Han Mu spread her hands and looked embarrassed, "There is no way at all!" ”

Han Yuyu lowered his head when he heard Han's mother's words, and muttered in a low voice pretending to be inadvertent, "What if Qianqian doesn't want to marry?" ”

"Don't want to get married?" Han's mother chuckled and raised her voice, "How could this dead girl not want to marry!" The Nangong family has such a good family background! ”

As she spoke, Han Mu's voice became lower and lower, her somewhat cloudy and yellowish eyes turned, and a smile gradually appeared on her mean face, repeating Han Yuyu's previous words, "Yes, what if you say that the dead girl doesn't want to marry?" ”

Han Yuyu saw the conspiracy smile on his mother's face, and secretly hooked the corners of his mouth slightly where his mother couldn't see.

In Han Qianqian's room, the wall is simply whitewashed, there is a wooden desk against the wall, a computer desk with a computer on the side, a small girl's bed in the middle, and a light-colored sliding wardrobe on the side.

It's hard to imagine a person who lives in a villa with a decent economy and has such a simple renovated room.

Han Qianqian bit her lip and gently leaned on the table, gently holding the necklace left by her grandfather in her hand, slightly stunned.

Only her grandfather really loves her in this family, her sister Han Yuyu is not bad to her, and her parents are ,,,

Han Qianqian thought of her parents, and she tried to raise her head so that the tears in her eyes would not fall.

Maybe it's because I've been separated from my parents for too much time, and I don't know how to get along with them, so they don't like me!

Han Qianqian comforted herself like this.

She got up and walked to the edge of her wardrobe, gently opened the wardrobe, and quietly hid an ink-colored suit in the innermost part of the wardrobe, and Han Qianqian's mind appeared with the noble man.

His cold eyes seemed to be able to see through the deepest thoughts of people's hearts.

Han Qianqian remembered that night, classmate He gave him his suit, saying that it was cold at night and put it on for her.

She had heard of Ji Shaosi's person, the youngest and most ruthless man in City A, and she didn't know why he was willing to release kindness and tenderness to herself.

Suddenly, Nangong Luoyu appeared in her mind again, and a trace of crimson appeared on her face.

The little brother, the boy who used to live next door to her house when she was a child, the boy who played with her for two years, is now her fiancé.

She hadn't seen him in years.

。。。

The autumn morning is very early, and the morning light, little by little, slowly shines through the window and stains the eyes of the sleeping person.

He Tiantian got up lazily, brushed his teeth and washed up, and went down the stairs.

I happened to meet Ji Shaosi who was eating breakfast.

He Tiantian sat casually in a corner of the dining table as if he hadn't seen Ji Shaosi, gobbling up breakfast.

After breakfast, I picked up my bag and walked to the garage, where the driver was already waiting in the car.

Monday is the most painful time for most students.

Because they've just gone through the holidays and don't want to go to school, and another weekend looks like it's a long way off.

He Tiantian and Zhao Shuxue were lazily lying on the desk.

"He Tiantian, you don't look in a good mood today!" Zhao Shuxue asked weakly with her chin on the desk.

He Tiantian glanced at Zhao Shuxue lightly, and said with a wilt, "You don't look in a good mood today!" ”

"I'm having Monday syndrome. Don't want to go to school. Zhao Shuxue glanced at He Tiantian, "I'm not like you, if you don't want to go to school, you won't come to school, and if you want to listen to classes, you can listen to classes." My parents managed to put me in this school, and I had to study hard. ”