Chapter 148 148

The man smiled, but the smile was clearly a little bitter, "It's just that there are one or two points of similarity, I didn't see it clearly just now, not to mention that the person is a woman." ”

Leng Nian glanced at him meaningfully.

If he blurts out the name of that person after just one or two points of similarity, then that person is only the person he will remember in his heart.

But the man in front of him obviously has a wife and children, but he still thinks about another woman... Leng Nian smelled the smell of dog blood.

Leng Nian didn't say it, but it didn't mean that Jun Yexi wouldn't say it, Jun Yexi's expression clearly showed that he was despising the man sitting on the bed.

"There are wives and children who still miss other women, and your wife is still worried about your safety."

The man didn't expect that his words would cause such a big misunderstanding, and quickly explained, "She is my sister." ”

Jun Yexi despised him even more, "I'm afraid no one will believe your explanation." ”

Then he was slapped in the face.

Pei Yan held the man's hand, looked at the man affectionately, and said those two words firmly.

"I believe it."

Jun Yexi's face darkened, yes, he really shouldn't be nosy.

Then he went to Leng Nian for comfort aggrievedly.

Leng Nian didn't pay much attention to him, and was thinking about his own business.

Nian'er, Amo, sister... Nian, Mo, brother and sister... Could it be...

Leng Nian's eyes couldn't help but darken.

Jun Yexi was unhappy, he had stood beside Leng Nian for so long, and Leng Nian didn't give him a look.

He was about to find a sense of existence in Leng Nian, Leng Nian suddenly said, "What's your name?" ”

"Cold ink."

Leng Nian's whole body stiffened, Jun Yexi was closest to her, and naturally sensed that something was wrong with her.

He reached out to hold Leng Nian's hand, Leng Nian looked at him sideways, and shook his head to indicate that he was okay.

Jun Yexi doesn't believe it, if it's okay, she will have such a big reaction? But she wouldn't say it, and he couldn't force her.

"Can you please avoid it, I want to talk to him."

Leng Nian was looking at Leng Mo, and the three of them could also see that Leng Nian was going to talk to Leng Mo.

Jun Yexi knew what Leng Nian's temperament was, if she wanted to tell herself, she would definitely tell herself directly, and now that she asked him to leave, he left the room without hesitation.

Pei Yan looked up at Leng Mo, Leng Mo nodded to her, and she stood up and left the room, helping them close the door.

In the room, Leng Nian and Leng Mo looked at each other.

Leng Nian suddenly spit out a few words, "Leng Fei, He Xiaoqiu?" ”

Leng Mo's eyes widened, looking incredulous.

Leng Nian looked at him like this, and the conjecture in his heart was a little certain, and he continued, "Old Seven? ”

"You..." Leng Mo's heart was even more shocked, and he couldn't speak for a long time.

"Nian'er, I am your seventh brother, don't be afraid, I will protect you in the future, this is the first thing you said to me, I was seven years old that year, and you were ten years old."

Leng Mo looked at her in a daze, her eyes were full of tears at some point, and she kept muttering two words in her mouth, Nian'er.

Leng Nian was also looking at him, and didn't continue, she was waiting for his reaction, and she was still afraid that her guesses were all false.

After a few seconds, Leng Mo began to struggle to get out of bed, Leng Nian hurriedly stepped forward to stop him, Leng Mo reached out and clasped Leng Nian's shoulder, "Nian'er, is it really you... You're alive... No, no, you're dead..."

Leng Nian saw that he had begun to speak incoherently, so he took the opportunity to explain everything to him.

After the two had a good exchange, they completely understood the current situation.

After confirming the truth of all this, the stone in Leng Nian's heart fell, and his heart was a lot more relaxed, and Leng Mo couldn't hide his surprise, and he always pulled Leng Nian and didn't want to let go, for fear that if he let go, the person in front of him would disappear.