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Ansheng and song Meiyi always keep a few steps away.

The farther he went, the more uneasy Ansheng became.

"Mom, what do you want to say to me?"

Song Meiyi did not turn back, and her steps were always slow.

"Ansheng, do you hate me these years?"

Ansheng Ningmei, she and song Meiyi such a dialogue, let her feel particularly uneasy.

"I must hate it, but you never said it."

Ansheng looks at her sideways. "Mom, isn't it What happened? "

Song Meiyi didn't answer her questions, but still said to herself, "not only have I never been nice to you, but I always bully you and insult you..."

Song Meiyi suddenly stops and looks at Ansheng.

Ansheng stands still and looks at her.

Song Meiyi continued: "but I won't apologize to you, because at that time, my position made me unable to treat you calmly and rationally, and I was also very painful. I couldn't find a place to vent, so I can only let you take the place of the" wrong "mother to bear my hatred."

Ansheng clenched her fist slightly. Her words were more gentle than before.

"In the future, try to keep a little distance from your brother. I can't guarantee how good I will be to you, but I will try my best."

Ansheng is stunned. How is song Meiyi treating her?

As a child, she had such a dream.

However, the more she grows up, the more she finds out that the reason why dreams are dreams is that in reality, they will not happen at all.

So, after recognizing the reality, she no longer has any expectation.

However, this dream which has been sealed by her for more than ten years, why does it come into reality today?

Seeing Ansheng's confused and helpless expression.

Song Meiyi said: "I don't seem to be so supportive. Go back."

With that she turned and left.

Ansheng is still confused.

They were ready to tear their faces after being humiliated by her.

But the sudden change made her a little surprised.

She quickly catches up with song Meiyi.

"Mom."

Song Meiyi stops, but doesn't look back at her.

Ansheng frowns: "you I know I'm not my father's own daughter. "

Song Meiyi looks at her, a little surprised.

She didn't know. Ansheng had already known about it.

Ansheng said: "my brother said that I'm not his sister. I don't look like my father, so I began to doubt it a long time ago. "

Ansheng drooped his eyes: "actually, I always want to ask him, but every time I just ask him why I don't look like him, he just says I look like my mother, and then he shifts the topic. I think my father is deliberately avoiding this question."

Song Meiyi looks at her for a moment, and regrets it.

Ansheng, after all, is the daughter of laoling'en. Laoling brought her back to Ling's family to give her a stable life.

But over the years, her spirit seems to have been destroyed in many ways.

She felt sorry for herself, and the child was no different.

She snorted, "is it because I treat you better, you don't know your last name? Who said you are not his daughter? If you are not his daughter, I would have driven you out of Ling's house. I treat you so that you can make a living for your brother. Stay away from him. Don't talk nonsense. Hurry to go back with me. "

When she had finished, she went on alone.

Ansheng looks at Song Meiyi's back and sighs.

She is not.

But why should everyone keep it from her.

The next day, Ansheng and Kangmu went to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get their cards.

On the marriage certificate, both of them smiled.

Out of the Civil Affairs Bureau, Kang Mu raised the red book in his hand and suppressed his joy. He said to Ansheng, "Hello, Mrs. Kang."

In the sun, Ansheng's cheeks glow naturally.

"Hello, Mr. Kang. Please give me more advice later."

"I will."

Ansheng raised his eyes and gouged out one of his notes.

This guy is really

Kangmu's way: "go, let's celebrate together at noon. What would you like to eat?"

Ansheng thought for a moment and said, "you order."

Kangmuzhi pulled her into the car.

He drove her to a western restaurant that was hard to locate.

After they were seated, the way of Kangmu said: "we should have arranged in advance."

Ansheng shook his head: "eating in the restaurant means that you have to be popular to feel it."

"I think so, too."

After ordering a good meal, he said. He took out a delicate jewelry box from his pocket and handed it to her.

"Open it."Seeing the box, Ansheng already knows what it is.

He really doesn't make romance.

"Ring," she said, opening the box.

The result was not unexpected. It was a pair of rings that looked very common.

She nuzui looked at him and took out the ring: "Mr. Kang, do you give your wife a ring without pigeon eggs?"

"Pigeon eggs don't match your temperament, I can."

He said proudly: "do you know which designer made this ring without a ring?"

Ansheng looked at the ring and shook his head. "I don't know. It doesn't look like the hand work of any designer."

"Who says no, am I not famous enough?"

Ansheng looked at him in surprise: "what did you do?"

"Otherwise?"

Kangmu's way: "a few days ago, I asked an Italian designer to guide me. Every day, I would go to him to teach me. This ring is not inlaid with pigeon eggs, but it has my full love."

Ansheng looks at the ring, with a smile on his lips that is hard to hide.

Kangmu said: "it's just for you to wear. When you get married, I'll order another ring. We want a global limited edition. How about, Mrs. Kang, are you satisfied with the wedding ring you usually wear? "

"I like this one without any engagement ring," she said, looking at him. "It's enough."

"Oh, you are too easy to satisfy, woman."

Ansheng lips, he did not know, she is not easy to meet, but because the warmth felt from childhood is too little, so long as someone gives her a little good, she will feel warm.

She put the ring on her finger, just right.

Kangmu hissed, "why do you put it on yourself?"

"Well?"

Kang Muzhi raised his hand: "what are my hands for?"

Ansheng quickly took it off, gave it to him, and then stretched out his hand: "then you can wear it."

He put the ring on for her, and then proudly handed his hand to her: "what about mine?"

Ansheng picks up another ring, which is slightly bigger, and puts it on his finger.

Two people look at each other, eyes are full of happiness and sweetness.

Originally, this picture was just a good scene, but they didn't want to be disturbed by the sound from the side.

"Brother twilight, you are eating here, too."

Ansheng looks around and frowns. It's su Hao.