That night, the two of them hugged each other and cried, and fell asleep when they were tired from crying.
The next day, Aunt Zhang woke up and found that Mu Qiu had disappeared, along with Mu Qiu's important personal belongings. Guessing that Mu Qiu had left, Aunt Zhang couldn't help feeling a little sad.
Miss is alone, where can she go when she leaves home
Thirty miles away from Wangdong City, there is a magpie mountain. On the mountainside, there is a temple called Yuezhao Temple.
In the early morning of this day, the Yuezhao Nunnery on the Xique Mountain ushered in the first ray of light in the morning. The sun shone all over the place, and the snow-white ground was covered with a layer of golden light.
The gate of Yuezhao Nunnery was opened, and a nun in a gray robe came out stepping on the white snow on the steps, and saw a young girl kneeling in the vast white snow.
The girl was wearing a blue-gray down jacket. On her palm-sized face, there was a pair of smart eyes that were extremely spiritual.
But her face was full of pain.
This is a desperate man who has been condemned to exhaustion by his conscience.
Master Huiru stared at the girl for a while, then stepped on the snow and walked in front of her, and asked in a calm tone, "Female benefactor, may I help you?"
The girl looked up at Master Huiru, her clear eyes were full of helplessness and pain. She told Master Huiru: "Master, my name is Mu Qiu, and I have done many bad things. I have a kind and gentle mother, and a murderous father, but they all died because of me."
"Master, I am in so much pain that I can't sleep all night. As soon as I fall asleep, I can always dream that my mother is lying on the ground covered in blood and ask me why I want to kill her. My father scolds me every night in my dream , call me pork is not as good, curse me that I will be punished by heaven. Master, please save me, okay?"
Mu Qiu tightly grabbed Master Huiru's wrist like a life-saving straw. "Master, I really can't bear it anymore. Tell me, is there any way to forget the pain? If I enter Buddhism and practice with all my heart, can I get rid of this pain?"
Huiru didn't express her opinion, but asked her, "What evil have you done?"
Mu Qiu shed tears of remorse, and she told Huiru frankly: "I almost killed my sister, I killed the newly formed fetus in my mother's womb, and I even instigated my father to commit crimes for me. Because of me, The father was sentenced to death, and the mother also died of a cerebral hemorrhage due to stimulation."
Mu Qiu told his crimes one by one, and after listening, Huiru's eyes became more and more suspicious. Looking at such a kind and beautiful girl, how could she do such cruel and inhuman things
Huiru has a pair of wise and profound eyes. She looked at Mu Qiu from head to toe for a long time before telling her: "Enter my Buddhist door and practice with all my heart, maybe I can forget the pain. But practicing Buddhism and Taoism is all about cultivating the mind. Almighty, if you want me to save you, you need to ask your own heart, are you willing to let me save you?"
Mu Qiu was slightly taken aback.
Practicing Buddhism and Taoism is all about cultivating the mind.
This sentence directly made her cry, wiped away her tears, and Mu Qiu said sincerely: "Master, I would like to enter Buddhism."
Seeing that she sincerely wanted to escape into Buddhism, Master Huiru took Mu Qiu's hand, she looked at the gate of the temple behind her, and said: "Follow me into this gate, and the world of mortals will have nothing to do with you. Think about it."
In an instant, many images flashed in Mu Qiu's mind.
The mother who loved her and loved her but was indirectly killed by her, the father who pampered her but cursed and regretted giving birth to her in the end, Cheng Yanmo who admired her and cherished her but had to break up with her, and the one who could drive her to death but ended up Song Ci who spared her life
Laughter, screams of pain, all resounded alternately in Mu Qiu's mind. She is already so bad, but there are still people who are willing to leave a way out for her, she should wake up!
Passing his hand to Master Huiru's, Mu Qiu told her: "I would like to enter my Buddhist gate, to accompany the ancient Buddha with the green lamp forever, and never to enter the world of mortals."
"Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful, follow me in."
Mu Qiu stood up and followed Huiru into Yuezhao Nunnery.
Since then, there is no more Mu Qiu, the daughter of the Mu family, in this world, but there is a Buddhist female disciple named 'Wang Chen'. -
Following Han Zhan's instructions, Long Yu has been following Mu Qiu's movements.
That morning, Mu Qiu went up to the Magpie Mountain by himself, worshiping Buddhism and cultivating Buddhism, which was quickly conveyed by Long Yu to Han Zhan's ears.
At that time, Han Zhan was standing on the top floor of Yulong Building, staring at the rolling river in the distance.
"Mr. Han, Mu Qiu has escaped into Buddhism and stayed in Yuezhao Nunnery. She worshiped Master Huiru as her teacher, and Master Huiru took the dharma name Wangchen for her."
Han Zhan was a little surprised to hear the news. "She actually escaped into the Buddhist gate." That's fine, I hope that the place of pure cultivation in the Buddhist gate can cleanse Mu Qiu's muddy soul. "knew."
After hanging up Long Yu's call, Han Zhan gave Song Ci another call.
Yesterday was supposed to be Song Ci's menstrual day, but she noticed that her period was delayed by a day, so Song Ci excitedly ran to buy a pregnancy test stick, planning to test it in two days. Song Ci had just come out of the pharmacy when he received the call from Han Zhan.
"What are you doing, Porcelain?"
Without Mu Mian as a potential enemy, Song Ci dared to drive out alone now. She sat in Aoyu-1, turned on the smart driving mode of Aoyu-1, and then lay down on the chair to talk to Han Zhan. "Driving."
Han Zhan laughed and said, "Mental retardation mode?" In private, Han Zhan and Song Ciguan called the "intelligent mode" of their car "mental retardation mode." '
Song Ci tutted twice before saying, "I just went to buy a pregnancy test stick."
Han Zhan was slightly taken aback.
"Period delayed?" He also had some anticipation in his heart, hoping that Song Ci would be able to conceive.
Song Ci nodded, realizing that Han Zhan couldn't see her nodding, and then said, "I was supposed to come yesterday, but I didn't come. I was worried, so I came to the pharmacy to buy a pregnancy test stick."
"If you don't come in two days, I'll test it." It's too early to be sure.
"Okay." At this time, you should say something pleasant to please Song Ci. After thinking for a while, Han Zhan suddenly asked, "Would you like to come to the Yulong Building and enjoy the land we have built with me?"
Recently, Song Ci has been focusing on the "Le Chi" movie audition and Mu Mian, and has never asked about Han Zhan's work progress. Upon hearing this, she asked Han Zhan, "When will the new company be established?"
Han Zhan told Song Ci: "Just this month's Christmas."
As early as a month ago, Zeus Airlines released the news of the successful acquisition of Shenghui Technology Co., Ltd., Phaeton Automobile Co., Ltd., Dongying Real Estate Co., Ltd., Jetta International Hotel Co., Ltd., and Yuhua Brokerage Company.
When this news was released, it shocked the whole country.
You know, whether it is Shenghui Technology Company, Phaeton Motors or Dongying Real Estate, they are all big companies in China. Among them, Aoyu No. 1, which was launched by Phaeton Motors just this year, has surprised the whole world.
Such a powerful company has been acquired by Zeus Aviation, so how awesome is Zeus Aviation
The key point is that Zeus Aviation has not only acquired Phaeton Automobile Co., Ltd., but it has also acquired three other companies with the same status, as well as a newly emerging brokerage company with promising development prospects.
Zeus Aviation has become a behemoth, it has stood on the domestic pyramid, and has become a proud existence beyond Chuandong Group.
This company has been named for less than ten years!
Everyone is very curious, what is the origin of Zeus Aviation, and who is the boss behind it
"That's the day after tomorrow!" Song Ci was a little surprised, because in her impression, Zeus International was established in 2021 in her previous life, and it surpassed Chuandong Group as soon as it was born, and became the leading enterprise in Wangdong City.
And Han Zhan also became the richest man in Wangdong City.
In those few years, Han Zhan was very popular in Wangdong City. He was rich, handsome and handsome. Although he was slightly disabled, he couldn't stand being rich!
At that time, unmarried girls wanted to marry Han Zhan, married women wanted to divorce and marry Han Zhan, older women wanted to marry their daughters to Han Zhan, and a group of men also wanted to get their hands on Han Zhan. Cham.
In short, Han Zhan is equivalent to RMB, the kind of RMB that can speak.
"Yes, the day after tomorrow." Han Zhan told Song Ci: "There will be a grand party the night after tomorrow. At that time, business leaders from all over the country will come to participate, and many famous celebrities will come to join in. Song Ci, you should be the one who overwhelms the audience It's time."
Song Ci laughed, "Brother Han, I really like what you said." Song Ci couldn't help but took out the small mirror in her bag, and looked at her prosperous beauty frequently.
She clicked tut twice and asked Han Zhan, "Brother Han, brother Han, who is the most beautiful woman in the world?"
Han Zhan accompanied her in acting, "Of course it's Song Ci, who is young, beautiful and sexy."
Song Ci: "Your mouth is so sweet!"
Han Zhan was amused by her. After laughing, he changed the subject and said suddenly, "Mu Qiu has become a monk."
Song Ci: "Ah? What?" She thought she heard it wrong, "Are you married or a monk?"
"Leaving home."
Song Ci suppressed all her smiles. "Are you kidding me?"
"It's true, she went to Yuezhao Nunnery and became a Buddhist female disciple." Knowing that Song Ci must be full of doubts, Han Zhan told her: "I don't trust that woman, so I let Long Yu twenty-four hours Guard her. Long Yu saw Mu Qiu go to Magpie Mountain this morning, entered Yuezhao Nunnery, shaved her hair and worshiped Master Huiru, and became a female disciple."
Long Yu saw it with his own eyes, so it couldn't be fake.
Song Ci's reaction was half a beat slow, and when she came back to her senses, she said, "Got it."
"Then I'll wait for you at Yulong Building? There is a seafood restaurant nearby that tastes good. Come here, and I'll take you to eat."
Song Ci: "That won't work. Seafood is cold, and it's not good for the baby in my stomach." Song Ci has entered the role of mother before even mentioning her pregnancy.
Han Zhan laughed in a deep voice before saying, "Then eat barbecue."
"That's not okay, barbecue is easy to get fat."
"Hey, meat-eating children grow strong." Han Zhan coaxed Song Ci with a word.
"That's all right, let's eat barbecue." After hanging up the phone, Song Ci readjusted his driving route, and then sat in the car in a daze.
Song Ci didn't want Du Tingting's heart to stay in a bad girl's body. She deliberately asked Mu Qiu to go to the execution ground to watch Mu Mian's execution, in order to wake up Mu Qiu's last conscience through Mu Mian's death, and let her understand that she will be punished if she does all the bad things.
Mu Qiu is indeed as Song Ci expected, he knows regret and fear, and knows that he has to change his mind and start a new life. But she went directly to the temple to become a nun, which was unexpected by Song Ci.
To become a monk is to completely cut off all possibilities with Cheng Yanmo. How much courage does she have to do this.
Mu Qiu is indeed a ruthless person, he can do things extremely well.
However, it's good that Mu Qiu has escaped into Buddhism. He recites scriptures and knocks wooden fish every day, and is influenced by Buddhism. I hope she can do good deeds and become positive. -
Aoyu No.1 sent Song Ci to the downstairs of Yulong Building, and then she went to find an empty parking space to park. Song Ci curiously followed behind the car, and saw that Aoyu No.1 really parked herself in the parking space accurately. stunned.
Good guy, no wonder this car will become the best-selling car in the world, so smart, who can not love it
Yulong Building has become a place of new Internet celebrities in Wangdongcheng. The square is full of tourists who come to take pictures and check in. The small vendors selling balloons and candied haws are particularly prosperous, and they are all smiling from ear to ear.
Song Ci walked to the square in front of the building and looked up at the four magnificent characters on the top of the building—
Zeus International.
A noble and domineering aura rushed towards us!
A sense of arrogance grew in her heart, this is her man's property! She's a great man, in every way.
Han Zhan's office is located on the east side of the top floor of the building, covering an area of about 200 square meters. In the entire top floor, apart from his office area, there are various large and small meeting rooms and reception rooms.
The decoration style of Han Zhan's office is still black and white, which looks stable and elegant, yet low-key and luxurious. He seems to love floor-to-ceiling windows very much. Except for the load-bearing columns and load-bearing walls, the rest of the walls are made into large-area floor-to-ceiling windows. The electric remote control curtains are all opened, and the light is bright.
Song Ci discovered that he used a half wall to separate an independent world in the office, which was designed as a children's playground, with children's basketball hoops, ocean balls, a heated swimming pool, and a Lego play area.
Song Ci stared at the children's playground with a surprised expression on her face. She couldn't help turning around and teasing Han Zhan: "Brother Han, you are preparing a children's playground in the office. Are you planning to be the director of the nursery?"
Hearing Song Ci's words, Han Zhan said, "Don't be poor, this is for our children."
Song Ci had already guessed.
But she was curious, "Why prepare a children's playground in the office?"
"It's convenient for you to bring your children to play. If you are on a business trip or go out to play alone, you can throw the children with me and I will bring them." Han Zhan arranged everything clearly.
Song Ci said subconsciously: "I like children very much, how could I leave him alone to be chic."
"It's too early to say." Han Zhan picked up a basketball on the ground and threw it into the small basket.
He caught the ball, stared at the young and beautiful Song Ci, and said earnestly: "I know you like children, but Cibao, you are not yet 23 years old, and you are still a child who loves to play. But never From conceiving a child to raising a child, it is far more difficult and boring than you think. If the child has a bad temper and makes you unhappy every day, when you feel depressed, there will always be times when you want to leave the child and go to relax alone."
"At that time, I can only take care of the children." Considering these problems, Han Zhan specially asked someone to prepare a children's playground in the office, so as to be prepared.
Song Ci knew that Han Zhan was right. It's one thing to like children, but it's another to be able to take care of them patiently.
For Han Zhan's thoughtful consideration, Song Ci felt heart-warming, and felt that she was very happy to marry a good man who loved her.
But she is not serious, she looked at Han Zhan amusedly, shook her head and kept tsk-tsk, "The mature and domineering president in the past, now reduced to a baby daddy who never leaves the bottle, is it a distortion of human nature or morality? Lost?"
Han Zhan threw the basketball at Song Ci.
Song Ci caught the basketball and heard Han Zhan say, "It's the power of love."
Song Ci's eyes gradually deepened. "You love me," she said firmly.
Han Zhan looked at her deeply without denying it.
Song Ci cheered inwardly, it was too sweet to feel her heart throbbing after several months of marriage. Song Ci folded her arms and continued to look around the office, noticing a leather bed behind a glass screen.
Song Ci went to the double bed and sat down. She was sitting like a swan, elegant and noble. "I guess you prepared this bed for the little secretary." Song Ci intentionally wronged Han Zhan.
While taking off his suit jacket, Han Zhan walked towards Song Ci like a shooting star. When he arrived in front of Song Ci, Han Zhan pinched Song Ci's chin with his left hand, lifted her cheek, and made her look up at him.
Han Zhan pressed his gloved thumb on Song Ci's lips, and he hinted at her: "Secretary Song, it's time to perform your duties."
The sound of 'Secretary Song' made Song Ci's whole body numb.
Secretary Song's pool of spring water was turned upside down, but her expression was very calm. She winked like silk, and clasped her hands on Han Zhan's arm and asked him, "Han Zhan, my salary is very expensive. How much do you pay?" up?"
Han Zhan: "I give you my life, is that enough?"
Song Ci curled her lips, "I don't have that chance." After speaking, Song Ci thought of the past that Han Zhan almost died in the earthquake to save himself. Her heart trembled, and she hurriedly changed her words: "Who cares about your life, I don't want you to give it to me."
What is she capable of
Han Zhan said again: "Then, give me to you, or?"
"This one!" -
After finishing Han Zhan, Song Ci recalled the feeling just now, and she said with emotion: "Brother Han, you are so gentle today." It was like treating her like a pigeon egg, and she didn't dare to use her strength to touch her.
Han Zhan hugged her waist and leaned his chin on Song Ci's head. He said, "Don't dare to mess around, I'm afraid you are really pregnant."
Song Ci smiled and fell asleep in Han Zhan's arms.
After waking up, Han Zhan took Song Ci to eat barbecue. Song Ci gorged on meat while feeling guilty, "I'll get fat if I eat like this."
"Wait until the baby is born before losing weight."
"All right."
On the grounds of raising children, Song Ci ate a plate of pork belly, a plate of fat beef, and a plate of leek yolk eggs. After dinner, the two went to Li Yao's clothing store and took away the dresses they were going to wear tomorrow.
The next morning, when Song Ci woke up, she found that her pants were dirty. Song Ci was a little discouraged when she found that her aunt was here. She couldn't help but say to Song Fei: [Song Fei, my aunt is here, but she isn't pregnant.]
Song Fei breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the news.
Song Fei: [Oh, yes, that's really a pity.]
Song Ci always felt that what Song Fei said was perfunctory. She thought of the Haikou that Song Fei boasted that day, so she asked Song Fei: [How far have you and Yan Jiang progressed?]
Song Fei: [At noon today, I'm going to take him down.]
Song Ci: [!]
Song Ci was aroused to gossip, she quickly sent a voice to ask Song Fei: [Song Fei, how do you plan to take him down? Tell me, I can give you an analysis of whether it is reliable.]
Song Fei replied to her by voice: [I made three plans. The first step is to pour him alcohol, and force him while he is half drunk. The second step is to prepare a diamond ring, propose to him, and ask him to share the same bed while he is moved. The third is to prescribe the medicine directly.]
Song Ci: [! ] No wonder my father said that Song Fei has an anti-social personality. Is this a fucking human thing
Song Fei humbly asked Song Ci: [Which plan do you think is more reliable?]
Song Ci shed bitter tears for Yan Jiang, and said against his conscience: "The first and second plans."
Song Fei: [I think so too.]
Song Fei was busy preparing for the courtship battle at noon today, so she didn't have time to talk to Song Ci. After hanging up the video, Song Fei put on an extra long down jacket, stepped on her sneakers, and drove to the shopping mall by herself.
Song Fei went straight to the jewelry store.
The cabinet sister smiled and asked her: "Hello miss, do you want to see necklaces or earrings and bracelets?" Generally, girls who visit jewelry stores alone will look at these things.
Song Fei walked to the counter and glanced at the dazzling array of products in the glass counter.
She had choice phobia, so she simply refused to choose, and said directly to the cabinet sister: "Show me the men's ring in your store and let me have a look." After a pause, she said: "Don't show me the cheap one." It doesn't match her That little jerk at home.
"OK, just a second."
The cabinet sister chose eight styles of men's rings and placed them in front of Song Fei.
Song Fei felt that each style was similar, and they all looked good anyway. She didn't understand this, so she asked the cabinet sister, "Which one is more suitable for a marriage proposal?"
The cabinet sister was stunned for a moment, and asked Song Fei uncertainly, "Miss, do you want to propose to your boyfriend?"
Song Fei nodded.
These days, men can propose to men, but what does it matter if women propose to men? The cabinet sister asked Song Fei without surprise, "What type of boy is Miss' boyfriend?"
Noticing the man on the billboard in the store, Song Fei lazily raised her finger, pointed at the billboard, and said, "That's it."
The cabinet sister smiled deeper, "This is our spokesperson, Mr. Yan Jiang. Is the lady's boyfriend this type? Mr. Yan Jiang's personal temperament is very suitable for our brand products. If your boyfriend is also this type, then I would recommend this one for you”
The cabinet sister picked out a platinum ring among the rings. There is a curved golden wavy line in the middle of the ring, like golden quicksand, simple and unique. Song Fei stared at the ring, imagining it being worn by Yan Jiang on her finger, and thought it looked pretty.
"Let it be."
After buying the ring, Song Fei instantly became poor.
On the way home, passing a flower shop, Song Fei stopped the car, opened WeChat, and looked at the remaining one hundred and forty-seven yuan in the change. I don't want my child to be caught by a wolf, so I have to be more generous to my man!
Song Fei got out of the car and walked into the flower shop.
The store manager is a gentle girl. She is taking care of a pot of birds of paradise. Seeing Song Fei enter the room, she holds a watering can and asks Song Fei: "Welcome, what do you want to buy?"
Song Fei is a practical person, she said: "I only have 147 yuan, and I want to buy some roses, how much do you think I can buy?"
The store manager was slightly stunned, and then said: "It's not a holiday now, roses cost 10 yuan a piece, you can buy 11 roses, and I will help you wrap them beautifully."
Song Fei nodded, "Okay, just 11."
"OK, wait."
Song Fei sat in the car with the rose in her arms, thought for a while, and sent another text message to Yan Jiang.
After Yan Jiang returned to China, under the recommendation of his university tutor, he entered the Wangdong Police Station as an intern forensic doctor. That day, he was doing research on an unrecognizable corpse when his cell phone rang suddenly.
Knowing that Song Fei sent a text message, Yan Jiang quickly took off his gloves and took out his mobile phone to read the content of the text message.
Song Fei: [Are you coming back at noon? I have something to discuss with you.]
Song Fei is Yan Jiang's life, why won't Yan Jiang go back
Yan Jiang: [I'm back.]
He had a two-hour lunch break at noon. Considering that it would take forty minutes to drive back and forth, Yan Jiang asked the leader for an hour off because he didn't know what Song Fei wanted to talk to him about.
When he drove home, he could smell the meat.
Every time he went home, Yan Jiang hugged Song Fei and took a deep breath on her neck, just like a baby with a milk addiction, Song Fei is also Yan Jiang's addiction.
Yan Jiang walked lightly to the kitchen, hugged Song Fei, and took a deep breath. Looking up again, I found that Song Fei was frying the beef ribs. The beef ribs were almost cooked, and the fragrance was overflowing.
In just a few days, Song Fei has already practiced a good cooking skill, and the beef ribs are also well-fried. Song Fei turned off the fire, put the beef ribs on a western food plate, and said to Yan Jiang, "Take it here, I also made pasta, and dinner will be served later."
Yan Jiang let go of her waist, took the plate, and asked her curiously, "What day is it today?" Cooking pasta was time-consuming, and Song Fei didn't like to eat pasta, nor did she like making pasta. So what special day is today
Song Fei said, "Secret."
The way she said her secret with a cold expression was cute and interesting to Yan Jiang.
Yan Jiang sat at the dining table and waited. After waiting for a few minutes, Song Ci added flavor to the pasta and brought it out.
When preparing to eat, Yan Jiang asked Song Ci again: "You said on the phone that you have something to tell me, what is it?"
"Eat first, and then we'll talk after we're done." Now that I say it, the food is wasted.
Yan Jiang's curiosity was aroused, and he ate a little faster. Song Fei ate a few mouthfuls of pasta and two slices of beef, then put down her knife and fork and stood up. "I'm full, remember to wash the dishes."
"okay."
Yan Jiang was also full. He poured out the residue, threw the tableware into the dishwasher, and buried himself in the cabinet looking for dishwashing powder, when he heard footsteps coming downstairs.
Yan Jiang turned his head and asked Song Fei: "Ah Fei, where is the dishwashing powder?" Turning his head completely, Yan Jiang was stunned when he saw Song Fei after changing clothes.
Song Fei actually wore a skirt, a sexy strapless suspender skirt!
Two very thin straps hung on the pair of white and thin shoulders, making the collarbone attractive. Sexy is not only round and smooth, some people's sexy is the charm revealed in the eyes of the bones.
When Song Fei stared at her with those eyes that were as cold as ice and snow, Yan Jiang felt his scalp tingling and his soul being pierced.
Yan Jiang didn't expect Song Fei to have such a side.
He stared at Song Fei in a dress and the rose in her arms with a surprised expression, and he became more and more suspicious in his heart.
What exactly is Song Fei going to do
Song Fei stepped on flat-bottomed wool slippers and walked in front of Yan Jiang.
She handed the large bouquet of roses to Yan Jiang, Yan Jiang looked down at the roses, almost suffocating. "Is this for me?" Yan Jiang's tone was so gentle that it was overwhelming.
Song Fei nodded lazily. "For you."
Yan Jiang liked it very much. He stretched out his hand to take the roses when he heard Song Fei say: "There is a surprise hidden in it. Accepting the roses means accepting the surprise. Once you give anything, it will be Don’t recycle, you should think about it.”
The 'surprise' that Song Fei refers to is usually fright. Hearing this, Yan Jiang quickly retracted his hand.
Yan Jiang wanted the bouquet of roses very much, but he was also worried that there were poisonous snakes and itching powder hidden in the roses. Yan Jiang touched the back of his hand uneasily, and asked Song Fei in a deliberative tone, "Can you tell me what surprise you are talking about?"
Song Fei's tone was cool and calm: "I can't."
Yan Jiang's expression was embarrassing.
"Don't want it?" Song Fei put the flowers in her arms, turned around and was about to walk out of the gate, when she turned around, she said, "Don't forget it, it's worthless stuff anyway."
"I want it!" Yan Jiang quickly walked around, snatched the rose from her arms, and walked towards the coffee table with the rose in his arms.
This was the first time Ah Fei gave him flowers, and they were still red roses representing love. Even if Yan Jiang was bitten to death by a poisonous snake, he would keep this bouquet of flowers. He had already thought about it, and when these flowers were about to wither, he should make them into dried flowers in advance and store them for as long as possible.
Yan Jiang sat on the carpet, staring at the rose, unable to guess what terrible thing was hidden there. "The surprise you're talking about shouldn't be the kind of thing that makes me poisoned and itchy as soon as the skin touches it?" Yan Jiang felt a psychological shadow after being tricked by Song Fei once.
Song Fei shrugged, "Who knows."
After hesitating for a moment, Yan Jiang stretched out his hand to the rose. At this time Song Fei suddenly said: "Don't be afraid, even if you are poisoned, I have an antidote here."
Yan Jiang: ""
Yan Jiang, who had always regarded death as home, suddenly became cowardly.
But no matter what surprise Song Fei was preparing for, Yan Jiang still wanted to see it.
He began to confess his last words to Song Fei: "My bank card passwords are all the same, they are all the last three numbers of your birthday, plus 111. All the properties under my name are written in your name. After I die, you will get my All legacy."
Song Fei kicked his ass directly, "If you want to see it, you can watch it, if you don't, I'll throw it away, just grind it!"
Yan Jiang was kicked, so he was honest.
With a ruthless heart, he stretched out his hand to the rose, looking for a 'surprise' with trepidation. With a vigilant attitude, he opened every rose, and then he saw a velvet box.
At this time, Yan Jiang hadn't realized what would happen next.
He also firmly believed that Song Fei packed disgusting things like scorpion eggs in the box. He picked up the box, shook it, but didn't hear any movement, and said, "Could it be a cricket?"
After all, he narrowed his eyes vigilantly and opened the box.
When he saw the men's ring standing quietly inside the box, all the emotions in Yan Jiang's eyes turned into shock.
Beside him, Song Fei leaned on the sofa with folded arms and said, "The cricket in your hand is worth 68,000 yuan."
Yan Jiang stared at the 'cricket', his throat was burning hot, and his mind was a little dizzy. "This is..." Yan Jiang picked up the ring, raised his head and asked Song Fei, "A Fei, are you proposing to me?"
Song Fei grabbed her short hair, a little embarrassed, she asked Yan Jiang: "Do you still want to kneel down?" Tsk, it's the first time to propose marriage, and she is not proficient in business. Song Fei snatched the ring from Yan Jiang's hand and knelt down on one knee in front of Yan Jiang.
Yan Jiang looked shocked.
Song Fei held up the ring and began to propose—
"I've been covering you since I was eight years old."
When she was eight years old, Yan Jiang was twelve years old and had just graduated from primary school. That year, his father and mother abandoned him and left, and he lived with his grandmother like an orphan. That year, Yan Jiang began to be bullied and abused at school. Who let him have such a perverted father
But it was also that year that he had an intersection with the cold and smart monster girl from the neighbor's house. Getting to know Song Fei was the only good thing in Yan Jiang's incomplete youth.
It has been almost two months since I came back to Wangdongcheng, Yan Jiang's skin has returned to its original color, very fair and delicate. Song Fei stared at Yan Jiang's pleasing face, and the ice in her eyes gradually melted.
Song Fei said: "From the age of eight to fourteen, I covered you for six years. Raising animals is addictive and creates feelings, let alone a person." After a pause, Song Fei's eyes became serious and determined When she got up, she said to Yan Jiang: "I still want to protect you for the rest of my life, you'd better give me a chance."
Yan Jiang subconsciously asked Song Fei: "If you were not given this opportunity, what would you do?"
Song Fei frowned, her gaze was frosty, "I'll beat you to death." This answer was very in Song Fei's personal style.
Yan Jiang laughed.
"A Fei, I accept your marriage proposal." He directly took the ring from Song Fei's hand and put it on his middle finger.
Seeing this, Song Fei was relieved. She glanced at Yan Jiang's middle finger, and felt that the ring was quite suitable for him, and she bought it right.
Yan Jiang also took off the necklace around his neck and took off the platinum ring. He knelt down and put the ring on for Song Fei in the same posture.
When putting on the ring, Yan Jiang said: "A Fei, I will try to give you freedom, but you are not allowed to deceive me again, and you are not allowed to do stupid things without saying anything." The incident in Kinshasa caused Yan Jiang a lot of trouble. Great heart shadow.
He hugged Song Fei, and the girl in his arms was extremely thin, as if if he squeezed hard, Song Fei would break.
"I love you very much, Song Fei. I have experienced the same pain twice with you." Eight years ago at the earthquake site, Yan Jiang thought Song Fei was dead, so he dug her for three days without eating or drinking.
In Kinshasa, he thought that Song Fei was dead again. He cried loudly in the smoke and flames of gunpowder and war.
"Song Fei, I'm a coward, if you scare me again, I'll die."
Song Fei has realized how outrageously wrong she was, and she is very guilty. If time can come back, she will never hide it from Yan Jiang again. Because she has already tasted what it feels like to feel sorry for someone.
"Okay, I promise you."
Hearing this, Yan Jiang closed his eyes in relief, and hugged her tightly, not letting go.
Song Fei pushed him.
Yan Jiang was pushed away, he was a little puzzled, "Won't you let me hug you for a while?"
Song Fei: "No, you only have 30 minutes to rest. If you don't hurry up, you will be late. Hurry up, we will go upstairs and go back to our room."
Yan Jiang was stunned. "What are you going to do when you go back to your room?" He thought of some unsuitable scenes, and his mouth began to dry up.
Song Fei pulled Yan Jiang to stand up, walked upstairs, and said, "Make a man! I am older than Song Ci, and our children cannot be called Song Ci's children, brothers and sisters." In some respects, Song Fei was stubborn. horrible.
Yan Jiang was dragged up the stairs by Song Fei, one foot deep and one foot shallow, only felt unreal. When he arrived at the room, Song Fei took off his pretentious glasses, Yan Jiang sat on the bed, his face was blushing and his heart was beating very excitedly.
Everything came naturally, and before the in-depth exchange, Yan Jiang suddenly remembered something. He stopped and said out of breath, "Wait a minute, I have to call the leader to ask for leave, and I won't go to work in the afternoon."
He got out of bed barefoot and found his cell phone in his pants to make a call.
Song Fei sat on the bed with disheveled clothes, and she calmly told Yan Jiang: "I have done research, and the average time for men in our country is 16 minutes, and you still have 25 minutes to rest. It's okay to take a shower before going to work." won't be late."
Yan Jiang glanced at Song Fei meaningfully, and told her, "Ah Fei, sometimes the research data is not reliable." The average time is fifteen minutes? That is impossible. In the past, it only took more than ten minutes to imagine Song Fei and Yan Jiang, let alone this time with a real person.
I wonder if everyone is satisfied with Mu Qiu's ending arrangement
I will not change if I am not satisfied, hehehe
(end of this chapter)