Jiang Liu was rarely so funny, so although Hua Sheng was sleepy, he managed to get up.
Then he fell headlong into Jiang Liu's arms again, greasy and crooked.
"How does Wang Junxian want to propose?"
"Guess?" Jiang Liu deliberately sold the lawsuit.
His palm caressed Hua Sheng's face, not for the vulgar powder on the outside, but a handful of sticky cosmetics to the touch.
Hua Sheng is almost used to wearing no makeup, he never wears makeup at home, and never goes out, unless there are specific occasions.
So Jiang Liu felt that his daughter-in-law had an immature face, full of collagen, and felt very good.
Hua Sheng thought for a while, and tried to cheer himself up, "With Wang Junxian's temperament, I guess the proposal won't be a big deal. Maybe it's just buying a bunch of flowers, a ring or something, but he is rich, so the ring will probably be very big. , it might be ten carats, like pigeon eggs."
"Well, if Wang Junxian thinks about it, it's probably at this level, but he asked me for help today."
"so what?"
Hua Sheng heard a little trick, got up, and put his arms around Jiang Liu's neck.
"So... I won't tell you."
"Haha, you woke me up and didn't say anything, it's really necrotic..."
Jiang Liu and Hua Sheng were laughing and joking in the master bedroom, and Ginkgo was packing up things on the second floor and happened to pass by.
After hearing this, he smiled happily.
"Miss and uncle just have a good relationship." She was complacent.
Ginkgo is wholeheartedly for Hua Sheng's good, she would rather not marry herself, and also wants to protect the young lady for the rest of her life.
Of course, Chuntao is not bad, she just fell in love with the wrong person. If she likes a man with positive energy, that's not the case.
It is said that those who are close to vermilion are red and those who are close to ink are black, and that is what it means.
Look at Hua Lin, who used to be sullen, but now that she married Bai Hao and had children, she is much more cheerful, with the love of a mother in her brows, and even her eyes are gentle.
After Ginkgo returned to her room, she looked at her WeChat Moments and found that Chuntao hadn't posted a status for several days.
The last time was the last time she commented on herself and ignored her.
After thinking about it, after being together for so many years, I still want to care about it.
Ginkgo sent a WeChat message.
Ginkgo: You disappeared recently
After about ten minutes, the other end replied.
Chuntao: I feel unwell.
There was nothing wrong with this reply, but the tone was a little blunt, but Ginkgo thought that Chuntao was pretending to be ill on purpose, so she didn't bother to say anything.
Of course, this WeChat message was replied by Hu Xiao, and the phone was in Hu Xiao's hands.
It was Wu Nan who gave it to Hu Xiao. He didn't have so much time to deal with such small things.
River City, 11:50 midnight
When Hua Qing came out of a Cantonese-style tea restaurant, he was stopped.
After she became pregnant, she calmed down a lot. Not only did she stop going to nightclubs, but she also knew to nourish her body for the sake of the child.
Although the Hua family didn't come to see her, she didn't bother to talk to them.
"What are you doing?" Hua Qing panicked.
"Our boss wants to see you."
Before Hua Qing could react, several big men pushed her into a seven-seater commercial vehicle.
Wu Nan was sitting in the back, playing with a string of Buddhist beads.
Wu Nan actually looks good, but his eyes are too gloomy and cunning.
"You're safe and sound, Second Miss Hua."
"Who are you?" Hua Qing covered her abdomen with one hand, and it was obvious that she still cared about the child.
"Don't worry, sit down and talk slowly." Wu Nan sneered.
"I don't know you, so I have nothing to talk about."
After speaking, Hua Qing went to open the door with one hand, but Wu Nan grabbed her hair, and she frowned in pain.
"Hua Qing, don't toast or eat fine wine, you don't want the child in your stomach to have any mistakes, do you?"