Han Mo almost gritted his teeth when he asked this, and I felt my muscles hurt when I heard it.

But so what?

He is nothing more than unwilling, a woman who was deceived by him in the past now ignores him, and it is just a man's self-esteem.

I didn't speak, I stood there, my eyes slightly closed, looking ahead, and I didn't look at Han Mo.

It was Jiang Feiyi who opened his mouth: "Marriage is just a piece of paper, not as practical as the relationship between me and Yaoyao, Han Shao, do you say yes?"

I didn't expect Jiang Feiyi to be able to make it up, and when I heard his words, I couldn't help but glance sideways at him.

But he was expressionless, looking at Han Mo's eyes without half a minute of fluctuation and change, he noticed my gaze and even glanced back at me.

I think his sudden glance must have felt "affectionate" under the eyes of those who didn't know.

For example, Han Mo.

He didn't speak, but the bruised veins on his forehead and the look in his eyes had revealed his emotions.

"Mr. Jiang's trend of thought is always so new, I'm really embarrassed, I can't keep up!"

Han Mo was originally looking at Jiang Feiyi, but after finishing speaking, his eyes suddenly turned to me.

The coldness in it was like the frozen ice and snow at an altitude of several thousand meters, which made me suddenly startled, and the fear in my heart was faintly flooding upward.

"It's natural that people think differently."

Jiang Feiyi glanced sideways at me again, and then spoke leisurely to Han Mo.

I've always thought he's a pun, but I don't have to think about what the second level is.

He misled Han Mo like this, but he still said such things as a scoundrel, ambiguous, but that day the incident really happened, and Jiang Feiyi also had a way to separate himself from it, after all, he never explicitly admitted that he and I were a "couple".

Anyway, every word he said could perfectly explain the past in the context of my current relationship with him.

I don't want to explain, it's good that Han Mo won't come to pester me anymore.

Han Mo probably didn't know what to say, so he snorted coldly and walked away.

Seeing Han Mo walk away, I finally couldn't help but let go of Jiang Feiyi's hand: "I'll go to the bathroom."

He looked at me, but didn't say anything.

There was no one in the bathroom, and most of them came in to touch up their makeup.

I didn't want to go out at all when I stood there, and when I thought of going out and facing Jiang Feiyi again, I felt very tired.

Although I would love to see him and Han Mo tear each other apart, if the pull between the two people brings me up, I can't use the mentality of the melon-eating masses to see the two of them find each other uncomfortable.

Looking at the two of them, sometimes I think, in fact, these two people are each other's true love, from the time I met Han Mo to now, a full six years, the friendship between the two of them for everyone has not changed.

Still hate each other so much.

I stood in the bathroom and watched the people go in and out, and many people couldn't help but look at me when they came in and saw me, and I didn't care, just leaned against the carved railing next to the sink and watched them.

It is estimated that Han Mo and Jiang Feiyi have mixed up a lot, and I found that the thickness of my face is increasing day by day.

When those people came in, they were looking at me with strange eyes, but in the end I stared straight at me, and finally they withdrew their gaze, and they didn't dare to look at me with their heads down.

It wasn't easy to stand in high heels, and I didn't know how long I had been in the bathroom, until my feet were a little sore, and I didn't walk out with my legs up.

Jiang Feiyi was talking to two middle-aged men when I went out, and I didn't want to walk over, so I just waited on the side.

Han Mo didn't know where he went, but I couldn't see anyone, so I was relieved.

These two people, if I could, I wouldn't want to see either of them.

But things always backfire, and now I don't want to break it myself.

"Fu Yao."

When I was stopped, I subconsciously thought it was Jiang Feiyi or Han Mo, but the voice was wrong, and the tone was not right.

The gaze on the side was intense, and I didn't know who else I knew in this hellish place, and who would know me.

I turned to the source of the voice, and I saw a handsome man in a black suit, looking at me with a burning eye.

"Fu Yao, I'm back."

He called me again, and threw it like a depth charge.

But I slowly recognized the person in front of me, but I still couldn't believe it: "Han, Han Qing?"

He seemed to be very happy, and the joy in his eyes was not at all like the man who looked deep and introverted just now: "It's me, Fu Yao, I'm back."

He looked at me with a smile on his eyebrows, just like when he looked at me.

I am also a little happy, Han Qing was a bad boy back then, but now he is in a suit and leather shoes, and he stands in front of me with the appearance of a successful person.

I heard that he went abroad, but I didn't expect that more than four years have passed, and as soon as he appeared in front of my eyes, he was in such a state.

I never had a way to associate the rebellious but persistent young man with the man in front of me, and I didn't recognize it until he looked at me with a simple and immature smile.

I didn't really have much friendship with him, and I was so embarrassed to be liked by his hormones too much.

It's just that I don't know if people are getting old, twenty-five or sixteen years old is different from twenty-one or twelve years old, I like to remember the good past, and I like to see some old people.

Seeing Han Qing, I felt a feeling that I didn't know how to describe it, melancholy and a little relieved, but in the end I could only turn into a long sigh: "It's so good, you're back."

He took another step forward, about half a meter away from me, and then suddenly stopped, looked at me and smiled: "Fu Yao, I'm back."

It's the third time that it's been like this again.

I smiled and nodded, "yes, I see."

"Fu Yao."

I patronized and talked to Han Qing, and I didn't notice that Jiang Feiyi had finished talking to those two men, let alone when he arrived behind me.

I glanced back at him, and then looked back at Han Qing: "I'll go first, I'll have time to talk."

I was three years older than Han Qing, and he came to listen to me sing every day in the college entrance examination.

Han Qing looked at me and opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he just nodded: "Okay."

We say we have time to chat, but in fact, we don't even have everyone's current contact information.

But if you have a fate, you will always run into it.

Just like me and Han Mo, I can meet each other when I go back to school, if it weren't for my avoidance, it would inevitably be another lose-lose situation.

Jiang Feiyi didn't say anything, looked down at me, and then raised his legs and walked forward.

I knew he was just about to leave the table, so I quickly raised my legs and chased after him.

"Do you know Han Qing?"

The inside of the carriage was very quiet, and I was looking sideways at the window on one side of me, and I didn't expect Jiang Feiyi to suddenly speak.

I was stunned for a moment when I heard his words, but I didn't want to say anything, so I didn't turn my head, so I responded casually: "A few faces."

The carriage was quiet again, and Jiang Feiyi didn't speak again, but I could feel his gaze falling on me all the time.

I couldn't help frowning and looked sideways at him, "Is there a problem?"

His eyes moved, he withdrew his gaze, and said nothing.

Seeing that he didn't want to deal with me, I naturally didn't bother myself, so I pursed the corners of my mouth, stopped talking, and turned my head back again.

I don't know how long it took, Jiang Feiyi on the side suddenly spoke again: "Do you know who Han Qing is?"

I felt that Jiang Feiyi's question was very problematic, and I couldn't help but sneer when I looked at him sideways: "Who is Han Qing?" Isn't he Han Qing? ”

He had always been moody, and now he was the same, looking at me fixedly for a few seconds before he spoke: "Han Mo's younger brother."

"Boom"

It was as if his head had been blown up suddenly, and I only felt that there was a white expanse in front of me when I looked at Jiang Feiyi.

I have heard more or less about the Han family, and the Han family only has such a grandson as Han Mo, and it has been for so many years.

At the beginning, I also wondered if Han Qing was Han Mo's younger brother or cousin, but I asked many people at that time, and they all said that Han Mo didn't have any younger brothers or cousins at all.

Their Han family didn't have many branches, and his grandfather only gave birth to two sons, one was Han Mo's father and the other was Han Mo's uncle.

But Han Mo's uncle only gave birth to a daughter, and the Han family now has only one male in the Han family.

And Han Qing and Han Mo are not similar at all, and now when I hear Jiang Feiyi's words, I am not only shocked, but also inexplicably afraid.

Although Jiang Feiyi is so bad that people grit their teeth, in fact, he doesn't open his mouth easily, and it must not be a joke to open his mouth.

So I don't have to doubt the authenticity of these words at all, Han Mo is Han Qing's brother, it's true.

I suddenly remembered that four years ago, if I had really pumped my brain and promised Han Qing, now I estimate that I would have died without a body.

"The Han family will have Old Man Han's birthday next month, and Han Qing's identity will be revealed."

Jiang Feiyi suddenly came out with such a sentence, I couldn't react at first, until I heard the deep meaning clearly, my whole body was cold, looking at the man beside me and wanting to stone him to death: "Don't you think!"

I naturally know what Jiang Feiyi meant by mentioning this suddenly, the Han family has not recognized Han Qing for so many years, it is nothing more than an illegitimate identity like me.

But now that the Han family is ready to publicly admit Han Qing's identity, I, the illegitimate daughter of the Jiang family, naturally can't escape.

It's just that I'm not Han Qing, and I won't agree to Jiang Feiyi if I am killed.

He looked at me and didn't speak.