.
Then, repeatedly bowing.
Su Mu River sighed, "little flower is coming back." Speaking of this sentence, Su Muxi's eyes are all apologetic.
However, Yu se just looks at Zhu Xu, who is a naughty horse rider. He doesn't find out, "congratulations to Ganma." Jin Duo is coming back, and she has no need to go.
"What can I congratulate you? I still want you to go home, Xiaose. You are the dry daughter that Chengguo and I recognized in front of many people. Since we have recognized it, we are the mother daughter relationship of our whole life."
"That's natural. If godmother goes back on her word, I'll never finish with you."
"Xiaose, your grandfather and fengxiaotian have been talking about you for several days. When will you go to see fengxiaotian
"Next weekend. I'll come by myself."
"I guess he can't wait. If your grandfather didn't keep him from looking for you these days, he would have come to see you. Tomorrow night, there will be a gathering of business celebrities in T city. Your grandfather and Feng grandfather will attend. I will go too. I'll take you for diagnosis and treatment. Otherwise, he says that he can't eat well and sleep well. He's afraid that he will suffer from amnesia completely and that he won't even have his grandchildren Yes, ha ha. ""Good." Tomorrow night, she can give Zhu Xu to Zhu Gang for one night, which can also be regarded as letting Zhu Xu and Zhu Gang cultivate their nephew feelings occasionally.
Otherwise, Zhu Xu will soon forget that he has an uncle.
"Well, I'll drive to your clinic tomorrow night to pick you up."
"No, I'll go by myself." Jin can't guess her family's excessive relationship with her family.
Last time, Mo Mingzhen protected her, and many colleagues doubted her family background.
"OK, I'll take my royal stylist Chen Hao to the car and temporarily put on makeup and make a shape for you."
"Godmother, I'm just going to see grandfather Feng." She didn't want to do any modeling.
"No way, no way. You are the daughter of my Sumu river. You represent me. You have to do it."
The metaphor is silent.
The next day.
I handed Zhu Xu to Zhu Gang and left in a hurry.
Just out of more than ten meters, we saw the nanny car of Sumu river.
As soon as I got on the bus, I saw that Chen Hao was already waiting inside.
Therefore, in the narrow space, the metaphor became a puppet in Chen Hao's hands, at his disposal.
When she got out of the car, she knew she was completely different.
After Chen Hao's trouble, she felt that the delicate and pretty girl in the mirror was not her own.
Then, after getting out of the car, I saw Jin Zheng.
"Metaphor of color." He looked up at her. His eyes were bright.
She didn't see him for some days.
Slowly walked over, it is natural to take his arm, "brother, miss me."
Looking at her grinning face, Jin Zheng covered up her bitterness and worry, and said in a hoarse voice, "I went on a business trip. I came back early this morning. Have you given up?"
"What?" The metaphor didn't respond for a moment.
Jin Zheng led her into the starry hall and whispered, "he is also on the list."