The female supporting group in the control group only wants to pursue a career

Qiao Yu coughed lightly in embarrassment, "Oh, I'm not too excited."

"When will their singing group have activities again?"

Qiao Yu immediately got what she meant and was very excited: "Sneak peek to see if they have sex or record a video?"

"..." Sang Ning gave her two big eyes in silence, "Gu Zhenbao is Wang Qian's daughter, right?"

Qiao Yu didn't understand what she meant, so she responded very seriously.Sang Ning asked again: "Does Gu Zhenbao look like the Gu family?"

Qiao Yu thought back on Gu Zhenbao's face, which was delicate and handsome, but compared with the Gu family's long legs and good looks, it was not enough.

I didn't look carefully at first, but now that I think about it, Gu Zhenbao even looks a bit like Sang Ning's mother.

It has been confirmed that Sang Ning's mother has undergone plastic surgery, and Sang Ning's mother has something to do with the Gu family.The face of Gu Zhenbao and Sang Ning's mother is a bit like...

All kinds of signs indicate that Wang Qian may be Sang Ning's mother after plastic surgery.And the appearance of Sang Ning's mother is Wang Qian's current appearance...

Ah, what a mess.

Qiao Yu's little head was about to explode.

Thinking of Sang Ning's good mind, she troubled Sang Ning about this matter.

"Come here, Lemon."

Sang Ning said calmly: "I have one more thing to confirm. You should be noticed. If they meet, let me know."

Qiao Yu had other concerns, "Her precious daughter is about to be sentenced, does she have other thoughts about her lover?"

Sang Ning said firmly, "Yes."

It was because of Gu Zhenbao that the two met more frequently.

Qiao Yu couldn't figure out what medicine was sold in the mulberry gourd, but this kind of brain-consuming thing was never something she wanted to think about, as long as she acted.

"Okay. I'll let people notice." The private detective has been squatting on Wang Qian recently, wanting to get the Gu family's hush money.A multiplicity of things.

Qiao Yu hung up the phone in such a hurry that Sang Ning, who wanted to tell her that she was pregnant, didn't have time to tell her.

knock --

"Miss Sang, it's time to eat."

Uncle Wang knocked on the door and told her to go down to eat.

When Sang Ning came out, Uncle Wang was still there, "I'll help you down."

The corner of Sang Ning's mouth twitched, and she refused helplessly, "Uncle Wang, I'm just pregnant, so I don't need to be so cautious."

It made her terrified.

Uncle Wang smiled slightly and staggered away.

Although he didn't need to support her, he was always by her side, protecting her carefully.

Sang Ning went down the stairs and asked Uncle Wang, "Did Xun Wei ask you to do it?"

Uncle Wang smiled: "Second Young Master is also worried about you."

Sang Ning thinks of the butler's quotations in Ba Zong's world inappropriately: I haven't seen the young master treat any girl so well!

In the next second, I heard Uncle Wang say: "Second Young Master, you have a child, and I don't know when Eldest Young Master will have someone he likes."

"..." Sang Ning.

Uh~ It seems that people with multiple children in the family are like this. If you mention this, you will deduct the other one.

Well, it's normal.

"Come and eat." Ji Boliang called.

Sang Ning was surprised when she saw the colors on the table: "Is it all my favorite food?"

The dishes on the table are all her favorites.

Xun Wei also cooks, but they haven't lived together for too long, and she doesn't talk about many of her favorite foods, so he hasn't researched them yet.

The dishes on the table are all her favorites and Uncle Wang doesn't know about them.

Uncle Wang explained: "Mr. Ji did all these with his own hands. I will help."

Uncle Wang praised Ji Boliang who can cook, "Mr. Ji is just like the second youngest of my family. He is a very capable young man. Whoever marries Mr. Ji in the future will be blessed."

Hearing Uncle Wang's praise, Ji Boliang looked at Sang Ning.

Uncle Wang, who is very satisfied with a guy like Ji Boliang who can cook, was taken aback for a moment, and then became nervous.

Mr. Ji has taken a fancy to Miss Sang?
How can it work?

Miss Sang belongs to my young master.

Uncle Wang stepped forward to block Ji Boliang's sight, and helped Sang Ning move the chair, "Miss Sang, sit down. Eat while it's hot."

Sang Ning was already moved.

Sit down according to the words, "Uncle Wang, Brother Bo Liang, please sit down and eat together."

Sang Ning was eating when a chopstick of spicy chicken went into her bowl.

She raised her head and met Ji Boliang's eyes.

The former is confused, while the latter has a smile in his eyes.

Ji Boliang said, "This is what you like to eat."

Sang Ning: "...Thank you."

Spicy chicken was her favorite food before, did Ji Boliang know?
Did his brother tell him?
Ji Boliang explained belatedly: "When your brother used to be with me, he often talked about some of your hobbies. There were too many times, so I just remembered."

Sang Ning nodded, this is also possible.

In the eyes of people who don't know him well, he is a cold-blooded brother, but if he has been with people he knows for a long time, he is a chatterbox.It's normal for my brother to tell Ji Boliang.

The spicy chicken entered the mouth, and the familiar taste hit, and Sang Ning's tears came out instantly.

Seeing her tears, Ji Boliang and Uncle Wang panicked.

Uncle Wang was at a loss for what to do, "Miss Sang, what's wrong with you? Is this dish not delicious?"

Ji Boliang suspected that Uncle Wang deliberately discredited his cooking skills, and he still had evidence.

Sang Ning shook her head crying and laughing, "After eating this dish, I suddenly thought of the family members who passed away. I'm fine now."

Ji Boliang's hand supporting Sang Ning froze severely.

Although he retracted quickly, Sang Ning felt his stiffness for the first time.

With the sudden return to the country, the invisible closeness, some small movements and habits, and now with cooking skills, Sang Ning didn't know whether to believe the guess in her heart.

"Sang Jin." Sang Ning suddenly called out the name of her dead brother.

Next to Ji Boliang's 'to' blurted out.

For a moment, Sang Ning and Uncle Wang's eyes fell on Ji Boliang who was belatedly aware of it.

The latter only felt chills all over his body, and belatedly defended himself... No, explain, "I said that I reported to your brother back then, and I got used to it. Do you believe it?"

Sang Ning looked away silently, neither saying she believed it nor saying she didn't believe it.

Ji Boliang secretly looked at Sang Ning nervously, she was eating the spicy chicken without saying a word, mouthful after mouthful.

Weep while eating.

Ji Boliang's heart ached so badly that he turned around anxiously: "Don't cry, okay? I won't make you food in the future, okay?"

He would rather Sang Ning be cruel and not remember at all, than live in the past forever.

Uncle Wang was anxious to call Xun Wei.

Sang Ning stopped him, took out a tissue to wake up the snot from the hot pepper, and explained in a rather speechless tone: "What are you thinking? My eyes are just hot from the pepper."

Uncle Wang and Ji Boliang: "??? Really?"

Why do they think this is not worth believing?
Sang Ning unceremoniously gave them a pair of big eyes, and continued to eat.

Xun Wei cooked nutritious and light dishes for her, which she thought were delicious.

Now after eating the spicy chicken made by Ji Boliang, she found that she really loves this kind of dish with emphasis on taste.

When Xun Wei came back, she ordered the menu with him.

Cry if you don't give it.

Uncle Wang and Ji Boliang were relieved to see that she was so delicious that she cried instead of being sad.

But is it really that delicious?
This idea came up at the same time in two days, and we picked up chopsticks and started eating together.

After eating, I thought: the taste is just like this!
Sang Ning's stomach is different from theirs?