happy ex-wife

Chapter 1955 Screenwriter Gu Minghao ([-])
Xia Ling paused slightly, An's house, she has been there, but An's mother gave her a bad look, after all, she believed in her son even more.

And she didn't understand, shouldn't An's mother be more inclined to people who look exactly like her daughter?

It's a pity that she misjudged the person. If An's father and An's mother were such people, they would not have forgiven Qiao Yaruan so easily, and even recognized Qiao Yaruan as her daughter.

So, after all, she still doesn't understand humans.

"It has nothing to do with you." Xia Ling said, and walked away again.

Qiao Yaruan looked at her leaving footsteps, looked down at the half of her hair in her hand, it seems that it is not difficult to get it, isn't it?
Qiao Yaruan went back after seeing Xia Ling.

While waiting for the elevator, Qiao Yaruan saw the people around her and looked them up and down. She didn't spend much time at home, so she wasn't surprised by strangers.

Qiao Yaruan got into the elevator, pressed the 22nd floor, the man followed in, and pressed the 21st floor.

The man took off his sunglasses, and looked at Qiao Yaruan with a smile in his beautiful peach eyes.

Qiao Yaruan frowned, subconsciously took a step back.

"What Mrs. Feng did is so obvious, but it's a little hurtful." The man said while clutching his chest.

"Is it impolite for you to look at other people's eyes?" Qiao Yaruan made a sharp sound and looked to one side, but felt something was wrong again, and turned to look at him, "Do you know me?"

"Who doesn't know the mother of Feng Yingdi's child?" The man shrugged, taking it for granted.

Qiao Yaruan was dubious, who didn't know that the mother of Feng Yingdi's child even said that she didn't know Feng Feng?
"Hello, my name is Gu Minghao. I'm new here, and I live on the 21st floor." The man stretched out his hand politely.

Qiao Yaruan looked down, but didn't reach out to hold it, but just nodded her head.

The man sighed, "It's really cold."

When we arrived at the 21st floor, Gu Minghao smiled and got out of the elevator, "See you next time."

Qiao Yaruan snorted, and didn't plan to see him next time, as she wasn't that familiar with him.

After returning home, Qiao Yaruan told Shui Anluo about it.

Shui Anluo was originally studying acupuncture books, and when she heard her words, she asked, "On the 21st floor, what kind of romance scriptwriter is that?"

"I don't know what to do?" Qiao Yaruan said, walked to the table in the restaurant, picked up the kettle and poured water, "What's your name, Gu Minghao, with a pair of peach blossom eyes, you don't look like a good person at first sight."

With peach blossom eyes and a pretty boyish face, Shui Anluo clicked her tongue, that's right, she was the one she saw this morning.

Gu Minghao, this name is somewhat familiar.

Shui Anluo bit her pen and thought about it, but she couldn't think of anything.

Qiao Yaruan came over after drinking the water, and threw a transparent bag to Shui Anluo. Shui Anluo reached out to catch it. There was only a hair about the length of an index finger in it, which should have been cut off at the tip.

"The woman was so cautious that there was not even a drop of coffee left, and the cup was wiped clean from the inside to the outside with a paper towel, and the paper towel was taken away. I took some effort to get this." Qiao Yaruan in Shui'an Sitting next to Luo, he spoke.

Shui Anluo raised her eyebrows, still looking at the beautiful hair, "They are not stupid, they naturally know how to be careful, they dared to release Xia Ling, they must have made complete preparations."

Qiao Yaruan pursed her lips and did not express her opinion.

"Hey, I just watched your man's new film launch, not to mention standing with Zhao Wanwan, it looks good." Shui Anluo said with a smile.

(End of this chapter)