Just like I was back then.

The biggest difference is probably that Song Chinese New Year's Eve was really locked up in a mental hospital and played with by them like a psychopath, while Song Qiaoyan was locked up by Xu Baiqing and tortured.

Xu Baiqing has always been ruthless.

Song Qiaoyan suddenly understood something, the moment he saw Song Chinese New Year's Eve today.

Maybe he will never get the heart of the person who is holding her at this moment, because in his heart, there is already a red cinnabar.

But...

But no love can withstand the grind, Song Chinese New Year's Eve will disappear one day, Xu Baiqing will just remember that there is such a person, but he will still live his life with himself.

After all... How can love stand the grind.

Song Qiaoyan told herself.

The next second, Xu Baiqing let go of her.

She avoided Song Chinese New Year's Eve's gaze.

And Xu Baiqing just patted his head, and said to her softly and delicately, "Good."

Song Qiaoyan smiled forcefully.

At the same time, Song Chinese New Year's Eve's hand holding Shen Cang's clothes tightened.

Shen Cang felt it immediately, turned his head sideways and asked her in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

Song Chinese New Year's Eve smiled faintly.

"Nope."

used to be a "good man" for him.

The "good" in front of his mother's grave.

——Don't worry, leave Chinese New Year's Eve to me, and I will take good care of her.

——Chinese New Year's Eve, good, I'm here.

It turned out to be remembered.

She thought she had forgotten.

It's just that it's not so sad and disgusting, and what I heard in my heart later was what Ulzhou said, and Qin Weizhou was true.

"This is."

Xu Baiqing had to admit that he deliberately ignored Shen Cang until now.

Song Chinese New Year's Eve didn't explicitly introduce it, but just said, "Mr. Shen." ”

It sounds inexplicably piercing, just like Song Chinese New Year's Eve is saying: surnamed Shen, this is my husband.

"I haven't seen Mr. Shen."

"There's no need to meet you."

Xu Baiqing smiled, but looked at Shen Cang again and again: "How come, I broke up with Chinese New Year's Eve, and it's okay to care about the identity of my friend."

Shen Cang pressed the tie and was not shocked.

"I heard what Chinese New Year's Eve said before, it seems that Mrs. is pregnant, and Xu Shao said this in front of Mrs. Xu, which is not very good."

Xu Baiqing: "I don't think there's anything wrong."

Song Chinese New Year's Eve: "I think that's it, after all, you and my man don't need to communicate, in the stands, the auction is about to start, Xu Shao is better to return to his position."

The three words "my man" are very piercing.

Xu Baiqing was a little ruthless, hidden, nodded, and didn't say anything more.

And Song Chinese New Year's Eve frowned at the background where he turned around, but muttered in a low voice: "How do you think that neither of these two is right..."

Shen Cang didn't hear clearly, looked left and right, and reminded: "Chinese New Year's Eve, it's begun."

Song Chinese New Year's Eve retracted his thoughts.

First, a man in a black suit took the microphone and said an opening statement, but it was also concise and clear, neat and crisp, Song Chinese New Year's Eve thought that Ling Yuefeng would show up as the host and say something, but no.

Could it be that we met before just to talk to a few people who need to talk?

And what about yourself?

Don't mention Qin Weizhou or Ling Xihua in the whole process, what does he want to see himself?

The first lot is a scepter.

Shen Cang didn't know what Song Chinese New Year's Eve's purpose was, so he asked her, "Do you like it?"

Song Chinese New Year's Eve smiled: "Not interested."

Later, after a while, Song Chinese New Year's Eve found that there was an extra cloud sending the moon around him.