The sun didn't speak for a long time, and the face with makeup faded was white and delicate, glowing with luster in the light.

How to tell?

Did she tell Guan Yu that she was pregnant with his son that night seven years ago?

And then what?

Does Guan Yu want this child?

If she wants, then what should she do, give up her son? Or force Guan Yu to marry her, and then the family of three will be happy? Is Guan Yu willing?

If you don't want it, how can you deal with it?

An Ning grabbed another skewer of grilled gluten and said while eating: "Even if you don't consider the male god, what about you? You're more than six years old, you can't hide it from him for the rest of your life, don't you want to hear him call you Mom?"

Hearing these two words, Jiaoyang's brows suddenly tightened.

After a while, she pulled the corners of her lips and smiled, "My mother said that she hasn't called Uncle Feng and her parents since the New Year. ”

An Ning looked at her in surprise, "You mean, you already know?"

"I don't know. Jiaoyang shook his head, "You obviously grew up with Panpan's little chubby girl, why is your personality so far and south? ”

He was born in the same day as Feng Panpan.

When Jiaoyang gave birth, she was not yet nineteen years old, Sheng Linglan was worried that others would gossip about Jiaoyang, so she announced that she had given birth to twins, so she should have been a grandmother, but she became a mother.

Over the years, Jiaoyang has been in S City all the year round, rarely at home, and he was raised by Sheng Linglan and Feng Jianhua, who took good care of him.

But that's it, every time she goes back, she is still very sticky to her.

This kind of stickiness is not Feng Panpan's kind of chirping and arguing around her, her sister is long and her sister is short, but she sits obediently on the side, not speaking quietly.

An Ning smiled: "Don't say it, your temperament is the same as that of a male god!"

Thinking of the eyebrows and eyes similar to someone, an indescribable satisfaction swelled in Jiaoyang's heart.

In the next period of time, Jiaoyang will go abroad to participate in an event, which will take about a week.

Jiaoyang thought about whether to talk to Guan Yu, but the day before leaving, he struggled with the big night, and finally decided to forget it.

The current relationship between her and Guan Yu has not yet reached the point where they need to inform each other of the itinerary.

For eight days, the sun was very busy every day, and when I returned to the hotel, I took out my makeup, washed and rested, and took out my mobile phone to look at it before going to bed.

clicked on the address book several times and saw the number remarked as Qin Yu, but finally forgot it.

When I came back from abroad, it was almost the end of July.

After two days of jet lag, the sun felt like it was back to normal.

After breakfast, I read the script for a while.

After relaxing in the spare time, Jiaoyang still couldn't help but pick up the phone, flipped through the address book, found the number, and dialed it.

"Hello?"

The man's cold voice came from the earpiece, and the eardrum of the sun had a feeling of being vibrate, reaching the heart, and the heartbeat suddenly increased by two beats.

After two seconds, Jiaoyang smiled and said, "Mr. Guan, I am Sheng Jiaoyang." ”

Guan Yu's tone was not a little surprised, and asked, "Miss Sheng, is there something?"

"Hmm!" Jiaoyang thought about it with his fingers on the sofa, and said, "Is it convenient for Mr. Guan to have time at night?" I want to return the clothes I borrowed last time, by the way...... Let's have a meal together?"

There was silence on the other side of the phone for a while, and after a while, Guan Yu said, "Seven o'clock." ”

"OK!" the corners of the sun's mouth rose, "I'll send you the address on your phone after I book the restaurant." ”

"Hmm. ”

In view of the light taste and the preference for food with a little sweetness, Jiaoyang searched for more than an hour on his mobile phone before finalizing a private Cantonese restaurant.

This private Cantonese restaurant is in the area of S City Old Street, where the environment is not very good, but the business of this store is unexpectedly hot, and others have commented that they need to book in advance to have a place.

When the call came, there was just a small private room left.

After booking, Jiaoyang sent the address to Guan Yu.

Guan Yu didn't reply to the message.

At half past five in the afternoon, Jiaoyang chose a black wide sweatshirt, paired with a pair of denim hot pants, drew a light makeup, put on a cap and hood, and carried a small bag diagonally, and went out in a low-key manner.

Jiaoyang has his own Land Rover and rarely drives himself.

This time is the evening rush hour, and the sun slowly sways to the Cantonese restaurant, exactly seven o'clock.

She asked the waiter to prepare tea, and poured two cups, so that the tea would not be too hot when the meeting came.

Before Guan Yu arrived, Jiaoyang took his mobile phone and fought a few landlords, and then looked at the time, it was already half past seven.

She was about to call Guan Yu when a call came in.

Jiaoyang looked at the notes displayed on the screen, and his heart sank suddenly, and his premonition was not very good.

Sure enough, the phone was connected, and I listened to Guan Yu and said, "Miss Sheng, there is something temporary tonight, let's make an appointment for dinner another day!"

Although Jiaoyang was disappointed, he was not incomprehensible, and asked, "Have a job?"

Guan Yu didn't answer.

Jiaoyang was silent for a few seconds, and then smiled: "Okay, then remember that you owe me a meal!"

"Hmm. ”

hung up the phone, Jiaoyang was in no mood at all, and left the Cantonese restaurant directly.

I drove aimlessly through the street for two hours before returning to my apartment.

The next day, Jiaoyang had nothing to do, appeared on Weibo, and then saw the title of "Guan Yue's Love" on the hot search list.

A woman's sixth sense is always very accurate, and when she saw these four words, the sun poked it directly.