It was a British document.

Song Qingran stared at the north and south, his Adam's apple rolled, and he repeated: "My wife is you." "

Nanbei felt ridiculous, the corners of her lips pulled down, suppressed the anger, and didn't want to say anything to Song Qingran anymore, she pursed her lips and struggled hard. The slightly rough calluses on his hands rubbed against her wrists, and her wrists were red and ached.

Song Qingran lowered his eyes, he noticed Nanbei's reddened wrist, and subconsciously let go, but in the next moment, he held Nanbei in his arms, his arms were tightly wrapped around her like steel bars, and the force almost rubbed her into his body.

The missing corner of his chest. The cold wind was blowing, and the appearance of the north and south filled the vacancy, and he smelled the smell of wine on the north and south, and he asked: "Have you drunk, how much have you drunk?" In the past few years, how have you been? Beibei, I miss you very much, I don't want you to leave. Where have you been all these years? I've been looking for you for a long, long time......"

Song Qingran didn't drink a drop of wine, but he was more like a drunk person than Nanbei.

He paused for a moment and said, "Beibei." I thought you had forgotten about me. "

Nanbei looked at him very strangely and calmly, and it wasn't until he took out the marriage certificate that Nanbei regained his vitality, and the flames jumped in his eyes staring at him, which was extremely dazzling.

Nanbei didn't understand what Song Qingran wanted to do, and her tone calmed down: "I'm living well, and my life has been very peaceful in the past two years." As plain as two old friends wanted to see each other, she answered his questions earnestly.

Song Qingran's heart cooled a little.

Nanbei even smiled at him: "Then can you let me go now? "

"You don't ask me. Are you doing well?"

Nanbei's smile deepened, and a smile appeared in her dark eyes: "You should be doing well." "has a wife and children, and is the ruler of the Song family, he got everything he wanted back then.

Nanbei has not paid attention to Song Qingran's news in the past two years, but some major news still inevitably reached her ears, for example, Song Qingran became the largest shareholder of Song Group, the current legal person, CEO, and for example, Song Qingran's wife Jiang Sheng gave birth to a son for him.

Nanbei took a deep breath: "Song Qingran, let go of me." I knew it was impossible to think that the past so many years didn't exist, but we all had new lives, and our relationship ended two years ago. "

Song Qingran had a calm face: "It's not over." "

"You have a wife and children, and you are holding me now, are you worthy of them?" Nanbei said harshly, "You were already sorry for me and ...... back then." He did. "

This he, Song Qingran understands, refers to the unborn child.

Song Qingran's eyes were scarlet, almost burned by the anger in Nanbei's eyes, and the pale faces of Nanbei and the blood all over the ground appeared in his mind, and he looked away in embarrassment. I let go of my hand too.

Nanbei touched her wrist, there were already red marks on it, and a little further up were the scars that had not been erased in the venue, and she lowered her eyes. feels ironic, Song Qingran still hasn't changed, he is still centered on himself, and he will still hurt her easily and by any means.

Nanbei raised his eyes and looked at Song Qingran: "Maybe you have really been looking for me for the past few years, but in my opinion, we have already ended, after you and Jiang Sheng get married, when you choose to marry the Jiang family, it will be over between us." She sniffed at the tip of her nose and swallowed the inexplicable surge of emotion. "I'm sorry I didn't say goodbye to you when I left two years ago. "

She curled her lips and smiled: "Song Qingran, goodbye." I'm doing well now, you don't have to feel guilty or anything. "

The depression in Song Qingran's chest almost swallowed him, and Nanbei finally said, "Let's keep our distance, otherwise we will ...... you and me." The other half is not so good. "

Song Qingran's pupils contracted suddenly, and he gritted the root of his teeth tightly.

North and South did not hesitate to turn around. Went to the bathroom.

After she went to the toilet, she stared at herself in the mirror, the water was flowing loudly, and she was distracted for a while. Then he suddenly pulled his lips and smiled, a little sarcastic - I haven't seen Song Qingran in the past two years, and I saw him twice in just one day today, both on the way to the bathroom. She also complained before that Lu Yan likes to block people, but is this a common problem of men?

Nanbei walked out of the bathroom, and unexpectedly saw Song Qingran's figure again, he was still standing outside, hanging his head a little coldly, holding something in his hand, staring.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Song Qingran raised his eyelids.

Nanbei was already impatient, Song Qingran closed the things in her hand, Nanbei saw clearly that it was the marriage certificate that Song Qingran had just held in her hand, she retracted her gaze and passed by Song Qingran's side. He wanted to follow, but Nanbei ran straight to the man who came out of the box in front of him, she tilted her head and smiled at Bo Yan, the water ripples under her eyes, and the smoke and water at the end of her eyes rippled, shaking Bo Yan slightly, her heart shook, tickled. He chuckled and wanted to hug her, so he went along with his own wishes. Bending down slightly, he hugged Nanbei, his chin was on the top of Nanbei's head, and he gently sniffed the breath on her body, he let go of her before Nanbei could speak, and his slender hand gently rubbed her hair.

Nanbei wanted to move away, but when she thought of Song Qingran behind her, she still didn't move, she whispered, "Let's go in." "

Bo Yan glanced at Song Qingran, there was provocation and indifference in his black eyes, and then affectionately hugged Nanbei's shoulders and helped her in.

"Yueyue, do you want to go over and hug your mother?"

Yue Yue's voice was full of joy, and her milk voice was milky: "I want it!"

Song Qingran's eyes were gloomy, and his chest was forbearing.

It was he who was too impulsive, and the joy of seeing the north and the south washed his thoughts, and the north and south didn't like him to be aggressive, and he needed to think long-term.

But thinking of the existence of Bo Yan, the strength in his hand unconsciously increased, and the things in his hand were crumpled into a ball by him, he suddenly came back to his senses, took a deep breath, and slowly smoothed the marriage certificate in his hand with great cherishment.

The edges of the documents have been made old, and it is clear that they are often carried on their bodies, or often taken out to look at.

He opened his ID, and the photo on it was of him and ...... North and South.

His fingers trembled, rubbing his face from north to south, her lines were soft, her eyes were crooked, full of smiles, gentle as water, it was his north and south.

Song Qingran put away the documents again, put them away, when he raised his eyes again, his face was expressionless and indifferent, he slowly sorted out the cufflinks, strode outside, took out his mobile phone with his other hand, made a call, and said in a low voice: "Have you found out about the affairs of the north and south in the past two years? "

Song Qingran got into the car, and the smooth car left at an accelerated pace.

*

Song Qingran knew the specific situation of the north and the south, so he was not in a hurry to see him again, he was worried that his impatience would annoy the north and the south, so he went back to the UK.

Song House.

The current house is no longer as lively as it used to be.