He Lingyue came over with a few people with tea, fruits, and snacks, and saw Wang Weijiang showing the usual mocking expression towards her, she quickened her pace and put things on the coffee table. While putting it down, he said: "Come, let's try our family's dim sum, this is made by our newly hired aunt, the aunt is from Beijing, and the taste of dim sum is very authentic." ”

Shi Yan was not polite, picked up a piece of dim sum and put it in An Liyang's mouth. But he didn't mean to eat.

"Mr. Shi's surname is 'Shi', and Xiaojun's surname is 'Shi', and you are both from Beijing, do you two know each other?" Wang Weijiang took a sip of tea and asked Shi Yan again.

Shi Yan still looked lazy, "I don't know." ”

Shi Jun also spoke, "Mr. Shi is the god worshiped by everyone in the mall, and I naturally know him." ”

Look, what people say is more technical. When Wang Qihan looked at Shi Jun, there were bubbles in his eyes.

Wang Weijiang also worked hard in the shopping mall, so he naturally knew about this.

"Oh? I heard that a young man named Shi Yan is almost single-handedly known in several big cities such as Beijing and Jiangcheng, could it be that this person named Shi Yan is Mr. Shi? ”

"There's nothing big about it, it's just a small company." When Shi Yan was about to speak, An Liyang twisted his arm. This time he spoke in a much better tone.

But Wang Qihan felt that the atmosphere of their chat was not good at all, and the people she didn't like were here all the time, which was not to her liking at all.

"Dad, Senior Sister Jun and I took Mr. Lu and Mr. Shi to visit our yard, and our yard is very beautiful at this time."

Before Wang Weijiang could speak, He Lingyue nodded in agreement, "Okay, let's go!" You young people have something to say together. ”

An Liyang didn't really want to stay here. She felt that Uncle Wang didn't seem to like Ah Yan very much, which made her a little unhappy.

"Shall we go shopping then?" An Liyang asked Shi Yan. In front of others, she still gives Shi Yan a lot of face.

Shi Yan took An Liyang and stood up, "Okay, let's go." ”

Then, the four of them went out of the living room again.

Seeing that the figures of the four people were gradually disappearing, Wang Weijiang turned his head to look at He Lingyue, and his tone was full of mockery, "What? Now even Shi Xun's son won't let go? Then don't forget, An Liyang is the daughter of your good sister, won't you have a troubled conscience? ”

He Lingyue was a little angry, "Wang Weijiang, what did you say?" Am I such a person in your eyes now? ”

"Isn't it? It's not that you look in the mirror and look at yourself, your eyes are almost glued to other people. Is he more attractive than the little white face you were looking for? More like the Shixun you have in mind? Does looking at him bring back some fond memories for you? It's a pity that I will never divorce you, this is what you owe me. ”

"Wang Weijiang, you were the one who wanted to marry me. And you know that I liked Shixun at the beginning, you said you didn't care about this, but what are you like now? ”

"I didn't care at first, because I believed that Shi Xun was a person, and he had a wife, so he wouldn't be unclear with you. But what about you? What have you done? What did you do after Shixun died? You are actually looking for a little white face, and you are specifically looking for a little white face like Shi Xun! Have you taken me as your husband? Well? ”

He Lingyue listened to Wang Weijiang's questioning, and retreated again and again because she couldn't bear it. Those dusty memories were now brought back to her, and she felt that she still felt painful.