When several of them were having fun in Las Vegas, the Bo couple was not in a good mood. 2.8.Chinese.Text.Net

Originally, before seeing Zhao Ming, Su Qingyou's mood was already quite bad.

When the maid invited the two of them in, Su Qingyou's heart suddenly trembled.

She squeezed her husband's hand, and both walked in.

The furnishings of the Zhao family are very luxurious, their home is not like Bo Yuheng's home, low-key, elegant, resplendent and brilliant, not only the furniture, but even the walls are golden and shining, and the indoor lights come in, and Su Qingyou, who is flashing, can't open his eyes a little.

"You may be seated. A deep voice came, and a coffee table was placed in the corner of the living room, and Zhao Ming was sitting there.

Su Qingyou and Bo Yuheng walked over and sat down opposite Zhao Ming.

It was the first time that Su Qingyou took a serious look at the man in front of him.

Properly maintained, the figure is slightly blessed, and there is a faint elegance wrapped around the body. However, Zhao Ming's elegance, in Su Qingyou's view, is completely slippery and hypocritical.

"You two are really rare guests. Ignoring Su Qingyou's obscure and inexplicable expression, Zhao Ming said unhurriedly: "I don't know what the two of you are doing here?"

Su Qingyou didn't expect to come to him, and Zhao Ming still looked like he didn't know anything.

If he really doesn't know anything, forget it, but if he knows everything, and still pretends to be nothing, it's very bad.

Bo Yuheng has been observing silently, it stands to reason that the couple put Zhao Shiyun in prison, and he also understood that Zhao Shiyun's crime was very bad, and he could have been sentenced to death, if it weren't for the Zhao family working behind their backs, they would have disappeared from this world a long time ago. Therefore, Zhao Ming should hate them very much.

But Zhao Ming showed excessive calm.

This kind of calm, the first possibility is that Zhao Ming knows that Su Qingyou is his daughter, so even if his other daughter is sent to prison by the daughter in front of him, he can't show anger.

But another possibility is that Zhao Ming actually didn't know that Su Qingyou was his daughter, and the reason why he was so calm was because he was thinking about what plan he was thinking about.

If it's the former, that's fine, but if it's the latter??

A trace of uneasiness swelled up in Bo Yuheng's heart, and he even thought of a third possibility: Zhao Ming knew that Su Qingyou was his daughter, and he was also thinking about what plan he was thinking about in his heart.

Su Qingyou didn't want to say anything more to him, so she took out her mother's diary and handed it to Zhao Ming, "Please take a look." ”

Zhao Ming took the diary, didn't move, and looked at Su Qingyou, "What is this?"

"This is my mother's diary, my mother's name is Lu Zhiling, I don't know if you remember?"

Hearing these three words, Zhao Ming's fingertips holding the diary trembled slightly. 贰武捌 Chinese.

"Of course, of course I know her. ”

The corners of Zhao Ming's lips lifted a wry smile, and before he could continue to speak, Su Qingyou had already said, "I am her daughter." ”

Su Qingyou was looking forward to seeing a touch of loosening on Zhao Ming's face, but to her disappointment, Zhao Ming only smiled faintly when she heard it, "Yes." ”

Is it?!

This is the answer that Zhao Ming gave to his mother and to himself?

Su Qingyou's breath immediately became unstable, Bo Yuheng held her hand under the table, and she slowly became much calmer.

"Mr. Zhao, please take a look at the contents of the diary. Bo Yuheng spoke on behalf of his wife, "This is a very important thing. ”

Zhao Ming smiled slightly, but didn't listen to his words, but put the diary back on the coffee table and pushed it to Su Qingyou, "Since it is your mother's relic, cherish it, it's better not to show me such a private thing." ”

Does his current behavior mean that he doesn't want to admit that he is his daughter?

Su Qingyou's breath, which had just calmed down, immediately became violent, she couldn't bear it, and the man next to her was still sitting peacefully.

Bo Yuheng took the diary and asked his wife in a gentle tone, "Which page is it?"

Su Qingyou's cherry lips pursed, and he turned to the page, "It's here." ”

Bo Yuheng picked up the diary with both hands, lowered his eyes slightly, looked at the diary intently, and at the same time, his mouth began to read.

"You are the man of my life, and just today, I learned the news that I am pregnant??"

Bo Yuheng's voice was magnetic, and when he read this text, he also added his own feelings, and the timbre was moving, and in the quiet living room, the other servants couldn't help but put down what they were doing and looked at him in a daze.

- Although it is a little strange for a man to read something written by a woman, his voice, combined with his appearance and temperament, makes this little sense of disobedience disappear.

After Zhao Ming heard the first sentence, his brows tightened.

"When I found out I was pregnant, my first reaction was to be happy, happy, as if I had never been so happy in my life??"

"Alright, don't read it anymore. Zhao Ming's face sank.

Bo Yuheng was stunned, his gaze moved downward, and turned to the following line of words, "Although he hasn't known these things yet, I believe that he will be very happy when he learns about it, this is our first child, and we will have a second and third more children after that??"

Zhao Ming closed his eyes, and then suddenly opened them, his face became terrifying.

"Stop. There seemed to be a threat in his voice.

Su Qingyou didn't expect her husband to read her mother's diary in public, and when she saw that Zhao Ming's face finally changed, she suddenly felt extremely happy in her heart!

Bo Yuheng did the right thing! Her mother loved someone so deeply, a person she loved all her life, and these declarations of love she wrote for him should be heard by others, and should be heard by the man in front of her!

Bo Yuheng's long eyelashes covered his deep eyes, making it impossible to know his emotions when reading these diaries, but after Zhao Ming stopped him, he read it louder instead.

"I'm already thinking about what to name this child, whether it's a boy or a girl, it's a different gender, and it should be a different name, but just now, I suddenly thought of a name. ”

Zhao Ming slapped the table violently, and the porcelain cups on the table made a subtle crisp collision sound because of such a vibration.

"Enough, didn't you hear what I said? Stop! Stop!" If Zhao Ming hadn't been in the way of Bo Yuheng's identity, he would really want to throw the porcelain cup on him at this moment!

"Mingxin? Well, let's call it Mingxin. Boys and girls can be called by this name, and this name also represents my love for you, the marks you have drawn in my life, this mark is unforgettable, and besides, the name is also contained in your name. ”

Bo Yuheng finished reading.

Facing Zhao Ming, who was almost furious, he didn't even lift his eyelids, and calmly but solemnly put the diary on the table.

Su Qingyou stared at Zhao Ming and said indifferently: "My name is Su Qingyou, of course, I have another name, I also have the surname Lu, called Lu Mingxin." ”

After finishing speaking, she looked at the worn-out diary, and suddenly choked her throat, "You don't want to recognize my daughter so much? Your daughter, that is, when Zhao Shiyun wanted to hurt me again and again, you let her do this to me? Mr. Zhao, what am I? What is my mother? She has only loved you alone in her life, but in the end, she really loved me wrong. ”

After that, he got up, "It seems that there is nothing more to say, I'm sorry to disturb, and I will leave." ”

When Su Qingyou was already sad to the peak and was about to leave with Bo Yuheng, Zhao Ming behind him let out an exclamation, "You, you are my daughter?!"

Su Qingyou and Bo Yuheng were shocked when they saw Zhao Ming's face.

He seemed to have just understood that Su Qingyou was his daughter.

"Unforgettable??"

Zhao Ming muttered, his eyes turned red.

"Mingxin, don't leave yet, let me see you??"

Zhao Ming walked quickly in front of Su Qingyou, looked her up and down seriously, and his eyes became even more moist.

"I, how could I never have thought that you were my daughter?? Wing?? She has been hiding from me all her life, and she has been hiding me so hard!"

Speaking of this, Zhao Ming suddenly felt dizzy and almost collapsed, but Su Qingyou hurriedly supported him.

Zhao Ming took advantage of the situation and held her hand tightly.

The rest of the story is even more sensational than the confession scene in the TV series.

After Zhao Ming learned that Su Qingyou was his daughter, his attitude immediately changed 180 degrees.

He seemed to have suddenly become another person, the previous indifference disappeared completely, and he was gentle and loving to Su Qingyou.

Su Qingyou was still a little hesitant at the beginning, but he couldn't withstand the attack of this kind of family affection.

Eventually, she lay in her father's arms and wept bitterly.

Even if Zhao Ming is lying to her, even if the warmth at this moment is fleeting, she is still greedy for the warmth of this moment. 8 (.*) 8 Ge 8, o

Bo Yuheng felt more and more that Zhao Ming was not a simple person.

Seeing his wife crying, he was sadder than anyone else, and he knew better than his wife that Zhao Ming might just be acting, but he couldn't stop her.

After Su Qingyou's emotions calmed down, she suddenly thought of Zhao Shiyun and asked Zhao Ming: "Which prison is she in now, I, I want to go and see her." ”

originally thought that Zhao Ming would say it happily, but there was a strange look on his face.

The strange expression quickly disappeared, and he smiled bitterly and said: "Mingxin, Xiao Yun is not emotionally stable, and she doesn't live in an ordinary prison cell, I know you want to go to see her and tell her about it, but??" Let's wait another seven or eight years. ”

Bo Yuheng immediately understood one thing on the side:

Zhao Shiyun has a problem.