Chapter 141

As for the keepsake, it has indeed returned to Lin Lang's hands. If she tells Xue Zhaowu the whereabouts of the keepsake, Lin Lang will marry a man she doesn't like and will be unhappy all her life. However, if he doesn't tell Xue Zhaowu where the keepsake is, he will be entangled with him and don't know when it will be. For a while, song Shiyan was in a dilemma.

"What? Dijin, do you confess to me or not Xue Zhaowu looked at Song Shiyan's meditation and continued to ask.

From childhood to adulthood, Lin Lang has always been very good to herself. Now, in this world, Lin Lang may be the only one who can truly treat himself. Even if Lin Lang is blinded by Yan duoya, how can she be ungrateful and push her into the pit of fire?

Xue Zhaowu cleared his throat and tried to make his voice not tremble and sad. He said to song Shiyan with a smile, "don't worry! Who am I, Xue Zhaowu? I'm the master of the Xue family! What kind of woman have I never seen in my life, and how can I hang on your crooked neck tree? "

Xue Zhaowu looks at the back of song Shiyan and his eyes are full of loneliness. He was suddenly a little lucky that she never looked back. In this way, she would not look down upon him.

Even if, Xue Zhaowu, the person he likes is not her, but Dijin. But now, the soul of Dijin is no longer there. The soul in the body of Dijin is her and the poetry of Song Dynasty. So, no matter what, she can't be with him.

Yes, from the last life when she was betrayed by Yin Haoming, from the moment when her heart died, she had made up her mind that she would never fall in love with anyone again. For Xue Zhaowu's feelings, she wanted to be silly, but the feelings should be cut off quickly. If you can't explain it clearly, it's not good for her or Xue Zhaowu.

Why do you want to provoke me? I advise you, you'd better not get close to me any more - because I can't fall in love with anyone else in my life. "

Song Shiyan sighed. After a long time, she could not help but say, "Xue Zhaowu, there are so many excellent women in the world

she seems to be standing on a dividing line. In front of her, full of warm breath, but a strange room of noise and confusion. And behind her, the cold wind swept, but there is a pair of affectionate eyes.

Hearing this, song Shiyan stopped. She stood by the French window with her back to Xue Zhaowu without looking back.

"Yes, Dijin, you're right. I'm Xue Zhaowu. If I'm not sick, how can I like a woman like you? But it seems that my illness is beyond cure. What should I do Xue Zhaowu looked at Song Shiyan's determined figure and said aloud after all.

She rubbed the goose bumps on her arm and gave Xue Zhaowu a white look. She said to him in disgust: "Xue Zhaowu, it seems that you are really sick. You go to the hospital to have a look, don't delay the treatment! " Then she turned and left.

Song Shiyan looked at Xue Zhaowu's eyes. For some reason, he always felt that his serious appearance made her feel more embarrassed than his smiley face just now.

To provoke me? If you like, I can be provoked by you willingly Xue Zhaowu looked at Song Shiyan with a serious look in his eyes and said with a straight face.

"There are so many excellent men in the world. Why don't you just smell the words? Song Shiyan gives Xue Zhaowu a cold glance and says," it's my freedom that I provoke. You don't have to worry about it. "

Looking at Song Shiyan, Xue Zhaowu could not help but say, "Dijin, I told you a long time ago, don't provoke those men, especially men with families like Yin Haoming."

"I don't want to throw any hydrangeas. I want to screw your head off and kick it!" Song Shiyan's face is red. I don't know whether it's shame or annoyance.

Song Shiyan couldn't help but look at Xue Zhaowu again, but I haven't seen him for several days. His face is really thick. Now, his brazen degree, maybe even jiangshuru see, also willing to bow to the downwind!

Xue Zhaowu took his clothes, looked at Song Shiyan, and said to her with a smile: "Dijin, are you throwing hydrangeas at me?"

She took off Xue Zhaowu's overcoat, held it in her hand, and then threw it at him.

Song Shiyan was very angry and didn't want to have anything to do with Xue Zhaowu. She turned coldly, about to leave the balcony, as if thinking of something and turning again.

So she didn't know how to refute. After all, he refuted himself with his own words. Could it be that he dug a hole and jumped in?

She wanted to question Xue Zhaowu, but after hearing what Xue Zhaowu had just said,

Song Shiyan felt a little disgusted and wiped the half face of her stolen kiss with her hand. She looked at Xue Zhaowu with a narrow face, her eyes almost burst out with fire, and cried out: "Xue Zhaowu --""The man who just kissed you was Xue Zhaowu in the past, and I am Xue Zhaowu now. If you want to settle with Xue Zhaowu, please go to Xue Zhaowu in the past instead of me now. " Xue Zhaowu looked at the angry song Shiyan and said with a smile.

Song Shiyan's face turned red in an instant. Looking at Xue Zhaowu, she was so angry that she gnashed her teeth and said, "Xue Zhaowu, you --"

after Song Shiyan said that, she turned around and wanted to leave, but she was held by Xue Zhaowu. She turned her head in anger, but Xue Zhaowu suddenly turned his head and made a kiss on her side face.

Song Shiyan took a look at Xue Zhaowu and saw that the smile on his face was narrow and expectant. She coughed a little unnaturally. She turned to one side and said, "that's really embarrassing. Even if Dijin really stole your things, it was before she lost her memory. Jindijing, now I'm not. So, if you have any dissatisfaction and want Dijin to compensate you, go to Dijin instead of me. "

"Dijin, you're a dead duck with a stiff tongue," Xue Zhaowu said to her with a smile as he looked at Song Shiyan. "I lost a daughter-in-law because of you. Now that you don't remember where to hide the keepsake, you can compensate yourself to me. As for the loss, I'm not so miserable, am I

Thinking of this, song Shiyan looked up at Xue Zhaowu and said, "Xue Zhaowu, I really don't know what you're talking about."

Song Shiyan couldn't help laughing bitterly. How could she not recognize the sadness in his tone.

"Good! After all, I have no place for you to hang on this crooked neck tree. " Song Shiyan said to Xue Zhaowu with some unfeeling feelings. Then she walked forward and refused.