"Miss, Mrs. just called back and asked you to go to the young master's room and bring his dress over."

"Got it."

Han Lingying walked into Jiang Yufeng's room, it was very neatly cleaned, there was not a trace of wrinkles on the sheets, obviously no one slept last night.

Jiang Yufeng didn't come back last night?

After the conversation that day, she locked herself in the room, saying that she was weak or not, anyway, she didn't have the courage to face Jiang Yufeng and smile and prepare for the wedding.

Pull open the wardrobe door, pick up the packed bag inside, open it, make sure it's a wedding dress, reach for the closet door, and get ready to go.

Suddenly, a box in the corner of the closet caught her eye.

Putting the dress aside, he carefully took out the box and opened it, revealing a slightly rough handmade water glass, and something was pressed under the cup.

I took out the cup and saw the contents clearly, and it turned out to be a photo.

Han Lingying was very curious about what photos made Jiang Yufeng attach so much importance to them, and they were so well hidden.

Pick up the photo, there is a small line of words on the back, the happiest moment.

Han Lingying was even more puzzled, and couldn't wait to flip through the photo, and the moment she saw the photo clearly, Han Lingying's whole person froze on the spot like an electric shock, countless pictures flashed in her mind, and the past scenes flashed in front of her.

In the long corridor, in the dim light, two figures hugging and kissing. Flowers are in full bloom, and the night is full of fireworks, and two dancing figures. The murmuring water, the tree-lined paths, and the figures of two laughing and chasing......

Everything in the past echoed in her mind, Han Lingying had a splitting headache, her face was snow-white, her hands were holding her head tightly, and cold sweat broke out.

Brother, why, why are you lying to me?

Grabbing the photo, Han Lingying rushed out desperately, she only had one thought in her mind now, that is, to see Jiang Yufeng.

No matter what, she wants to see him, she wants to ask Jiang Yufeng in person, why is she lying?

The car was speeding on the road, and Uncle Yang saw the person sitting behind him through the rearview mirror, and couldn't help but worry about her.

As soon as Han Lingying got into the car, she clutched the photo in her hand and was silent.

As soon as the car stopped, Han Lingying hurriedly pulled the door and got out of the car, not even noticing that there was a car behind her.

The piercing sound of brakes pricked her nerves, and she was in a trance, and a familiar voice unexpectedly came to mind in her mind, Xiaoying, I love you, I love you very much.

The deep voice trembled slightly, as if scared, but also sad.

In any case, she had to ask Jiang Yufeng for clarification.

Looking at the hurried figure, Uncle Yang couldn't help but admonish, "Miss, slow down." ”

Han Lingying didn't seem to hear it, and ran straight inside.

Han Qingru has always been nervous in her heart, she has been looking for an opportunity to tell Jiang Yufeng the truth in the past two days, but she has never had a chance. On the way here, she thought about it, no matter what, she had to tell Jiang Yufeng and let him choose for himself.

Seeing that the time for the divorce ceremony was getting closer and closer, Han Qingru hadn't seen Jiang Yufeng's figure yet, so she couldn't help but be a little anxious, and walked around the lounge with anxiety.

Jiang Juncheng saw that his wife was so anxious, and he didn't know how to speak if he wanted to comfort him.

Han Qingru's decision he naturally knew, seeing that the two children were silent every day, and the smiles on their faces became less and less, he felt very uncomfortable, and he also wanted to get back the happiness of the two children.

So he naturally supported Han Qingru's decision, seeing that the time was coming, he understood Han Qingru's mood very well at the moment.