Chapter Forty-Seven: Is That the End Over? (b)
Tang Yu got out of the car and looked at his mother in a white plain robe in the morning light, although it was nearly fifty, it was still beautiful and elegant, which was different from Zhao Ke's flamboyant beauty.
"I'm afraid to wake you up at night!" He stepped forward, half-wrapped his arms around his mother's shoulder, and walked with her into the hall.
Lin Yun glanced sideways at him, "Then you can't sit in the car!" ”
She heard that Tang Yu went to Yanhui yesterday, and probably couldn't stay still before she came here.
She sighed in her heart, although she recited the Buddha, there were still some things that she couldn't let go, if she let go, she wouldn't let Tang Yu take over Shengyuan......
Tang Yu smiled, "I'll accompany you today." ”
Lin Yun tilted her head, "What do you want to eat?" ”
"Shredded chicken noodles!" Tang Yu said without thinking.
Lin Yun patted him: "From snack to big, I don't see you tired of eating." Go wash up and you'll be fine for a while! ”
Waiting for Tang Yu to go upstairs, Lin Yun looked at his back, but silently thought in his heart, Tang Yu is like her, she has a long relationship, and she can like a bowl of noodles for so many years, not like Tang Zhiyuan......
Pei Qiqi over there was called out by Chen Xinjie early on Saturday morning, on the edge of the People's Square, two little girls were wearing knee-length skirts, holding milk tea in their hands, and looked at the pigeons released in the square together.
Chen Xinjie was anxious for her, "Lin Jinrong and Pei Huandi are going to get engaged, so you are not in a hurry at all." ”
Pei Huan didn't invite anyone, so he invited Chen Xinjie and Pei Qiqi, presumably the intention was very obvious, so he wanted to humiliate Qiqi fiercely.
Pei Qiqi shook his feet, looked down at the milk tea in his hand, and then smiled, "What's the hurry, they are going to get engaged." ”
Chen Xinjie glared at her and looked at her for a long time before asking, "...... you Don't like Lin Jinrong? ”
Pei Qiqi smiled and smiled a little pale: "Xinjie, do you believe in fate?" ”
Once, she also naively thought that maybe one day she would be able to escape, but just like Zhou Meilin often said, Pei Qiqi, you are just like your mother.
Pei Qiqi didn't know what her mother was like, but now that she thinks about it, she is indispensable to her life.
Her voice lowered, "Xinjie, I don't dare to think about this. ”
Chen Xinjie was stunned for a moment, "Qiqi, you ...... Did something happen? ”
Pei Qiqi put aside the milk tea in his hand, "It's nothing." ”
Chen Xinjie was still unwilling, "I don't know what method Pei Huan used to ...... with Lin Jinrong Sleep! ”
She said the last three words in a very small voice, and looked at Pei Qiqi carefully, Pei Qiqi didn't have much expression on his face......
Go to bed?
Didn't she sleep with Tang Yu too?
"Qiqi, you must suppress Pei Huan's wedding, and you can't let her be too proud." Chen Xinjie spoke indignantly.
Pei Qiqi jumped down the steps, "No need, just be normal." ”
Pei Huan really likes Lin Jinrong, is it interesting for her to fight like that?
Chen Xinjie couldn't help but sigh softly when she saw her like this, "Qiqi, you are really ......"
Pei Qiqi patted her.
I hung with Chen Xinjie for a long time, and in the afternoon, I went to see Pei Minghe again while Pei Huan and Zhou Meilin went out shopping, Pei Minghe was fine, but when he looked at Pei Qiqi, he couldn't help but feel a little sad.
Pei Qiqi smiled and talked to him for a while before returning to Xia Cheng, it was already six o'clock in the evening, the room was quiet, she thought that Tang Yu would not be there, but he was leaning on the sofa and closing his eyes to recuperate, and there was a small suitcase beside him.