Chapter 83

I'm not interested in spying on other people's privacy, so I don't like to do personage interviews. I'm only interested in some valuable social news.

Mrs. sang handed me a cup of hot tea and I held it in my hand.

She didn't care if I wanted to hear it or not, she said, "Yanyan was sang Qi's first secretary when he was Dayu or the general manager."

I didn't sleep well in the middle of the night. I don't know when sang Qi came back last night.

So I think he is young and mature. He has a star's face, but he always pretends to be an old scholar.

Sanshi always takes every opportunity to teach me a lesson.

"Just know who you are." He just turned around.

"She's not a lion or a tiger. What do I dare not do?" I sneered: "I don't think it's necessary. What kind of identity should I go to see her?"

He didn't seem to leave right away with the cup in his hand. He looked at me for a moment and said, "don't you dare?"

"Half right." I finished drinking water and handed him the cup: "I went to the hospital, but I didn't go to see Yanyan."

I was drinking, he suddenly asked me: "you went to the hospital today to see Yan Yan?"

He gave me warm water, not hot or cold, just a sip.

"I want water." I went to bed in peace and waited for him to bring me water.

He wants to serve me. Of course, I have no reason to refuse.

I rushed to the kitchen to pour water, he stood up and looked down at my feet without shoes: "go to bed, I'll get you what you want."

"Not yet?" I looked at him in a daze. He spoke coldly and scared me.

I don't know if a man like him has ever loved someone as deeply as sang Qi.

Such a man, usually happy and sad are not obvious.

I stood on one side looking at him, and sometimes I was a little bit curious about Sanshi.

I woke up in the middle of the night, got up to drink water and saw him sitting on the sofa in a daze.

Sang Shixi came back late at night. He was as light as a cat.

Sang Qi and Yan Yan, things in the past or in the present continuous tense, anyway, have nothing to do with me.

It's none of my business.

Later, he Xiangu went out. Xiao Jin told me that he Xiangu cried and screamed in her room. It was estimated that sang Qi didn't accompany her to celebrate her mother's birthday in the evening.

But I can't sleep with my eyes open.

Lying in my room, I trotted out to answer my phone.

All of a sudden, her phone rang in her pocket, and she answered it in a hurry. Looking at her excited look, she thought it was sang Qi.

I look out of the window. It's getting dark early in winter.

It suddenly occurred to me that he Xiangu called sang Qi at noon, as if she had made an appointment to celebrate her mother's birthday in the evening. No wonder she was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.

"I don't know." I solemnly told her: "elder sister, if you can't make it, he will torture me. What's the relationship between your husband and wife and me?"

"If you were with him at noon, you must know what he did last night!" She pestered me endlessly, turning over and over again or that sentence.

I lay down and continued to sleep: "remember to close the door when you go out."

I have to learn to be wise and to have my baby safely is better than anything.

"How do I know where my uncle is?" Even if I know, I will not tell her. If sang Qi tells her, it has nothing to do with me, as long as it doesn't come out of my mouth.

"Where did he go last night, do you know?"

I sighed: "I think you must have found my room just now. I'm lying here. Where can I hide your husband?"

In the past, I thought he Xiangu was very clever and belonged to a high rank, but after a long contact, I found that she was not much better than Yao Keyi.

"Then you were with him yesterday. Why do you ask me for someone now?"

She had no sense of humor and stamped her feet. She had no gentlemanly demeanor: "you were still with Sang Qi at noon. What about others?"

I opened the quilt to show her that sang Qi was not on my bed: "when I get out of bed, I'll open the drawer for you to check."

I rubbed my eyes and sat up, which was funny. Her own husband came to my room to look for her?

I was awakened by he Xiangu. As soon as I opened my eyes, she stood in front of my bed with a look of Rage: "where's the mulberry flag?"

It was so quiet, and then I fell asleep.

I went back to my room and lay down, quiet as a chicken.

Of course, I won't let her see any of my emotions. In fact, my heart is still at the moment, and I even want to laugh.

Mrs. sang has been watching my expression, trying to see something from my face.

I turned to the door, opened the door and went out.

I'm not interested in the story Mrs. sang told me.

I clapped my hands, wiped my mouth, and stood up from the sofa: "the biscuits are delicious, the story is not so good."

After listening to the story, I also ate a whole plate of small cakes, sesame fell to the ground.This is called the beauty of distance. One is in Qionglouyuyu, the other is in the 18th floor hell. Everyone looks like a flower from such a distance.

The story is quite old-fashioned. The greater the gap between them, the greater the chance of falling in love.

Mrs. sang looked at me: "basically."

"And then, as time goes by, love grows." I help her to tell the following story. TVB used to play this part all the time, but later it was too lazy to use it: "the rich young master who was born with a golden spoon can't help falling in love with Cinderella at the bottom, and insists on staying with her despite the opposition of her family."

"It's just a coincidence that a Qi recruited a group of college students before. He felt dissatisfied, so he lowered his requirements. As long as he could be a good secretary, Yanyan Lanxin Huizhi did everything in good order."

"How low was the recruitment standard of Dayu group a few years ago?" I can't help interrupting.

Mrs. sang then said, "when Yanyan was a secretary, she didn't graduate from college. She was just a high school student."

I continued to drink tea. I ate the snack from Xiaojin just now. It was just baked, fragrant and crisp.

It's estimated that the old man compared me with Yanyan. Sang Shixi wanted to marry me, so he didn't object to it.

In contrast, although my family is an ordinary family, but the family is innocent, three generations of poor farmers.

This kind of life experience and the mulberry family are very different. If Mr. sang agrees to let Yanyan in, it is estimated that his skull is burnt out.

Yan Yan doesn't know who her father is. Maybe even her mother doesn't know who her daughter's father is.

That kind of industry, I understand a little bit.

"Yanyan's family is very poor. She is so poor that she has a bad reputation. Yanyan doesn't have a father. Her mother used to work in that kind of industry, and Yanyan is in that situation. "

I sipped my tea. It was a little hot and my tongue was sharp.

In the middle of the night, I suddenly felt that I had made a big mistake in my decision to marry Sanshi.

In this way, I simply put a shackle on myself and remind myself all the time that at the summer solstice, you once loved sang Qi, and even now, you still love him.

Then I woke up and opened my eyes until dawn.