Diamond Wedding: Exclusive possession of mystery wife

One silver and one black, two luxury cars drove into Shijin Haoting one after another.

Mo Xiao watched the silver sports car disappear into the field of vision, and his thin lips closed tightly.

For a moment, the car stopped.

"Lord, here we are!"

Ning Feng gets out of the car, goes around to the other side and opens the door.

Mo Xiao returned to his senses, collected the pain from the bottom of his eyes, and lifted his feet to get off the bus.

Ning Feng and Xing Sen followed him into the house and didn't come back all year round. There was some dust in every corner of the house.

Xing Sen opened all the windows downstairs to ventilate the house.

Mo Xiao had no time to consider the mess and went straight upstairs.

"Where's the Lord?"

Xing Sen came out of the kitchen and looked at the living room, but he didn't see Mo Xiao's figure.

Ning Feng pointed to the upstairs. Before he opened his mouth, he heard a falling door.

Xing Sen scratched his head and looked at him helplessly, "what should we do now? Why don't we persuade the Lord?"

Ning Feng looked at him with a strong dislike, "if you want to go by yourself, I don't have the ability to persuade the Lord."

No one can persuade you to hurt your feelings.

"What about that?" Xing Sen asked.

Ning Feng shrugged and said, "first find someone to clean here. It's estimated that we'll stay in the capital for a long time this time. Should we go back to country m for a while and a half?"

Xing Sen nodded.

"I'll deal with the documents in country M. Lord, you should watch more." he continued.

Lord, with such a dejected look, it is estimated that he will not deal with the affairs of country m for a long time. He can only bear it for the time being.

Xing Sen, "I see."

Ning Feng turned his head and looked upstairs and sighed.

When is the storm coming to an end.

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It was getting dark, and the stars dotted the night sky.

After dinner, Jian Qing sat in the living room for a long time. Quan Jingwu quietly accompanied her. The iron arm protected her and let her lean against her.

For a long time, Jane moved. She took her mobile phone and flashed a touch of firmness at the bottom of her eyes.

"Think about it, huh?" Quan Jingwu looked at her with low eyes and asked in a low voice.

She nodded gently. If it hadn't happened in the morning, she might not have told Lolo everything so soon.

Now, she thought, Lolo also has the right to know about it.

She got up, took her cell phone and went out of the yard.

Quan Jingwu didn't follow. He sat on the sofa and looked at her back. There were shallow ripples in his eyes.

Outside the courtyard, early winter is approaching, and the beautiful flowers and bones wither.

The air is cold and depressed.

Jane Qing leaned against the big pillar and dialed old man Jane.

At the other end of the phone, it rang twice and was connected.

"Grandpa!" she whispered.

In that compartment, I heard Jane Qing's voice, and old man Jane's hearty voice with an irrecoverable smile, "Xiaoqing, why do you think of calling me at this time?"

Jane Qing's eyes flashed slightly, "Grandpa, is Lolo at home?"

"Smelly boy came back yesterday, and now he's playing chess with me." old man Jane laughed, and then ordered his mobile phone to be played out.

On one side, Jane Lo turned her eyes very gracefully when she heard what he said.

Make complaints about him when he is in the face.

"Elder sister, grandpa has been repenting. Please talk about him." he bumped into his mobile phone.

Old man Jane was so angry that he warped his beard. "You smelly boy, do you always respect the old and love the young?"

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If he doesn't know how to respect the old, can he make him regret his chess all morning?

Thanks to his good temper.

Someone else would lift the table in minutes.

Jane Qing listened quietly, and the corners of her lips couldn't get a smile.

"Elder sister, do you have something on your mind?" Jane Luo threw the chess pieces back into the chess box and asked in a warm voice.

There is no telepathy, but the dragon and Phoenix fetus is more or less tacit.

After a moment of silence, Jianqing said, "Grandpa, there's something I want to ask."

Her tone of voice was rarely serious, which made old man Jane and Jane Lowe nervous.

"Grandpa, did my mother like anyone before she died?"

Suddenly mentioned Jane Wei, old man Jane was stunned, "what, what?"

Who do you like?

"Grandpa, think about it carefully. Did my mother tell you that she liked someone?" she repeated patiently.

Without thinking, old man Jane replied firmly, "No."

His baby daughter, if there is someone they like, how can they not know.

She pursed her red lips and said, "really not?"

"Xiaoqing'er, have you found anything?" said old man Jane. "There have always been many suitors around Wei'er, but none of them fit her eyes, and she hasn't mentioned to me that she has a favorite in her heart..."

In the middle of his words, he paused, "but when Vera went to hunt down the escaped fish of the organization, she once told me that she would surprise me and your grandmother when she came back."

Was it at that time that some bastard came into his family's eyes?

Jane opened her eyebrows and slowly said, "Grandpa, I have something to tell you next."

Hearing the speech, old man Jane and Jane Luo looked at each other, and their hearts sank.

The faint light of the bright moon flickered in the courtyard, and the cool wind blew and disordered Jane's hair.

Her voice calmly described what had happened in the past two days, almost without a word. At the other end of the phone, Jane's father and Jane Lowe had already fallen into rigidity.

For a long time, the voice stopped, and there was only a faint breath left in the phone.

Jane Luo clenched her fists, her warm eyes were not half smiling, and her beautiful and handsome face was stained with a bit of haze.

At the moment, his mood is very complicated.

He knew that his elder sister had said so. That must be the truth.

However, he never thought that Anzhe was the father of their sister and brother. More importantly, there was an unknown relationship between Anzhe and his mother.

"Sister, has he really fallen in love with his mother?" he asked hoarsely.

After pondering for a moment, Jane Qingyou vomited, "Mom's smile looks very happy in the picture."

That kind of happiness is not on the surface, but from the heart.

Jane Lowe was silent.

When the man heard the news of his mother's death, he was so sad that he vomited blood. How deep emotion can he do that.

But why is he the one who settled down?

After wandering around, they still have something to do with settling down.

"Xiaoqing'er, what are you going to do?" old man Jane breathed heavily and asked in a deep voice.

Even if the man had a history with their family Wei'er, so what? The an family killed his family Wei'er, asked their husband and wife with white hair to send black hair, asked his wife to wash her face with tears every day, and finally died depressed. They also let Xiao Qing'er and luo'er lose their mother since childhood. He wanted to get back what Jian Qing said.