1566 The miracle of fate (2)
“Su Li, did you say something to him when we met that day? Did you agitate him? look, he divorced you after meeting you.” Sang Xia wiped her mouth and asked with a frown.
Su Li put down the knife and fork. what can I say to him? the past is the past. If I saw him in the past, I would have wanted to kill him, but now I have a husband and a child, and there are many people I care about. I don’t want to cause any more trouble. At that time, he only asked me how I was doing, and even asked me if I hated him.
“Oh? Then what did you say?”
Sang Xia raised her eyebrows.
There was no special expression on Su Li’s face as he said indifferently, ” I said I didn’t hate him anymore. When he heard it, he seemed to be quite happy. However, I later told him that if I hated him, didn’t that mean that I still remembered him? I’ve actually almost forgotten about him.”
Sang Xia did not think much of the first part of the story, but the latter part made her heart ache.
Of course, she was probably reliving Tang ye’s feelings.
Even though Tang ye did not get along with her, she had spent so much time with Rong Zhan and their children were all grown up. He did not treat her the same as before. He would come over a few times to talk to her politely and even asked her about Su Li.
Even if she only said a few words and didn’t say much.
This was simple enough. The two of them had experienced too many life and death tribulations and too many hardships. They hoped that God would always be kind to them.
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On the night before Chen nianbai and Su Li left, the little monster was particularly silent.
Because he knew he was leaving.
However, the young lady and the little tyrant flower did not know about it.
Mommy didn’t let him tell them either because she was afraid that little missy would cry. What little monster didn’t tell mommy was that he wanted to leave little missy and he wanted to cry too.
Rong Zhan’s family sent them back first. When the adults were talking, the triplets were holding their daddy’s arm and playing high up in the air. The little tyrant flower was talking to the little monster beside him, but the little monster was silent and pursed its little lips without responding.
He kept looking at the triplets.
He looked at the little sister with two cute little ponytails and big, bright eyes.
In the end, he seemed to sense that the adults were about to leave after they were done talking. The little monster, who had been burying his little thoughts, could not hold it in. He walked over and pulled the little triplets ‘small wrists.