Lian Qing thinks this man is too greedy, no, it's too pestering!

It's not just him, but even his eyes seem to be lingering.

When she wants to refuse, that person will take off her cheeks and pretend to be cute, and the most hateful thing is to go back to the upper set by herself!

She changed the subject depressedly.

"What's going on with the Situ family?"

The Situ family is the one of those people in HK, that is, the unlucky ghost who was thrown into the swimming pool by Dongfang Baibai.

Dongfang Baibai said to her with a frank expression: "They admit that they slipped and fell. ”

As for how he made them admit it, and such a trivial matter as HK facing bankruptcy, there is no need to explain it to her one by one.

None of that matters.

"By the way, do you prefer Chinese or Western weddings?"

The topic was changed away like this, but Lianqing still faintly felt that something was wrong in her heart.

But she didn't have the energy to think about it, because the ninth of September was coming in the blink of an eye.

Ms. He Yu picked a good day for them to get the certificate.

September 9, a long time.

Dongfang Baibai stayed alone in a room with screens on all sides, and when he opened his eyes and closed his eyes, he was Qingqing.

Finally waiting for this day.

Today, both of them woke up early in the morning.

It was a sunny day outside, and although it was hot, neither of them cared.

The Civil Affairs Bureau was in the middle of the two families, and Lianqing refused Dongfang Fubai's proposal to pick her up, and made an appointment to meet her at the door.

She bought a car with her own salary, and You's mother smiled and said that she was just going to take it away as a dowry, and today she happened to be going to pick up a new car, and by the way, she simply drove to the Civil Affairs Bureau.

Hmph, she's not in a hurry!

There was a section of the school road on the way, and everyone slowed down.

Lian Qing had a smile on her face, thinking about what kind of expression Dongfang would look like when she was covered with white in the future.

Is it a giggle? Or do you want to hug her and kiss her?

She blushed and suddenly noticed that the cars in front of her had stopped.

It seems that two drivers got into an argument?

Lianqing, who vaguely felt that this scene was familiar, looked around and found that the school was just open.

Today, the school seems to be going out to sketch, and the immature face is full of curiosity and excitement.

Under the leadership of the teacher, the children lined up obediently and arranged the small drawing boards on their backs.

Lian Qing smiled gently, and suddenly her heart moved, looking in the direction of the dispute.

It was an uphill stretch, and a pickup truck full of bricks had bumped into a private car, and it was apologizing.

Lian Qing was suddenly shocked, and she found that the truck was slowly retreating!

Not far behind the car were elementary school students jumping happily, and the truck driver was scolded for not being able to raise his head, and no one noticed the change on the slope.

There were so many and heavy bricks on the truck that it didn't take long for it to slide and the speed of the truck increased dramatically......

Ah, she remembered that today was the day the original owner left this world.

She blocked the truck with her own car, and exchanged her life for the rest of the lives of dozens of families.

At the last moment, she seemed to see Dongfang Fubai holding a ring and practicing the lines of the proposal over and over again at the door of the Civil Affairs Bureau.

[Ding, the plane is over!] 】

"I'm sorry, I might, I can't go."

Dongfang's pale face suddenly froze, and the ring slipped from between his fingers, but he didn't react.

Passers-by looked at his face that was suddenly blurred by tears, and asked worriedly, "Young man, what's wrong with you?" ”

Dongfang covered his eyes with one hand.

"The person I was waiting for, she didn't come."

By the time he regained his hand from covering his vision, his eyes were already full of ink.

On the side, the uncle carrying the radio gradually walked away, and the news broadcast inside also faded away with him.

"At 8:55 this morning, there was a traffic accident at the entrance of the NF Road West Street Elementary School, the deceased was a woman with a license plate number AN1314......"