; This was Su Qiao's first meeting with Liang Muzhen after returning to China. ｀｀し

Even though she is nearly fifty years old, but because Liang Muzhen is well maintained, the years have not left many traces on her face, her body is thin but not weak, and she has a six- or seven-point resemblance to Su Qiao, it is not difficult to see how outstanding Liang Muzhen was when she was young, she saw that Su Qian did not speak, took a deep breath, suppressed her temper, and said: "I am not satisfied with Zou Qi, there are also a few young prosecutors in our hospital, if"

"I have no plans to get married for the time being, and I don't want to deal with anyone."

This time, Su Qiao did not accept Liang Muzhen's arrangement like last time.

Liang Muzhen's face instantly turned bad: "Then what are you going to do to continue to mingle with your half-male and non-female friend Zou Qi said that you left before you even served the dishes, I don't believe it, you have been abroad for so many years, have you forgotten even the minimum upbringing?"

Su Qiao frowned: "You say me, you don't need to talk about others, I just don't think it's appropriate to be with him." ”

"So who do you think you're right with?"

Liang Muzhen asked this sentence, and she already had an aggressive momentum.

Under the street lamp, there was a brief silence.

"I know what you think in your heart," Liang Muzhen's attitude softened, but the words she said were like a sharp knife piercing Su Qiao's heart: "It was impossible three years ago, and it is even more impossible to do something that doesn't belong to you in three years, never think about it." ”

"Something that doesn't belong to me"

Su Qiao looked back at Liang Muzhen, her eyes were red: "Are you in love with your uncle?"

When the words fell, I had already been slapped in the face.

Because she was angry, Liang Muzhen's chest rose and fell a lot, and her emotions were a little out of control, she didn't expect Su Qiao to be so obsessed, and the blue tendons on her forehead were prominent.

"It's impossible for you, he can only be your uncle forever, Yan Ting understands this truth, so he chose to get married, he is now in love with his husband and wife, and you are the only one who can't come out, my words, you think about it yourself."

Mu An'an had been hiding by the window and paying attention to the situation downstairs, and when she saw Liang Muzhen leaving, she immediately ran downstairs to see how Su Qiao was doing.

She ran out of the unit building, and Su Qiao was still standing under the street lamp.

Mu Anan shook Su Qiao's little hand, found that it was slightly cool, and saw Su Qiao's red left face: "Your mother beat you"

"It's okay, let's go up."

Back upstairs, Mu An'an ran to the kitchen as soon as possible, and soon came over with a crisper bag filled with crushed ice, "Apply it first, reduce swelling and relieve pain." While sighing, he pressed the ice on Su Qiao's cheek: "Your mother is really good, if the mother and daughter can't say anything well, why do you do it?"

Su Qiao took the ice pack, her eyelashes drooped slightly, and she didn't answer.

It seemed that Liang Muzhen's angry words were still echoed in his ears.

The first time I saw Su Yanting, he was 23 years old that year, wearing a black suit and white shirt, and the figure of walking into the church was slender and straight, after mourning, he walked to her side and squatted, lightly hooked his thin lips, and his smile was very warm, he said: "You are buckwheat, when I went abroad, you were still in swaddling clothes, and now you have grown into a big girl, I am your uncle, Su Yanting, I am here to take you home." ”

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