I don't know where I just played crazy from, the child's cheeks were red, and his short hair was wet and rubbed, and it was half-moist on his forehead.

Cheng Zhiyan hugged her waist enthusiastically, turned around outside the dining table of the Qing Dynasty, and hugged the child who was inexplicably happy and stomped his feet a little helplessly.

Liang Qian looked at her with more interest: "This is Mr. Cheng's child, right?"

Cheng Zhiyan had an impression of her, and politely shouted, "Aunt Secretary."

Liang Qian smiled in response, and said to Gu Yingqing funny, "Ho, it seems that I am inferior to you."

Gu Yingqing looked at the other side of the lobby, an old and a young woman dressed exquisitely, with two aunts, one aunt holding a little girl who was not very good at walking, one pushing a stroller, and a boy who was older than Cheng Zhiyan looked curiously over here.

The young woman didn't know what to say to the waiter, so the waiter changed the course and led them to the large round table in the center of the lobby.

The small table where Gu Yingqing and Liang Qian were located was next to them, separated by a corridor two or three meters wide.

The young woman smiled at her and nodded, and Gu Yingqing smiled back.

Even if it's inexplicable.

The older woman sat down and kept looking at her, not in an uncomfortable gaze, but awkward.

Cheng Zhiyan urgently introduced her: "That's my aunt and my aunt, we just played in the children's playground downstairs."

Isn't that Cheng Yuesheng's relative?

Cheng Zhiyan came up to be close to her, what would others think?

Gu Yingqing suddenly felt like he was sitting on pins and needles, like a fish in his throat, and like a mang on his back.

"Really?" Gu Yingqing forced a smile and wanted to send this little ancestor away, "Then you are hungry, go over and eat with your aunt and aunt."

Cheng Zhiyan listened to her very much, ran back to the dining table, and watched the adults order.

Gu Yingqing didn't dare to look over there at all, and he was still a little bit of a thief.

Cheng Wanli pulled Cheng Zhiyan to her side and whispered to him, "Yanyan, tell my aunt, who is that person?"

"It's my sister." Cheng Zhiyan was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth.

"Where did you come from, sister?"

Cheng Zhiyan bent his little hand into brackets and put it to his mouth, and whispered, "It's the sister-in-law and aunt I said before!"

Cheng Wanli understood, she said, her intuition is right, I have never seen this kid so enthusiastic about anyone, and she is only excited when she mentions this sister-in-law and aunt at home.

Cheng Wanli exchanged a look with her daughter-in-law, couldn't hold back her inner impulse, and wanted to meet this one, "Ruoling, do you think I should go over and say hello?"

Feng Ruoling pressed her mother-in-law's hand, "In what capacity are you going?"

"My sister-in-law's surname is Zhao, she is the daughter-in-law of Zhao Baixiang and Xu Anrong, I can't say hello, right?" Cheng Wanli thinks it's very reasonable.

Feng Ruoling covered her mouth and smiled, "Are you sure you want to put people in the position of your sister-in-law's nephew's daughter-in-law?"

Because Yan Yan said that he had leaked his mouth, their family secretly guessed what Cheng Yuesheng had to do with this woman.

If you can't guess the specific relationship, you will be treated as greasy.

But think about it, this is Zhao Nanchuan's widow, Xingxing's mother, people are helpless and sighing, their family is really free to act as always, and throwing it away is a thunder.

Cheng Wanli thought for a while and said worriedly, "Then, I will go as Cheng Yuesheng's aunt?"

"That's even more inappropriate, after all, she is the daughter-in-law of the Zhao family."

"Isn't Zhao Nanchuan all dead!" Cheng Wanli blurted out, her heart was so biased that she didn't know which horn she was going to.

Feng Ruoling laughed: "Didn't you worry that people had a city government before, and they were scheming?"

Cheng Wanli glanced at the young woman again, and said contradictoryly: "Tsk, it looks very good-looking, but I don't know what the specific person is, so I want to go to the meeting."

"If it's really what he likes, his vision won't be far behind."

"He's not bad-eyed? Look at what kind of goods the surname Shen is!" Cheng Wan

Li said and waved his hand.

Feng Ruoling thought for a while and asked Cheng Zhiyan and his son to sit on the chair, "Come, set up the pose, I'll take pictures of you."

Cheng Zhiyan and his little cousin rushed to the camera with their teeth, and Feng Ruoling pressed the shutter.

Hand the photo to Cheng Wanli to see, the two children are at the edge of the camera, their faces are pulled and deformed, and in the middle of the camera, there is a woman sitting and chatting with others.

Cheng Wanli gave her a thumbs up, studied the photos, and couldn't help boasting: "Real people are better looking than photos, and the more you look at them, the more beautiful they become."

Feng Ruoling waited for her to see enough, and directly sent the photo to Cheng Yuesheng: [We had dinner here and met the sister-in-law and aunt that Yan Yan said, and my mother wanted to go and greet her. 】

Not long after Cheng Yuesheng landed on New York, he was about to reverse jet lag, and when he saw the news, he immediately dialed the voice call back.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law panicked at the same time for no reason, Feng Ruoling cleared her throat and picked up the phone.

Cheng Yuesheng asked, "What are you doing when you have nothing to do with filming?"

Cheng Wanli put her ear to it and whispered, "Can't shoot?!"

"Did anyone agree with you to shoot it?" Cheng Yuesheng's voice was a little hoarse, thinking of the man's cautious character, I am afraid that I know the identities of these two people, and I just want to stay away, "Don't scare people, and don't say hello."

Cheng Wanli snatched the phone, turned her back to the direction of the adjacent table, lowered her voice and said to the other head, "Where are your hens protecting their cubs? The ugly daughter-in-law still wants to see her in-laws, besides, if you want to have something with someone in the future, the Zhao family is a pass, don't ask us for help if you have the ability. Or do you know that you're not in human resources, and you haven't thought about the future at all?"

Cheng Yuesheng didn't take a stubble.

Cheng Wanli was coming hard, and this sudden silence made her have a bad premonition, and she gradually figured out something.

"Don't tell me, you're still worried about Shen Shujun in your heart, what are you playing with people here?" Cheng Wanli couldn't suppress her temper a little.

Cheng Yuesheng: "It's not clear on the phone."

"Phew." Cheng Wanli hung up the phone.

"It's funny, I naively thought that he was wronged before," Cheng Wanli couldn't help but sympathize with the woman, "I actually forgot what virtue this kid has, how can others play him?"

"That woman" was about to stiffen on the other side of her neck, and was forced by Liang Qian to explain half-truthfully: "I am actually a distant relative of Mr. Xu, and the shares are also temporarily held, and the situation of their family is more complicated, you know, especially after Zhao Nanchuan's death, the equity has been adjusted, and the shares will always be returned."

She doesn't think she's lying, the shares are indeed to be returned to Xu Anrong, and she and Xu Anrong are indeed "relatives" who are not related by blood.

Liang Qian looked at her with a half-believing smile: "What about Mr. Cheng?"

"Mr. Cheng and Xu are always relatives." Gu Yingqing replied naturally.

"But I've seen you......" Liang Qian stared at her, halfway through her words, and didn't go any further.

Gu Yingqing held his breath, and for a moment he couldn't tell if the other party was talking or if he really saw something.

Have you ever seen her and Cheng Yuesheng open a room?