Chapter 378

Fang Zhicao looked at Yan Zhengzheng's big pie face, "Don't say it, the place where she beat you is really the same as the place where Ling Bao beat you." ”

Yan Zheng looked at Fang Zhicao in a daze, "You say, is my sister still alive?" ”

Fang Zhicao said speechlessly, "You are a big-headed ghost." Could it be that she pretended to be a ghost and deliberately deceived your father and son into trust? I think it's a full-fledged business spy. ”

Yan Zhengzheng silently let go of Fang Zhicao's hand, and his face became gloomy and sad.

Fang Zhicao Lao Cheng pinched his chin solemnly. "However, what is her intention in pretending to be Ling Bao to approach the Yan family?"

Yan Zhengzheng said, "I have to reveal her true colors, lest my father be deceived by her." ”

Fang Zhicao glanced at him speechlessly and said, "I see, you father and son, half a catty and eight taels, each has its own merits." ”

Yan Zhengzheng sighed, "Hey." If only my grandfather and sister were still around. ”

Speaking of Dad. Yan Zhengzheng also hated the appearance of iron not becoming steel, and complained mercilessly, "You said that my dad has lived for most of his life, and both feet are about to be buried in the loess, why is he so stupid and incompetent?" ”

"You say me and him, who is the loser?"

Luo Shihan felt that it was very bad, this cooperation between the Yan family and the Zhan family was related to the entire lifeblood of the Yan family. She must not travel any way.

So, Luo Shihan found another way. On Wednesday, she showed up early in the morning at the Calendar Garden.

Because of Yan Zhengzheng's refusal to cooperate, Luo Shihan felt very helpless, and finally decided to come forward in person to handle the film and television contract case for Yan's.

But when she took the initiative to contact Zhan Hanjue, Zhan Hanjue seemed to have evaporated from the world, no one answered his call, and he avoided him when she went to Huanya to find him.

During the day, the children went to kindergarten, and she wandered aimlessly in the garden of the villa.

This is the first time that I have been so attentive to this garden.

I thought I would be able to intercept Zhan Hanjue, but who knew that Zhang's mother told her, "Miss Luo, the young master has been very busy these days, leaving early and returning late." If you have something important to ask him for, it's best to stay in the calendar garden and wait for him to come back. ”

Luo Shihan was afraid of missing him, so she had to ask Bai Shuyuan for leave, and then stay in the calendar garden.

"Brother Jue, you see, the leaf flower is really magical, and the three petals tightly wrap the stamen. One is you, one is me, and the other is who? ”

"It's their child." Zhan Hanjue was reading a book, and when he heard her words, he said this without raising his head.

The garden walls are full of rose-red foliage and flowers.

Luo Shihan picked a leaf flower and put it in the palm of her hand, gently rubbing the three rose-red petals. In my ears, I still heard the original play.

Can......

It turned out that his casual sentence at the beginning was nothing more than a joke that did not go through the brain.

At that time, she treasured the leaves and flowers in her heart.

The leaves and flowers symbolize the beautiful family she has built with him.

She had always felt that if she had to use a plant to describe the Battle Chill Lord. It has to be jacarandas.

The body is upright, as majestic as a green mountain. It can protect all weak and small shrubs, and can also bloom elegant trees full of flowers.

She stood there, silently weeping.

The courtyard was full of coarse jacarandas, which had passed their flowering period, and only the green leaves and the straight trunks of the trees.

What's wrong with her today?

Luo Shihan sat down in the gazebo and sighed resentfully.

The green is dazzling, and the blue is intoxicating.

Why do you always think of those beautiful past events that are so beautiful that people don't disturb them?

In the end, she realized that she was seeing things and thinking about people.

Every grass and tree, brick and tile in this villa, there are young shadows rushing everywhere.