"One." Mo Xiaojun just called out two words, other words in the lip and teeth run in for several times, and finally did not say it, he just a look can not finish all the feelings.
"I'm fine, brother." Xia Yihan smiles and nods. Yes, she's very good. She's very happy.
"Sister in law, thank you and brother."
Hai Qingqing smiles and nods. She leans against Mo Xiaojun. She should be happy with Mo Xiaojun.
"Come in and talk about it."
Zhong Yuntang opened the door and invited everyone in.
"Yihan, how are you these years?" Hai Qingqing asks Mo Xiaojun what he wants to ask. His wife and husband have been together for several years. With a look in his eyes, Hai Qingqing knows what he is thinking.
"Well, how about you?"
After saying that, Xia Yihan feels how to have a kind of official feeling.
Mo Xiaojun went to Xia Yihan and said, "I'm sorry."
Xia Yihan shakes her head. She decided the way back then.
Mo Xiaojun took a hard look at Ye Zimo and didn't speak. For three years, he and ye Zimo never said a word. Ye Zimo blames Mo Xiaojun for not calling him ye Haoran's father. Mo Xiaojun blames Ye Zimo for stealing Xia Yihan, and doesn't take good care of her.
Ye Zimo looks at Mo Xiaojun's eyes. He feels guilty. How could a proud man like Ye Zimo apologize.
On the third day of Ye Zimo's marriage with Zhong Yuntang, everything is over. Mo Xiaojun finds Ye Zimo and gives him a punch.
"Ye Zimo, this blow is for Yihan. You hurt Yihan selfishly. Who do you think you are? Yihan is happy to leave you. You all know that the mother of the child can't choose. Yihan is so innocent that you hurt her heartlessly. Ye Zimo, according to the law, Zhong Yuntang and Xia Yihan, Zhong Yuquan's favorite is Zhong Yuntang. Why do you hate Yihan so much than Zhong Yuntang? Yihan also has your child, ye Zimo. If I can, I don't want Yihan to go with you. "
After hearing Mo Xiaojun's words, ye Zimo gave Mo Xiaojun a fist: "Mo Xiaojun, later you remember your surname Ye."
Mo Xiaojun wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said haughtily, "Ye Zimo, you are wrong. I will always be mo Xiaojun, not ye Zihan. Don't think that everyone cares about the status of your Ye family. Ye Zihan is nothing to me. What I cherish is the childhood sweetheart of these 20 years."
"Dare you?" Ye Zimo can't believe looking at Mo Xiaojun, ye Zihan is really worthless in his eyes?
"Ye Zimo, don't think I don't know. Zhong Yuquan's arrest has nothing to do with you. One day Yihan knows this problem, she will not forgive you. What she can't forgive is her. At that time, she was tortured. So I hope Yihan will not return to Dongjiang for the rest of her life."
Mo Xiaojun walked away without looking back and gave Ye Zimo a lonely figure. Yes, lonely. He has children, he also has a wife, but he is still very lonely.
Since then, ye Zimo has been thinking about him and Xia Yihan. He knows that she is innocent. Ye Zimo can't help thinking that Xia Yihan is Zhong Yuquan's daughter.
What he fears most is mo Xiaojun's sentence. He hopes Yihan will not come to Dongjiang for the rest of his life.
Mo Xiaojun scoffs at Ye Zimo, and ye Zimo's torture begins.
"How about hot pot today? Let's go shopping together. " Hai Qingqing pulls Mo Xiaojun to suggest that she and Hai Qingqing often come to the Li family, and Zhong Yuntang and Zhao Wenying are already familiar with each other.
"OK, xiaonianmo and grandma are at home. Let's go shopping." Wine pulls Xia Yihan to say.
Xia Yihan has a look at wine and wine. Sometimes she is very careful. This is not because she thought of yesterday's phone call.
"Nianmo, you are here. Mom will come back later." Xia Yihan lowered his head to explain the small nianmo.
"Yihan, is this?" Hai Qingqing looks at a child who is a bit like Ye Zimo and asks her questions. She can't be a Han's child?
"This is my child, come to read Mo, call uncle, aunt." Yi Han pulls Xiao nianmo to the front.
"Uncle, aunt."
"Good boy, nianmo is waiting for my uncle and aunt to come back and make delicious food for you." Mo Xiaojun fondly touched read ink's head, better than his own children.
Ye Zimo looks at that hand, his eyes are dark a little bit, he hasn't touched the ink like this, Mo Xiaojun, you call fire robbery.
Mo Xiaojun seems to feel Ye Zimo's unhappiness, he also shows off looking at Ye Zimo, deliberately touching the head of Nian mo.
"Xiao nianmo is really good, unlike some people." Mo Xiaojun seems to have been watching Ye Zimo unhappy, has been giving in to each other.
Ye Zimo hated his teeth itching and could not start, thinking that Fu Fengyi always said: "Zi Mo, we are sorry for Xiaohan, you let him."
Ye Zimo can't disobey his mother's words. Sometimes he wants to beat Mo Xiaojun, but he can't do it again. The first time is because he is angry. Now he wants to understand many things. If he really wants to do it, ye Zimo can't fight. After all, that's the younger brother he used to care about most.
"Gone." Hai Qingqing reluctantly pulls Mo Xiaojun's sleeve. She is used to the way Mo Xiaojun and ye Zimo get along with each other. Fu Fengyi always hopes Mo Xiaojun to visit her at Ye's house. Mo Xiaojun never sets foot in Ye's house.Later, she got news from her mother. After knowing that Mo Xiaojun was Ye Zihan, Hai Qingqing always took Mo Xiaojun to Ye's villa. After going there once, she would not go there.
Drive two cars straight to Dongjiang's biggest shopping mall.
Ye Zimo has been walking by Xia Yihan. He always remembers Zhang Qing's words. Some people are against Xia Yihan. Yesterday, he asked shisan to check for others what's going on in Dongjiang.
Xia Yihan looks at the toys and remembers that Xiao nianmo doesn't seem to have any toys yet. It's always a child. She wants to bring toys to xiaonianmo.
Ye Mo Gang is good at answering the phone. He leaves Xia Yihan for a distance.
"Xia Yihan?" Xia Yihan feels that the voice is a little familiar, and song wanting is somewhat similar.
She turned her head and stood in front of her was Si Si Si who hit Zhang Qing that day. She leaned against Lin Jie. At first, she thought it was the woman. She called tentatively, but she didn't expect to meet me.
"Do we know each other?" Xia Yihan looks at the woman in front of her suspiciously. She turns over all her memories and has no information about the woman in front of her.
"You don't know me, but I know you." Si Si let go of Lin Jie's hand and went to Xia Yihan and said quietly, "I will make you worse than death."
Yes, she wants to make Xia Yihan worse than death.
"Sir, you seem to indulge your wife." Xia Yihan looked at not far away, but Lin Jie said.
"Ma'am, let me be worse than dead. Am I having an affair with your husband? Do we know each other, sir? " Xia Yihan walked around Si Si Si to Lin Jie and said, "Sir, if you don't care about your wife, she will grow old."
Xia Yihan's words are unreasonable and unforgiving. He thinks quickly how this woman is aiming at him. Fortunately, he didn't bring Nian Mo today.
Ye Zimo answers the phone and comes over and sees Lin Jie squinting his eyes. It looks like Lin Ling's younger brother, but what is he doing here?
Looking at the woman not far away from Xia Yihan, ye Zimo feels a little familiar. Who is she? No matter how bad Ye Zimo's memory is, he also remembers that he has never seen such a person.
"What to buy?" Ye Zimo asked softly.
"See if you don't buy it." Xia Yihan doesn't want to know that she has children. She wants to protect him.
Si Si looks at Ye Zimo with a trace of greed in his eyes. Lin Jie looks at Si Si suspiciously. She just takes back her eyes and lowers her head. She doesn't know what to think.
"Hello, Lin Jie." Lin Jie has known Ye Zimo since he came to Dongjiang. From her sister-in-law, he also knows Ye Zimo, a young talent. Lin Jie admires Ye Zimo and speaks politely.
"Ye Zimo."
Sure enough, ye Zimo can see that Lin Jie is not surprised by this Si Si. He should not like this woman.
Since I don't like it, how can I stay with you? Thinking of another Zhang Qing at home, ye Zimo has a feeling of pity for each other.
"Let's go. We'll keep it for Mr. Ye." Lingera went out with Si Si. He saw that Si Si had prejudice against that woman, but that woman was different from what he met. The women he met had always been brave enough to fight against Si Si Si. It would be lucky for others not to be angry.
"Is He Lin Ling's younger brother?" Xia Yihan sees that Lin Jie is not old either. He wants to be Lin Ling's younger brother. It's no wonder that people are so arrogant. He is the only inheritor of Mr. Lin.
"Yes." Ye Zimo nodded: "you will stay away from him." Ye Zimo warns Xia Yihan that Lin Jie is a famous playboy. Ye Zimo will say this is selfish. Xia Yihan is his woman. How can he let others get his fingers?
Xia Yihan rolled his eyes. Ye Zimo, you still care about my affairs. You should first manage yourself.
"Who is she?" Xia Yihan asks Ye Zimo that this is Dongjiang. She must be more familiar with Ye Zimo than she is.
"I'll go back and check."
Ye Zimo squints. Who is this woman? Ye Zimo always feels that they seem to know each other, but they can't say where they know each other.
"She is Xia Yihan?" Lin Jie asked Si Si Si, the person is beautiful, but beautiful woman is many, he will not be confused by such beauty.
"Lin Shao, you don't know. She's bad." She feels a kind of crisis. If Lin Shao is not interested in her, she will not be able to realize her plan. Now she can only compromise and repay later.
Lin Jie didn't ask Xia Yihan how bad he was. He believed his eyes. Before getting on the bus, Lin Jie saw Xia Yihan trotting. Her eyes were clean. She didn't look bad at all.
He knew Xia Yihan for a long time. After knowing that his sister liked Ye Zimo, he began to investigate the women around Ye Zimo. However, when he was in the United States, the people here would be disturbed when they sent Ye Zimo. One day, his subordinates gave him a picture of a beautiful woman named Xia Yihan.
"Is it?" Lin Jie asked, simple two words let Si Si heart tremble, in front of the Lord is not worse than ye Zimo, but his temper is cloudy and clear.Si Si was afraid to speak. She was unwilling to look at Xia Yihan's back. She regretted that she had not met Xia Yihan that day. If she met her, she would have beaten her.
But there are so many if in the world.