Yao Jia walked into the coffee shop angrily, looked around, saw the figure in the corner, immediately adjusted her expression and walked over.
"aunt."
Song Sihua raised his head and saw Yao Jia's aggrieved and grudging face, and gently gestured: "Sit down."
Yao Jia took a deep breath and sat down, and looked at Song Sihua half coquettishly: "Auntie, you want to help me."
Song Sihua nodded. Although Yao Jia is a little bit inferior in appearance, she has a good family background, not to mention that she loves her son so exclusively and is easier to control.
"What's the matter, what's going on, making you look for me in such a hurry?" Song Sihua raised a small smile.
Yao Jia immediately said angrily: "Auntie, you said you helped me get close to Big Brother Ling, but he didn't pay attention to me recently. He knew what was in the newspaper, but he didn't see him for a day. "
Song Sihua drank a cup of coffee. He didn't seem to take what Yao Jia said to his heart. He said indifferently: "I think what happened, that's it. Xiaoyue has a good impression of Xue Jinyan. He naturally felt a little bit off when he saw that. Exciting. It should be when not in the state, which also proves that he is an emotional person. Once he grasps his heart, he will not betray."
Yao Jia's mood sank subtly, and pursed her lips: "But aunt, don't you know, there is still a woman living in Brother Ling's house. It is Su Xiaonuan, she has divorced Zhuo Jingyang, I think She looks like this, I'm afraid she is trying to seduce Big Brother Ling."
"What?" Song Sihua's expression changed.
She naturally knew this Su Xiaonuan.
A woman in an orphanage.
How could someone who came out of this kind of place be worthy of her son
What's more, it was a second-hand item that was married to Zhuo Jingyang.
Song Sihua frowned and looked at Yao Jia: "Are you sure it's true? Xiaoyue let that woman live in his house?"
Yao Jia nodded quickly, adding fuel and jealousy: "Auntie, you definitely don't know how powerful that woman is, especially pretending to be pitiful. Brother Ling, you know, too. She has a good heart. Maybe that woman dropped a few golden beans. Dou made Brother Ling feel soft. You know, this woman snatched Zhuo Jingyang from Xue Jinyan."
Song Sihua lowered his face.
Indeed, Ling Yue’s biggest problem is that he is soft-hearted and cannot look at being bullied.
What's more, she had also heard the wind, and Ling Yue had a good impression of this woman named Su Xiaonuan.
Could it be that Xue Jinyan is eliminated and Su Xiaonuan comes again
She would never allow Ling Yue to have a woman with such weeds around him.
Seeing Song Sihua not speaking, Yao Jia felt anxious and pleaded, "Auntie, what do you think about it now, Brother Ling, I don’t know where he went anymore. Now he still has this little vixen in his house, which is really annoying. NS."
Song Sihua thought for a while, took out his mobile phone from his bag, pressed a number, and said lightly: "Bring two people and go to Lingyue's house."
Yao Jia listened beside her, feeling a little more comfortable.
Whether it is Xue Jinyan or Su Xiaonuan.
No one is allowed to stand in her way.
Ling Yue moved.
He was really aggrieved by sleeping on this sofa with long arms and legs.
but…
He stretched his body and looked out the window. The sky was already bright.
Although the process was a bit tragic, in the end he won.
He walked to the bedroom lightly, pushed the door, and sure enough, the lock was tight.
Ling Yue sighed, wondering if he was still angry.
Xue Jinyan opened her eyes in a daze.
"Well."
His whole body was in pain like falling apart.
She sat up reluctantly, rubbed her waist, gritted her teeth with hatred.
Damn Ling Yue.
Rinse and change clothes.
As soon as she walked out of the master bedroom and saw the people sitting at the dining table outside, she had gone to the wrong place.
Sunlight flooded the living room through the glass windows.
The man in the white shirt is sitting leisurely at the dining table, drinking milk while reading the newspaper.
A relaxing morning.
Xue Jinyan mentioned her throat in one breath.
"Why are you still here!"
Ling Yue turned his head and saw the person standing at the door of the bedroom. His eyes fell on her slightly swollen lips, and his eyes became heavy: "Wake up, come and have breakfast."
Eat your head!
Xue Jinyan pinched her waist, ready to fight.
"What do you mean, I seemed to let you go yesterday, what's the matter with you now, have you come back?"
Ling Yue was somewhat innocent: "No, you were so tired yesterday, didn't you agree to let me stay overnight."
"Me? I'm full and let you stay overnight." Xue Jinyan immediately retorted: "Also, you... You, anyway, you leave me now."
Ling Yue stood up.
Xue Jinyan shrank back, and said in a trembled voice: "Don't come here."
This pervert, this devil.
Last night, it was a beast!
She was caught by his weakness now, so she must not let him get close.
Looking at her jealous but worried little face, Ling Yue was already happy.
How did he know that Jin Yan was so ticklish
As a result, he only slightly used this feature yesterday.
Seeing her kicking and laughing in her arms begging for mercy, it was really satisfying.
"come over."
"I won't go there." Xue Jinyan said in a bad mood.
Ling Yue's eyes were smiling: "Come here, I won't scratch you."
All, there is no credibility at all.
Last night she almost got itchy to death, and as a result, this perverted game became addicted.
"You weren't so cold yesterday." Ling Yue sternly: "Look at the imprint of your enthusiasm yesterday."
Xue Jinyan flew over with an eye knife.
There were two red marks on Ling Yue's neck.
She was not passionate, she just wanted to strangle him.
But I didn't expect him to hold him directly, and he was bullied for a long time.
Seeing Xue Jinyan not moving, Ling Yue returned to his serious expression, patted the dining table and whispered, "Okay, no trouble, come over for breakfast, it will be cold for a while."
Xue Jinyan raised her eyebrows.
Who is arguing with you.
But now my stomach is gurgling, it took too long yesterday.
She walked over angrily and sat at the dining table.
With a good temper, Ling Yue poured her a cup of hot milk and touched her hair: "Okay, I'm not angry anymore."
Ah!
Xue Jinyan's irritated scalp was numb.
She squinted at the man next to him who was about to pour out the water with gentle eyes.
"Are we going to do serious business today?"
Ling Yue's face went dark.
Xue Jinyan looked at his expression, and the corners of her lips raised slightly.
Ling Yue pulled the chair away and sat next to her, his slender fingers gently clasped the table top, as if thinking about something for a while before he said, "Jinyan, may I ask a question?"
Xue Jinyan glanced at him and nodded: "Let's talk, but nothing will change my decision."
"Are you going to be with Zhuo Jingyang?"
Xue Jinyan was taken aback, and the milk in her mouth almost squirted out.
She blurted out a little surprised: "What does this have to do with him, this is between me and you."
"Then you mean, even if we separate, you won't be with Zhuo Jingyang?"
Xue Jinyan thought about it seriously, and finally nodded.
Ling Yue frowned, as if sighed sadly: "But I think Zhuo Jingyang seems to want to get back together with you, you like him so much, why not be with him?"
Compound...
Although Zhuo Jingyang did say such things.
But she really knew Zhuo Jingyang too well.
She was too clear about how true his feelings were when he said that.
The love between the two people has been eroding bit by bit after Su Xiaonuan appeared.
By now, it probably has already died out.
Some things she had left behind, also slowly passed away after the wedding.
Now they are more like friends and classmates who have been with each other for many years.
There have been many memories in common, but they can't be bothered.
But their personalities will not change because of each other, even if they are reluctantly to be together again, if a girl like Su Xiaonuan appears again, they might fall apart.
"What are you thinking?" Ling Yue looked at Xue Jinyan's lost eyes, a little worried.
Xue Jinyan glanced at him, and after thinking about it, she said, "I and Jing Yang will probably become good friends, but I shouldn't be lovers anymore."
Ling Yue's face remained calm: "Are uncle and auntie angry about the newspaper?"
Xue Jinyan nodded: "You don't know, my parents are about to say that I am dead, thinking that I am the third person who ruined their marriage life. Humph, I will disdain. If they knew that Zhuo Jingyang and Su Xiaonuan were divorced , Maybe it will really rest on me. Annoying."
Ling Yue smiled and said, "Then you should explain to your uncle and auntie, so as not to cause misunderstanding."
"Of course I explained it. But they don't seem to believe it very much. Especially my mother, didn't you hurt Ling Yue by taking a bite of you? Cut, it seems like you have been hurt a lot."
She said this, suddenly thinking of something, and raised her chin: "Do you also think that I am ambiguous with Jing Yang, and then ruined their marriage?"
Ling Yue shook his head.
He stretched out his hand.
Xue Jinyan was startled and looked at him straight: "What are you doing?"
"Milk." Ling Yue's fingers rubbed her lips: "It's on the mouth."
"Oh, oh, I'll do it myself." Xue Jinyan turned her head away and gave Ling Yue a little unnaturally.
They should argue and ignore each other. When did they talk peacefully again
"Jin Yan." Ling Yue said sternly.
"what?"
"Actually, I saw it that day and you hugged you. Frankly speaking, I was really angry and I wanted to rush over and drag you away."
Xue Jinyan raised her eyebrows, noncommittal, she really didn't know that Ling Yue was actually there that day.
There was a mockery at the corner of her mouth: "What? Why didn't you come?"
Ling Yue said softly: "I just think that with your self-esteem, you wouldn't do that."
Xue Jinyan was stunned.
She lowered her eyes and said annoyed: "You think you know me, don't you know how I treated Su Xiaonuan in the first place? Zhuo Jingyang hugged me, maybe I just..."
Suddenly she couldn't go on.
Ling Yue raised his hand to hug her, tightly.
"No, because now you have me in your heart."
(End of this chapter)