"Aunt Wang, sit down." Xu Qingcheng pulled a stool over, she had something to ask, "Usually, what do you talk about with my mother?" ”

"Uh......" Aunt Wang looked at Xu Tingcheng, and it was a little difficult to say.

Xu Qingcheng smiled faintly, "It's okay, it doesn't matter if it's ugly, you tell me, I want to know what she usually thinks." ”

"No, no, Madame has never said anything unpleasant in front of me." Aunt Wang hurriedly denied, "Really." Madame is worried that you will not be able to marry someone in the future. She said you would have had a good match. ”

Xu Qingcheng was silent, she looked down at her empty finger, the man had promised to make her life safe when he put the ring on her ring finger.

It's a pity that how many promises are in the past, and they can only be left in memory, reminding them of the pits they have stepped on in the past, and coming out from time to time to prick their hearts.

With his fingers rolled into his palm, Xu Qingcheng looked at the sleeping Zhao Lan, his nose was sour.

"In the past, since it didn't work out, it wasn't a good match. But later, I will have a better one. ”

She whispered to Zhao Lan, as if she was saying it to herself.

"Miss Xu, this dress seems to be broken." Aunt Wang picked up the black windbreaker she put down after she came in, and the place where her arm was torn was torn, "Ouch, is this a cut arm, why is it still stained with blood?" ”

Xu Qingcheng turned her head, she stared at the clothes for a while, then got up and picked it up, "Give it to me." ”

Seeing that she folded it neatly and put it in a pocket of clothes, Aunt Wang couldn't help but ask, "This dress is broken, it's not easy to make up." "Today's young people, how can they still be like the past, even if they make up for it, they won't wear it.

Besides, the man seemed to be a very particular person.

"Hmm. I can't make it up. Xu Qingcheng's expression was gentle, and she hung her clothes bag on the hanger on one side, "On the top floor, he helped me block it, otherwise I would be the one who would be injured." ”

"Ouch. No wonder. Aunt Wang sighed, "Is that gentleman Miss Xu's boyfriend?" ”

I don't want to throw away a broken piece of clothing. It feels weirdly intimate.

Xu Qingcheng lowered his eyes and smiled shallowly, and he wanted to speak.

There is a poem that says that the most is the gentleness of the bowed head, like the shyness of a water lotus flower that is not better than the cool breeze.

The girl of the Xu family is really beautiful, Aunt Wang thinks about her chubby girl, there is no comparison.

But it is because she is so beautiful that it makes people feel uneasy, Aunt Wang thinks of Zhao Lan's hysterical scolding, even if she doesn't know the situation, she listens to it.

Thinking of this, Aunt Wang couldn't help but be speechless, you see that the rich and noble families are not all smooth sailing, and it is not worrying to have such a beautiful daughter, the man is not necessarily a boyfriend, or a ...... Benemer.

Xu Tingcheng dealt with those people all day long, and Aunt Wang's emotions were almost all on her face, how could she not understand them.

But if she wants to act, the script must be presented according to what she wants.

"He knew that something had happened to my mother, so he didn't worry about coming over to take a look." Xu Tingcheng's tone was light, "My previous marriage contract was dissolved, and my mother felt uncomfortable. I wanted to wait until everything was confirmed, so I didn't tell my mom because the more she thought about it, the more she ......."

"Ouch, how can you not explain it to Madame, it's all a misunderstanding, why don't you explain. What can't be said about normal love, let alone love, even if you get married or divorced, why do you have to wait until everything is confirmed? You don't know how to be a mother. I worry about her being deceived every day like a fat girl in our family, not to mention that you are so beautiful. Aunt Wang slapped her hand on her leg, "When Mrs. wakes up, you have to tell her well, people's hearts are going to be open, and any illness can be gone." ”

Xu Tingcheng turned his head to look in Zhao Lan's direction, "My mother and I, sometimes we can't think of talking together, and she may not believe what I explain." ”

"Why don't you believe it? That's what my mother says, but she doesn't think that. Should you say it or do you still have to say it. ”