22 Morning and evening

Yan Zhulin could recognize herself just by looking at it, Song Anfu was surprised, but then relieved, she must have paid less attention to herself on weekdays, and she retired the maid at the first time, obviously she had a plan, and it was good to have a plan, even if it was her innocence!

Gritting her teeth and holding on, Miss Yan doesn't seem to be ugly!

Between the words, he lowered his eyes to look at Yan Zhulin, who was at the level of his chest, and found that the girl's eyes were so clear, she looked at herself in the light, and there was no surprise or shyness in her eyes as he expected, but half looking and half thinking.

In such a calm and deep gaze, it seems that all my thoughts are seen through...... No, he didn't believe that Yan Zhulin had no intention of him!

Seeing that Song Anfu was under his gaze, he actually showed some real uneasiness and embarrassment, and it seemed that he was not very skilled in betraying his hue, Yan Zhulin said straight to the point: "I know about your situation, and I also know what you want to do, and I don't mind helping you a little bit." ”

Song Anfu's finely carved face, just the right demeanor, there was a trace of cracks, and he still didn't understand the true meaning of Yan Zhulin's words.

"Disturb Miss Yan, I'm ......"

Yan Zhulin's performance was too calm, in short, it was not like meeting someone he liked, what Song Anfu didn't like the most was the feeling of being manipulated and applauded, and he immediately had the intention of retreating.

Yan Zhulin didn't care, and smiled, "Second Mrs. Xu, I know my mother well. ”

The second Mrs. Xu is the first wife of Song Furen, the younger brother of the current Song Guogong.

Song Anfu's eyes flashed with struggle, and his face became much gloomy, and the mask of the innocent boy finally couldn't be worn, "What do you mean?" ”

This is a bit of the meaning of the uncertain and ruthless Song Xiaogong.

"I heard that the Lian family is looking for an heir, and I don't know if I have found a suitable one now."

"Impossible......"

Yan Zhulin's words became more straightforward than one sentence, and Song Anfu could no longer maintain his calm, and the person who was originally positioned as the prey had already undergone earth-shaking changes in his heart at this moment.

He stared at Yan Zhulin, who he regarded as a dangerous person in front of him, with deep jealousy in his eyes.

Song Anfu is not the son and son of the second lady of Lian, Song Anfu only learned about this matter recently, and the meaning of Yan Zhulin's words seems to have been clear for a long time, as for the Lian family looking for an heir, he doesn't know anything at all.

This means that Second Lady Lian is no longer trying to suppress him, but to get rid of him! But how could my father agree, and how could Mrs. Song agree?

Even if he dies and even the second lady doesn't know, his father can take a concubine, no matter how bad Uncle Ji has so many children, why can't it be the turn of the Lian family, right?

It was not early, the evening breeze was gentle, and a burst of floral fragrance swept from nowhere, dispersing the silent and cold atmosphere between the two.

There is no need to push people too hard, Yan Zhulin didn't say anything more, called "Ming Lu", and Ming Lu ran back to her in small steps.

When the two passed by Song Anfu, Song Anfu subconsciously avoided his body and made way out, Yan Zhulin smiled at him, peaceful and peaceful.

She knew that Song Anfu couldn't accept it for a while, and she wouldn't easily believe the words of an almost strange woman, vigilance was inevitable, but it didn't matter, he would figure it out sooner or later.

Since she has already given the direction, she will know if it is true or false, just give him a little time.

Even if he can't figure it out, I believe that even the second lady will help him figure it out.

Thinking of this, Yan Zhulin pursed his lips and smiled, once dreaming back, looking at these familiar faces, he actually had a feeling of the elder teasing the naughty child.