Chapter 57: Is there a possibility, it's me

Shen Yunyu didn't move on his face, "Xiao Jiangling, a very familiar name." ”

"You also know, just the little girl that Lu Er married before," he said, opening the chatterbox for the two women to confide, "It may be that the ancestors had a marriage before, and the eldest of their Lu family, Hexi, had to engage in art, ran around every day, and couldn't find anyone at all, and then it was Lu Zhanyu, alas, it's a pity, I heard on the Internet that this little girl was tepid in the entertainment industry, and then she was hacked, and it is said that she committed suicide, and she almost died, but fortunately, I don't know what I experienced later, my temperament has changed greatly, and now I seem to be a lot more lively." , and it's more pleasing. ”

Shen Yunyu thought about it while listening.

It seems that this is indeed the case, when he rescued her from the rooftop, Jiang Ling's eyes were blank at that time, and the aura and essence on the whole person seemed to be all sucked dry, and she really wanted to jump off the building at that time, and she really wanted to give up her life.

And what I saw this time, I felt that she had changed a lot in terms of temperament and personality, and she was even a little cute.

"Okay, okay, don't change the topic, so you just sent a girl," Xi Fu finished talking about Jiang Ling, and suddenly thought of the owner of this hair, and laughed again, "Don't say it's a student before, I guess you won't agree to send a cat or dog, now give a little girl a ride, don't say it's to come to see us and send her by the way, see when we can't watch it." ”

Shen Yunyu: "......" is a bit ridiculous, forget it, let them say it casually.

If they knew now that the owner of this hair was Jiang Ling, the consequences would be really unimaginable.

The two mothers-in-law and daughters-in-law discussed excitedly for a while, Shen Yunyu just wanted to open the phone to see the time on it, but as soon as he unlocked it, he saw the message that the browser automatically popped up - the second son of the Lu family announced that his relationship with the traffic Xiaohua Jiang Ling had broken down and was officially divorced.

The ghost sent the gods, and he clicked on the news.

The whole article is a running account, but the picture attached at the end is indeed the title of Lu Zhanyu's divorce agreement with Jiang Ling posted on his personal social platform.

Old Madam Shen and Xi Fu in the back were still discussing excitedly.

"Then how many tables will be held for the wedding at that time, which hotel in the imperial capital is better, the Shen family? I think so. ”

"The wedding room must also be prepared, there are a lot of houses under Yunyu's name, but those who can make a wedding room really have to be discussed."

The two men fell into deep thought.

Shen Yunyu: "...... Grandma, mother, maybe there's a possibility that I'm really just taking a student. ”

The second elder didn't want to believe it.

But have to believe.

After greeting for a while, Shen Yunyu needed to go back, and Xi Fu and Old Lady Shen reluctantly watched them leave.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law supported each other and returned to the manor.

It's a pity to sigh while walking.

"I thought that our Yunyu Iron Tree would bloom this time, and there must be a girl I liked, but I didn't expect it to be a bamboo basket again."

"This is also a good start, and next time, it is possible that the time is not up."

Coincidentally, Jiang Ling happened to be in the living room to fetch water to drink, and when he saw Xi Fu and Old Lady Shen coming back, he helped them open the door and let them in.

"What's a good start?" Jiang Ling just heard this, asked casually, and greeted them by the way, "Queen Xiying, Old Madam Shen, I'm back!" ”

"My son, when he saw a girl's hair in his car, thought that the child had found a girlfriend, but it turned out that he was sending the student over." Shif's face was full of pity.

Jiang Ling was stunned.

This girl, like, probably, probably, probably, probably, is her.

(End of chapter)