The next Sunday, since the Song family was still in Hong Kong City, Song Qiyue was bound to rush back to the mansion. It's hard to make a trip. It's always unreasonable not to get together together. After getting up early in the morning, Song Qiyue was going back, and Mo Zhengyan naturally accompanied him. said goodbye to Mo's father and mother, took Aunt Xu, and also took the child, and went back together.

The Song family in the mansion also got up, and when they saw them, Aunt Jun boasted, "Look at this family of three, how good." ”

If you look at the performance alone. Song Qiyue will feel very good.

The man is handsome, and she thinks that she will not be inferior to anything, and she has a well-behaved and cute bag, so there is nothing to be satisfied with in life. Even Song Qiyue felt that if he asked for too much, it would be simply greedy.

Song Qiyue originally wanted to stay in the port city for a few more days, so that they could play here. Zhenle Zhuba.

But what the uncle meant, this time he is here for a banquet, not for a tour. So I won't stay long. And because the ticket has been booked a long time ago, I have to leave in the afternoon. Song Lianheng is still busy returning to the company, Song Xiangwan is also in Huicheng now, and he also has to work, and Song Jinzhi's studies are also important, so is it also a gathering? Target.

Song Qiyue thought about it, although he was reluctant in his heart. But there is no way, thinking that there will be a next time. It's been a long time coming.

At noon, we had dinner together in the mansion, and after chatting for a while in the afternoon, we were about to leave for the airport.

In the back garden, Mo Zhengyan accompanied his uncle, Song Lianheng and Song Jinzhi were chatting.

In the room of the mansion, Song Qiyue was accompanied by his aunt Jun and Song Xiangwan. Seeing that the time was almost up, Aunt Jun packed her luggage, and Song Qiyue accompanied her, "I was relieved to see that this 100-day banquet was so good yesterday." ”

Song Qiyue smiled and helped fold the clothes, and Aunt Jun said again, "You married into the Mo family, and the wedding was not held, so it is always a little unreasonable." Although I didn't make up for it, yesterday's banquet was also counted, and now that you are in the Mo family, no one dares to say a word more. ”

At least, from yesterday, it seems that it is indeed as Aunt Jun said.

Song Xiangwan knocked on the door and came in with Song's mother, "Auntie, are you okay?" ”

"I'm fine here." Aunt Jun responded, looking at the two sisters Song Xiangwan and Song Qiyue, she remembered when she was a child, and she couldn't help but say, "Time is so fast, the two sisters have grown so big." ”

Mother Song smiled, "No, when I was a child, I always made trouble, I like this, I like that, the same, it's different." ”

Those children's anecdotes brought back memories, and Song Xiangwan said, "Mom, don't talk about it, it's been so long ago." ”

"You also said that it has been so long, you should hurry up and watch it like July?, settle down with Su He as soon as possible, so that you can have a child sooner." Mother Song read it again, Song Xiangwan frowned, and she shouted, "Let's all go down, Dad, they are all sitting in the garden." ”

The afternoon sun was very good, and Mother Song and Aunt Jun both joined in the afternoon tea.

Song Qiyue and Song Jinzhi laughed a few words, and asked again, "Sister Xiangwan, when will you marry Brother Su He?" ”

"I'm not in a hurry, what are you anxious about?" Song Xiangwan asked.

"Brother Suhe is so handsome, you be careful that he is snatched away by other women." Song Jinzhi joked.

"Suhe is sincere to me, no!" Song Xiangwan's eyes sank, and her beauty did not change.

This sentence reminded Song Qiyue of something and made her silent.

"Hurry up and get some snacks, you ordered just now, and now I've got it." Song Xiangwan reminded Song Jinzhi again.

Song Jinzhi also went, Song Xiangwan looked back at Song Qiyue, she said, "Su He has been busy with the company recently, so he doesn't have time, and when he is stable, he and I will get married." ”

"Then I'll be waiting for your wedding card." Song Qiyue replied, but her eyes were looking at him in front of her, sitting with the Song family.

She once asked Song Xiangwan: Do you think that such a thing as feelings can be robbed?

She said at the time: Sincerity, you can't take it away.

But why, she couldn't see clearly, his heart?

After afternoon tea, the Song family was sent to the airport, and the plane in the evening was goodbye at the security checkpoint and watched them leave.

When he returned to the mansion, Song Qiyue was in a hurry to go upstairs to see the child. When I went out in the afternoon, the little one was still sleeping, so she didn't go out with her, and she went upstairs.

Mo Zhengyan's pace slowed down, but he stopped, watched her figure disappear upstairs, and walked silently to the side hall.

"The little master hasn't woken up yet." Aunt Xu said.

"I can really sleep." Song Qiyue saw the child's sleeping face, inexplicably settled, holding the child's little hand, inexplicably as if he had courage.

After accompanying the child for a while, she went downstairs again, and Steward Cao said, "Mr. is in the side hall." ”

In the side hall, Song Qiyue entered, no one was there, only him, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, he was smoking alone, his fingertips were full of sparks. She stepped in, closed the door with her backhand, and said to him, "What did you say yesterday, and I will talk about it today, and now you are free?" ”

Mo Zhengyan turned sideways and said, "What do you want to say." ”

"I want to say a lot, and I don't know where to start." Song Qiyue slowly spoke, facing him, the suppressed emotions wanted to explode so much, but he found that he didn't know where to start. Just seeing him standing in front of the window, I remembered the rooftop.

Song Qiyue asked, "On the rooftop of the Mo's Building, I think the scenery must be good, that's why you like to go there." Unfortunately, Cheng Qingning also likes to go to the rooftop to breathe in the air. Did you meet there by chance, or did you make an appointment from the beginning? ”

"It started out by coincidence." He answered.

"And what happened later?" she asked. ”

"I'll ask her out." He replied.

"You asked her out, and there was a reason, right? Her hand was injured, and it was the same as mine, and it left a scar, so you were kind enough to give her a scar removal cream, right? Actually, if you want to give it to her, you can tell me, I was afraid that I would misunderstand, so you didn't tell me, right? ”

She has also found countless reasons and excuses for herself, thinking that these must be nothing, nothing, not just a chance encounter on the rooftop, not a few scar removal creams, it doesn't matter, then you don't care, anyway, going to the rooftop is just a personal preference, anyway, she is not bad at these scar removal creams.

But, but what if these are deliberate?

"How many times have you met on the rooftop? Do you ask her more, or does she ask you more? Is it occasionally, or every day? Once I can be when you are a coincidence, twice I can be when you are afraid that I am misunderstood, so what about the third time? Why didn't you tell me? I also like the rooftop, the air is fresh there, you can find me! Song Qiyue's voice condensed.

Mo Zhengyan said, "There is no third time. ”

No third time, no, Song Qiyue smiled, "So it's an interruption?" Because I was accidentally heard yesterday, I can't meet alone on the rooftop anymore. ”

"Don't think about it." Mo Zhengyan said in a deep voice.

Don't think about it, you think too much, his answer is so similar, facing Cheng Qingning, or facing her, Song Qiyue's voice condensed, "I didn't think much about it, and I don't have to think about it too much!" For my eyes have seen, and my ears have heard. ”

"You said it yourself, you admitted it yourself, and you have to make her regret it!" Song Qiyue said the most painful result of that day!

"It's not what you think." Mo Zhengyan stared at her and said again.

"So what?" Song Qiyue shouted, "Such a grand banquet, so many guests have been invited, and the celebrities and wealthy businessmen of the entire port city have arrived, you have put so much effort into it, you just want to show her, right?" Just because her words irritated you? Just because she married Li Chengyi, Li Chengyi held a birthday party for her, so you are unhappy, you have to tell her that you can do the same, even a thousand times better than her! That's all you say, isn't it! ”

"At the beginning, I thought that suddenly, I was usually busy with work, why did I suddenly have to give Yangyang wine, it turned out that it was because of this!" Song Qiyue felt so devastated, she smiled, just because she laughed at her stupidity, "I'm actually very happy, so I am full of joy to greet and wait!" ”

From the moment she decided to hold a 100-day banquet, Song Qiyue was immersed in a happiness, she didn't care about the so-called pomp, but when she thought of her son, she thought of herself, if there really was, then she would be happy after all, who would not be happy with such a banquet, such a celebration, just for herself and her children. That's more of a recognition, the past, all the way, seems to be worth it.

But now, she knows that such happiness is just a bubble! It's a mirage, a phantom of what you think you are! It's a phantom he built with his own hands!

"You personally handed over your mother to hold a banquet, invited everyone, you asked me to send an invitation to Cheng Qingning, and asked my mother to take me to make a dress, all of this is just a tool for you to take revenge on Cheng Qingning and make her regret it!" She said these facts herself, and she felt cruel!

"Mo Zhengyan, how can you say such nice things in front of me? What to let everyone know! Every sentence is a lie! Song Qiyue asked, recalling what he said, all of them were ridiculous!

- I want everyone to know how lovely our son is.

- On that day, I want everyone to know that my wife is the most beautiful and happiest woman in the world.

She cuts? Drink asked, "Yangyang and I, are we all tools you used to show off, so that you can use them to defeat Cheng Qingning and make her regret it!" ”

Facing her eyes, his heart sank, and Mo Zhengyan moved his lips, "That's not the case." ”

"Mo Zhengyan, don't lie! Ask yourself, haven't you ever had this thought since you met her again in Nancheng! When you know that she is in Nancheng, when you have seen her in the past, when she is now Mrs. Bo Ne Lee, have you never had this thought? ”

"Want her to regret it, have you never! Not a moment! ”

The female voice was like lightning that slashed across the sky, and it lit up at once, Song Qiyue asked, and Mo Zhengyan silently sank his eyes.

"Mo Zhengyan, you are deceiving yourself, you obviously care so much!"

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