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The days wandered quietly, because the whole heart was uncomfortable due to the pressure of her heart, the little witch was no longer happy, and she was not even in the mood to talk to people, she just trapped herself in the room every day, and she didn't want to face Su Qiyue, who wanted to do her best for everything downstairs.

The housekeeper and the subordinates have already mingled with Su Da Meiren, and when they go downstairs to eat, Lan Xiaoliang will always hear them chatting and laughing together, and the dog who bit her can always enjoy no worse treatment than her in the kitchen.

Lan Xiao's whole heart was empty, and she seemed to feel that all the things that once belonged to her were gradually being lost.

At the same time, he couldn't help but secretly mock, he really wronged Su Da Beauty, Ling Mofeng didn't hesitate to let his most beloved woman be a low-status housekeeper in order to find an excuse for her to stay.

The miscarriage caused a lot of damage to the body, and in more than ten days, Lan Xiao lost a lot of weight, and her originally pink little face was also a lot haggard, and the feeling of weakness made the little witch who had always been full of vitality extremely uncomfortable.

Ling Mofeng has been sleeping in the next room for a while, I don't know why he didn't go back to the master bedroom to share the room with her, Lan Xiaoliang slept until midnight, and couldn't help but wonder, would that person be holding Su Da Meiren in his arms?

In the dead of night, the people who couldn't sleep over and over heard the sound of the door opening the next room, and the little blue ghost who desperately wanted to know what Ling Mofeng was going to do made Shen Cha climb up.

"I haven't slept so late. Ling Mofeng's voice came from the kitchen.

"You haven't slept either, I'm preparing the materials for tomorrow's breakfast, and I promised Steward An to give the people three days off. Mo Feng, you won't blame me for making my own decisions, right?" Su Qiyue's pleasant voice came into her ears.

"You're not small, you dare to ask you for leave without my permission, they leave you alone?" Ling Mofeng's anger was obviously not aimed at Su Da Mei'er.

"It's okay, I actually proposed to give them a break, I just wanted to see if I could do the job of a housekeeper, you know, I didn't want to be just a useless ornament. Su Qiyue's voice was a little gloomy.

"Fool, I said that you are the woman I love the most in my life, Shui Ji, you don't have to do this at all, when the matter between me and Xiao Qian has a result, I will make up for the debt I once owed you. Ling Mofeng's tone was full of guilt.

"Mo Feng, forget it, Xiao Liang likes you so much, I just want to see the two of you happy, you don't let her down. Su Qiyue choked up a little.

"I said, I'm sorry she's the one who's me, you don't have to think about it so much. Ling Mofeng took the beauty's slender hand and took Su Qiyue into his arms. She almost died for him, and she was the only woman he loved in his life, even if he was destined to hurt Lan Xiaoliang, he would be responsible for the woman he loved the most.

Lan Xiaocheng leaned against the wall weakly, her petal-like lips trembling slightly, and two lines of tears flowed silently.

The second time she overheard such a conversation, did she continue to deceive herself?

All day, Lan Xiaoliang nested alone in the room, lying on the revolving chair with her limbs spread out, silently watching the sun shadow stretch and shorten on the wall.

Su Qiyue dutifully brought her lunch, and after putting down the tray, she hesitated to approach the motionless little witch.

"Little girl, I'm going to the hospital for rehabilitation training in the afternoon, I have prepared fruits and refreshments for you in the kitchen, do you need to go down and get them yourself?"

The crutches touched the floor with a bang, and Lan Xiaoliang frowned slightly.

It's rehabilitation training again, and it's obviously carrying her outside to have a tryst with Ling Mofeng! I still remember that on the day of her accident, I heard this woman's cry of pain on the phone when she was doing "rehabilitation" training, and the voice was obviously the uncontrollable screams of men and women......

"Sister Su, remember to let the uncle who helped you massage lightly, it will hurt if you do it too hard. ”

Words with other profound meanings rushed out of her mouth, Lan Xiaoliang couldn't help laughing at herself in her heart, knowing that those two people were behind all her premeditated plans, why was she still reluctant to leave?

"Okay, little girl, then I'll go, thank you for your concern. Su Qiyue was slightly stunned, then smiled and gently stroked the little witch's long black hair, turned around and walked out of the room on crutches.

The door closed, and Lan Xiaoyan returned her gaze to the ceiling.

The sunlight passed through the window screen and left mottled shadows, and he couldn't count those messy points of light, his eyes stared at him for a long time, his vision gradually blurred, his long eyelashes slowly closed, and the two figures were uncontrollably intertwined in front of him, and Lan Xiaoliang heard the sound of his heart breaking inch by inch.

The little hand tightly grasped the armrest of the swivel chair, and the bits and pieces of getting along with the man came to her heart, instantly diluting the two unsightly figures, the person in the valley cared for herself not fake, did she really not care about herself at all? She didn't believe it, she really couldn't believe it!

Or is it really as Brother Mu Ran said, Ling Mofeng just didn't know that he was already in love with him in his heart, so what should he use to test that person's heart? She must find a way for him to face his feelings.

Firm in her determination, Lan Xiaoliang relaxed her body, wiped away the tears that slipped from the corners of her eyes, and fell asleep after the afternoon sun dispelled the chill of the air conditioner.

I don't know how long it took, Lan Xiaoliang was awakened from her dream by the sound of her stomach screaming, looked at the cold red date chicken soup in the tray, and scooped the egg red rice porridge that was condensed into a lump with a spoon, remembering what Su Qiyue said before she went out, so she had to take the food downstairs and find a microwave oven to heat it up.

As soon as she entered the restaurant, she smelled the smell of meat from afar, Lan Xiaoliang quickened her pace and walked into the kitchen, and at a glance, she saw a pot of things slowly simmering on the stove over a low fire, and the fragrance made her drool.

Is this the tea that Su Damei prepared for her? The little hand lifted the lid of the pot, and in the casserole was a whole fleshy meat with a fragrant aroma, the soup had been collected very strongly, and the fragrance went straight into the nose.

Lan Xiaoliang picked up the soup spoon and scooped it a little, slowly blowing it cool and tasting it, and had to praise Su Qiyue's good skills. After turning off the heat and bringing the pot to the dining room and setting it on the big table, Lan Xiaoliang wanted to enjoy the food quietly, and Su Meiren's voice came.

"It's so fragrant, the little girl can't cook, right?"

"Rub! you're thinking too much. "If you want that girl to cook, unless the sun comes out in the west, Ling Mofeng sneered disdainfully.

The two loving figures who supported each other soon appeared at the door of the restaurant, and Lan Xiaoliang couldn't hide the resentment in his heart and stared straight at the handsome man and girl who returned together.

So blatant, so that she doesn't take her seriously! She can't bear it again and again, is it just to make them ignore her for becoming Bengali?!

"Little girl, did I come back too late to make you hungry? Originally, I was going to come back early, but Mo Feng said that he was going to pick me up after work, so it was a little late, and I am really sorry to let you make something to eat yourself. ”

Facing the little witch's unkind gaze, Su Qiyue guiltily broke out of Ling Mofeng's arm, and walked forward with a crutch to pick up a spoon to help Lan Xiao serve soup.

"The sun is really coming out of the west, what is it that makes it so fragrant? Bring me a bowl too. Ling Mofeng stepped forward and patted the little witch on the top of her head with some surprise, and sat down next to her with a big grin.

"Little girl, I didn't expect such a cute girl as you to cook. What is this, stewed so deliciously. Is it a rabbit, I think there are no rabbits in the refrigerator. ”

Su Qiyue put on gloves and fished out the whole piece of the pot and wanted to split it, a beautiful face gradually lost its color after seeing the contents of the pot, and the meat on her hand fell back into the pot with a bang, and the hot soup splashed her all over.

Ling Mofeng jumped up and grabbed her, rushed to the sink to catch the cold water, and splashed it on Su Meiren's dress that was splashed with hot soup in a large area.

"How do you scratch it with your hands!

Lan Xiao looked at the strange Su Da beauty in amazement, Tang Ming was prepared for her by her, why did she make a fuss and pretend that she did it?

"Mo Mo is not there, Mo Feng, help me see if Mo Mo is there?" Su Qiyue's eyes were red and she shook Ling Mofeng's arm nervously.

"What did you say, you said that the one in the pot was ......" Ling Mofeng immediately understood the truth of the beauty's horror, and ran to the table to pick up the meat in the soup pot, there was no head and feet, such a small torso, it was indeed the appearance of a puppy.

"Lan Xiaoliang, you bastard!" The hot lump of meat slammed on the table in front of Lan Xiaoling, and the oil splashed the little witch's face, Lan Xiaoling's pupils shrank, and he looked at the farce in front of him for some reason.

"Isn't it Momo?Ang, you dare to tell me a lie, don't want to stay in the Zunyuan after today!" The big oil-stained hand picked up Lan Xiaoling, and his sharp eyes were fixed on the eyes that were immediately full of resentment when he heard the words.

"What Momo, it's all written and acted by this woman, how do I know what she's talking about. ”

Facing that murderous face, Lan Xiaoliang suddenly sneered. Turning her head to look at Su Qiyue, who was still immersed in grief and looking around for her Chihuahua, she not only did not get angry, but also felt a sense of relief that she had never felt before.

Regardless of whether this woman is really Hua Shuiji, who is never forgotten by the uncle, or Su Qiyue, who is pretending to be her under the skin of Hua Shuiji, she really thought that she was so high that she disdained to compete with herself, but now she saw the true face of this woman who would break her hands in order to be with Ling Mofeng.

The god-like insurmountable opponent suddenly became a vicious female partner with an abominable face, how could she, the righteous heroine, not sneer three times in the face of the deceived male protagonist?

"Okay, Lan Xiaoliang, do you still dare to laugh? Am I too indulgent to you these days? You start itching again and want to die!"

Ling Mofeng's sword eyebrows were raised, completely enraged by the smile on a certain woman's face.

"Momo ......" Su Qiyue suddenly let out a terrible cry from the kitchen, followed by a chaotic sound of crutches falling on the ground, Ling Mofeng hurriedly left Lan Xiaoliang and rushed into the kitchen.

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