The old lady approached step by step, and Shu Ya subconsciously dodged back a little.

Her aura was too strong, and she really couldn't hold her head up in front of her, as if the oppressive person was about to breathe.

Shu Ya never thought that the first meeting between herself and Wei Chen's mother would be such a scene. Pursed his lips quietly, and looked at her with a pair of eyes, not knowing what it was like in his heart.

However, her subconscious actions were not revealed by Song Ningzhuang's eyes, she looked up and down, revealing a disdainful expression.

This woman is beautiful, but how can this little family get into the door of the Wei family. "This is the Shuya?" Song Ningzhuang asked.

When asked about her, Shu Ya clenched her fists, and she was about to say how to speak, Lin Qingluan next to her smiled softly, took the old lady's hand and said softly: "Yes, it's her." ”

A few days ago, a lot of the news outside could drift into the ears of the old lady, especially the recent news about this woman and her son, which is really annoying.

She was really looking forward to meeting this woman, she thought it would be a demonic woman, but she didn't expect such a clear water to come out of hibiscus.

It was a little cold at night, the old lady put together the shawl on her body, and she smiled faintly: "It looks good, my son's vision has never been bad." ”

Lin Qingluan was shocked, why did even the old lady praise her? secretly looked at Shu Ya's eyes a lot colder. Could it be that even Mrs. Lin is going to be deceived by her appearance? Obviously, he is the one who loves Wei Chen the most and is the most suitable person to be with him.

"It's not bad to have fun and make fun." Song Ningzhuang said lightly.

Lin Qingluan breathed a long sigh of relief, thinking that she really liked Shu Ya, but it seemed that she just thought she was a plaything.

She laughed dryly, and said with all the deep meaning: "Yes, it would be nice if she had such a good heart." ”

Shu Ya bit her lip and listened to them, plaything? Do you just deserve to be a plaything? I didn't know how to talk, let these two people belittle herself, she felt bitter in her heart, she looked up at Lin Qingluan, what qualifications did she have to say about herself?

looked at Lin Qingluan with resentful eyes, the craftsmen behind him, the sound of digging trees was in his ears, Shu Ya's heart was pinched together, like a balloon that had been blown up, pinched tightly, suspended in the air, and accidentally fell apart.

However, Song Ningzhuang didn't answer her words much, squinted his eyes, looked at her with self-care, and said for a while: "It's good to stay as a mistress to relieve boredom." ”

"Old lady!" Lin Qingluan snorted, and when she heard Song Ningzhuang say this, she was startled.

"Wei Chen was so seriously injured during this period of time, and she didn't go to treatment, she didn't get better over and over again, she also revealed Wei's information out, Wei Chen opened and closed her eyes It's her, she still doesn't know what to do, I feel distressed when I look at it! Yikes. ”

These are all harms to the woman in front of you, she raised her head slightly, so many things have happened during this time, does she Shu Ya really think that she can not pay the price?

What the!

Shu Ya's heart sank, Wei Chen was injured? What happened to him?

"What's wrong with Wei Chen? Why didn't he say it? She looked at Lin Qingluan puzzled, wanting to get an answer from her.

Where did he get hurt? She didn't know how heavy the injury was, and at this moment, she even left behind the construction behind her.

Guilt oil

However, in the final analysis, I still feel sorry for him......

But others didn't think so, Song Ningzhuang snorted coldly, "You are the one who raised me to be my son's mistress?" ”

There was majesty in her voice, she was originally one of Wei Xian's many mistresses, and she was not shy about this kind of thing, at this time, she only felt that she, as her son's pillow person, didn't know that he was injured!

was pointed at her nose like this and said, she was thin-skinned, and she couldn't hang it up a little, but Lin Qingluan, who could be seen, was in a good mood.

You deserve it.

She smiled comfortably, in the final analysis, she Shuya was just Wei Chen's mistress......

"Ma'am, can you ...... Don't let people dig these trees. Shu Ya's voice was timid, and her eyes showed a hint of pleading, not knowing if the old woman would agree to her request.

The bracelet on her hand was attached to her arm, cool, just like her heart, she raised her eyes to look at this mess, not at all warm and beautiful at that time.

The astringency in her throat was uncomfortable, this was the only thing she could leave to Wei Chen, but now it was gone.

"You should be self-aware, this is not the place you can point fingers." The old lady did not let go of her mouth at all, her sharp eyes crossed, and for some reason, there seemed to be a hint of sarcasm.

No matter how sincere you are, you can't enter the Wei family, a mistress is a mistress after all, and you can't be a lady.

The people under her work are also very hard, Shu Ya raised her head, her eyes were red, this is all her hard work, and her love......

That's it? In just a few minutes, it was gone, and the key, a small key, was now wrapped in the mud.

The bracelet hasn't been opened yet, and she still wants to see her father,

"No, no!" Shuya collapsed, she couldn't be trapped here, her father hadn't woken up yet!

But in front of him was only a loose piece of dirt, and there was no trace of the key.

Shu Ya knelt on the ground, turning over the mud under her feet inch by inch with her hands, some of which had been trampled on the ground, and she seemed to have no feeling when her hands were cut.

Tears dripped into the soil, and she was desperate, why should she be so humble!

Wei Chen heard the crying in the courtyard outside, Shu Ya's voice was soft and soft, and she usually sounded very comfortable, but why was she so sad now.

His heart tightened, did something happen?

But as soon as you enter the door, you can see this scene, the empty courtyard, the proud mother, and the depressed Shu Ya.

He knew what was going on at a glance, his left chest hurt terribly, and his sharp gaze shot at Lin Qingluan's face.

The latter dodged slightly, but Wei Chen knew that she had brought Song Ningzhuang here.

Hiding all his angry thoughts in his heart, Wei Chen quickly stepped forward and hugged her.

The warmth on her body came, and she was picked up by a pair of big hands, Shu Ya looked up in a daze and bumped into a pair of pitch-black pupils.

Wei Chen...... Acacia Tree ...... Nope. She cried for too long, and her speech was intermittent, but the despair in her eyes made him feel distressed.

Shu Ya's hands were full of mud, rubbing against the chest of his haute couture suit, Wei Chen didn't mind at all, hugged her and softened his heart, and his abdomen seemed to have opened a little more, but now the person in his arms couldn't help but he didn't have the slightest distraction.

Is she reluctant to bear the acacia tree? Because it's a gift for yourself?

"It's okay, it will be later

Some. He followed the heartache and comforted her softly.

"No, no more acacia flowers, no more." Shu Ya buried her head in Wei Chen's arms, and her voice was as thin as a mosquito. Wei Chen heard her say, "The key is gone, and I can't find it anymore." ”

The words that only the two of them could hear stirred up a thousand waves in Wei Chen's heart.

He was stunned, and suddenly felt a little ridiculous, Shu Ya still cared about the key, what she wanted was Wei Chen to set her free, and she was sad that she couldn't find the key.

It's ridiculous.

In the house, Zhang's mother looked at the situation outside tremblingly, she sat like a needle felt, and watched Wei Chen bring people back, she hurriedly greeted her.

"The young master and the old lady came suddenly, and I didn't stop it." Pity Miss Shu's hard work.

Wei Chen didn't raise his head, and said coldly: "Help her wash, I still have something." ”

The person in her arms was depressed, Shu Ya looked at the ceiling in a daze, she cried for too long and didn't recover, and her body would twitch from time to time.

Zhang's mother was a little unbearable, "Miss needs someone to accompany ......"

Before he finished speaking, he was coldly interrupted by Wei Chen, and he said, "I'm going to get busy." ”

Zhang's mother was helpless, so she had to follow her instructions, but Shu Ya also looked distressed like this, but she was helpless.

In the living room, Lin Qingluan was unwilling, and his hand was a little anxious to make tea for Song Ningzhuang.

The tea ceremony pays attention to the word "harmony", and peace of mind is the best.

"A little Shuya, you have become like this?" Song Ningzhuang sat on the sofa, and she squinted at Lin Qingluan. He sighed imperceptibly.

Knowing that she was in a mess, Lin Qingluan quickly came back to her senses, although she was comfortable in her career, she still bowed her head in the face of Song Ningzhuang.

"I'm not afraid, I'm just worried that Wei Chen will dislike me because of this."

Speaking of which, she was in line with the old lady's wishes, but Wei Chen didn't like her, and now she forced Shu Ya like this, she was still a little worried while she was happy.

Song Ningzhuang glanced at her and didn't say much, of course the daughter of the Lin family is not bad, although she doesn't mind what Wei Chen's woman's family background is, but of course it is better like Lin Qingluan.

And it's not this woman, she doesn't know all these ridiculous things about her son. It's not impossible to be with Shu Ya, if you like it, give her a property and stay well, but in her eyes just now, she is not only a little worried.

"What's yours is yours." Just a faint sentence pressed all her doubts into her heart. Although Lin Qingluan was unhappy, he could only swallow his anger.

Having said that, she still respected Wei Chen's thoughts, and if he didn't want to enter the Wei family, he wouldn't enter. He liked this woman and let him keep it.

But......

Song Ningzhuang looked up with seriousness in his eyes, he was thirty years old, and he was not too young, so it was time to be anxious. She let out a long sigh, not knowing what her son thought, she reached out to support her head, and suddenly felt a little melancholy.

Wei Chen saw such a scene when he came out of the room, he stepped forward with his eyes down, sat down at the other end of the sofa, his left calf resting on his right thigh, and his face was serious.

"Wei Chen, let's just come and have a look." Lin Qingluan's speech was not as neutral as before.

"Come and see, just ah, ha, tear down my house?" He snorted coldly and said unceremoniously. "Miss Lin's own family matter hasn't been resolved yet."