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The BMW car slowly stopped in front of the cake shop, Bei Minghui took the lead in getting out of the car and opened the door, and then several mermaids walked into the store, familiar neighbors saw them come back, and expressed their greetings, Bei Xiaorou smiled one by one, and closed the door of the store.

turned around, but unexpectedly the man had been waiting behind her, her heart warmed, she walked to his side, and her little hand took the initiative to hold his big hand with a warm temperature.

A bright light flashed in Lei Ziqian's eyes, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, his big hand held the small hand behind his back, wrapping it tightly in the palm of his hand, and the two looked at each other, their eyes were full of tenderness that could not be dissolved.

Pei Minghui and Yang An'an had already gone upstairs, and Mother Pearl's mother stood behind the counter, always watching them quietly, her eyes slid to the hands of the two holding each other tightly, and the worry in the depths of her eyes surfaced again.

Sighing silently, she opened her mouth to break the quiet atmosphere in the store, "Mr. Lei, I have caused you a lot of trouble these days, if it is convenient, stay for a light meal!" ”

A hint of joy flashed in Pei Xiaorou's eyes, she looked sideways at the man, and when she saw him nodding without hesitation, she couldn't help but smile with pleasure on her face.

The dishes with good colors and aromas were placed on the table, and the sunlight poured in from the small high window, Pei Xiaorou looked around at the few people sitting at the table, looked sideways at the man sitting next to her, and raised the corners of her lips, only to feel that this scene seemed familiar.

When she came back to her senses, she found that there were more peeled shrimp in the bowl at some point, and she was slightly stunned, and suddenly remembered the scene of the first time he ate here, and everything seemed to be vivid.

A trace of sweetness welled up in her heart, and her eyes were full of soft light, she turned her head sideways and smiled sweetly at the man.

Lei Ziqian squinted slightly, a flash of fire danced in his black eyes, staring at her with doting tenderness, and his eyes were focused as if she was the only one around.

Sitting on the main seat, Mother of Pearl, took in every move of the two, a touch of deep thought flashed in her eyes, and she coughed lightly, successfully attracting everyone's attention.

Picking up the water glass in her hand, she looked at Lei Ziqian, with a grateful smile on her face, and said politely and politely: "Mr. Lei, I use water instead of wine, thank you for your efforts in Xiaorou's affairs, and for helping us these days!" ”

A glimmer of light flashed in Lei Ziqian's eyes, his dark eyes looked at Mother Pearl, and said in a deep voice: "Auntie, you don't need to thank you, Xiaorou's business is my business!" ”

This sentence once again announced his position, Mother Frown frowned slightly, looked at the determined light in those black eyes, her face sank slightly, and then chuckled: "Thank you or thank you!" ”

As he spoke, he took a sip of the water cup, then raised his chopsticks, and motioned for him to eat more with a smile on his face, and said nothing more.

Seeing this, Lei Ziqian frowned slightly, and a touch of deep thought flashed in his eyes.

Pei Minghui and Yang Anan looked at each other, and they both felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere, while Bei Xiaorou looked at her mother, who had a dull look, and bit her lip lightly, her eyes darkened slightly.

looked sideways at the man beside him apologetically, as if sensing her gaze, Lei Ziqian also turned his head to look at her, the corners of his lips hooked slightly, and the big hand placed under the table accurately held her small hand, giving her a reassuring look.

The meal ended in a somewhat dignified atmosphere because of the attitude of the mother-of-pearl.

After the meal, Lei Ziqian didn't stay longer, and Bei Xiaorou also seemed a little uneasy because of her mother's words. After he left, he wanted to talk to his mother, but his mother said that she was tired and went back to her room to rest.

Sighing helplessly, she could only put this matter aside for the time being and began to concentrate on preparing for the normal business tomorrow.

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Since seeing Lei Ziqian and Bei Xiaorou's intimate behavior in the parking lot yesterday, the unspoken relationship between the two has made Shu Manxue resentful.

And when she investigated the relationship between those people and Bei Xiaorou and the reason why they appeared in Lei Ziqian's house, the hatred in her heart deepened a little.

The red Porsche was driving quickly on the road, and Schumann Snow in the driver's seat looked at the road ahead with strong jealousy and unwillingness.

While waiting for the traffic light, she glanced sideways at the gossip magazines placed on the passenger seat, gritted her teeth tightly, and the strong resentment piled up in her heart made her soft facial features appear a little distorted, her hands on the steering wheel were clenched tightly, and the green tendons on the back of her hands were faintly floating.

Unexpectedly, this woman had such a scandal, and Brother Ziqian still protected her like that!

With a vicious cold glint in her eyes, she turned her head, the green light turned on, stepped on the accelerator, and the Porsche continued to drive forward, finally stopping in the vestibule of the Thunder House.

Taking a deep breath, calming the emotions that were surging in her heart at the moment, she pushed the car door and got out of the car after putting a soft smile on her face again.

In the living room, Lei's father, who had just returned from abroad, sat in the center of the sofa, flipping through a financial magazine in his hand, and his slightly gray hair on his temples flashed silver in the bright and open hall.

On the sofa on the other side, Lei Mu sat elegantly, and the pictures of the latest issue of Paris Fashion Week were turned over in her hands. Hearing the voices of the servants calling "Miss Manxue", she raised her head and looked at Shu Manxue, who was slowly approaching in a bright yellow dress, with a loving smile in her eyes, beckoned her and motioned for her to sit beside her.

At the same time, Father Lei also raised his head to look at his face, which had experienced the ups and downs of the years, faintly visible the handsomeness of his youth, his bright eyes with a fine light of not being angry and self-righteous, and the corners of his lips were pursed with a stern arc, and when he saw Shu Manxue, the corners of his lips were slightly raised.

Shu Manxue stood still in front of the sofa and called out softly and obediently, "Hello Uncle Lei!" ”

Father Lei nodded slightly, and then buried his head in the financial magazine in his hand, Shu Manxue turned around and walked to Mother Lei and sat down, the smile on his face faded, he raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked at her with a look of desire to speak.

Seeing her expression, the smile on Lei Mu's face slowly faded, and she frowned slightly, "What's the matter?" ”

Shu Manxue bit her lip, with some hesitation on her face, and then seemed to have finally made up her mind, slowly took out the magazine from the bag on her lap, and handed it to Lei Mu.

Lei Mu looked at her puzzled, reached out to take the magazine, and when she saw the familiar face of the woman in the cover picture, her face sank and her brows tightened. After reading the detailed reports one by one, she snorted coldly and threw the magazine on the coffee table in front of her, "A woman who doesn't know what to check!" What do you want to do with this? ”

Shu Manxue covered her mouth lightly and looked at her with surprise on her face, "Aunt Qing, don't you know?" Brother Ziqian has already started dating her! This time, Miss Pei had this incident, and she took their family home to avoid reporters! ”