Dirty Games

She had no confidence in him and between them. She always had an attitude of irreconcilability.

Even if she had him in her heart, she was still doubting their fate and felt that they had been doomed for a long time.

She drooped her eyes, the light in her white face painted a shadow, "for us, we did not think too much, everything goes with it."

He sighed and knew she would say that.

"Fool Meng, where are you going? I'll take you with me. I won't let you leave me again, and you don't want to have this illusion." He said with great firmness.

She said with a faint smile, "how can you leave Longcheng with heavy responsibilities?"

"You don't have to worry about that. I'll be able to separate myself." He said with a slight smile.

"Yes, you are the great devil. There is nothing you can't do." She changed her tone of mockery.

He took the opportunity to get attached and kiss her on the lip.

Every day when he went out from here, he felt lonely like a shadow. He hated the damned feeling. He really hoped that there would be magic to make the two become one, so that they would never separate again.

"Fool Meng, I remember you said you like Provence before. In the future, we'll buy a vineyard in Provence, and in summer, we'll take our children on holiday, OK?" His whispering voice is gentle like the evening wind.

There seemed to be a charming vineyard in front of her, surrounded by purple lavender fields.

Lying quietly in the flower field, bathed in the warm sunshine, don't want anything, empty your mind, it must be a wonderful feeling.

"I wish I had this day." She said to herself.

"There will be, believe me." He said solemnly and firmly.

Nobody wants to cut them off.

……

The next day, Jing Xiaomeng sent the children to her mother and went to the company.

Du Chengfeng is here. They haven't found Du Ruoling.

Jing Xiaomeng seriously suspects that Murong Yanyan has cut off all communication with the outside world, so they can't find her.

Next month is the engagement ceremony, once engaged, the situation will become very complicated.

"Anyway, we have to prepare for the worst." Jing Xiaomeng shrugged his shoulders and said in a solemn voice.

"My mommy is going crazy." Du Chengfeng's eyebrows were thick and frowned.

Jing Xiaomeng thinks that Murong Yanyan has played a big game of chess, which began when she seduced Du Yunsheng.

She made every effort to occupy Du.

This woman's ambition is bigger than Wu Zetian, so she will not give up even if she dies.

"People die for money, birds die for food." She scoffed, "it's time to give Ms. Murong a hard blow, let her know that even if Du Ruoling and Duanmu Tianci get married, it won't help her."

Du Chengfeng thin lips opened a vicious micro arc, "how do you want me to beat her?"

"Du Shao is so smart. Believe me, you know what to do without saying it." She gave a smile.

……

On Wednesday, after work on the ninth day of the new year, I went to the mall, bought toys and some supplements, and went to see Jing Peiyu.

"You child, just come and play. What else do you want to buy? It's very kind of you." Jing Peiyu said with a smile.

"Mrs. Jing, it should be. When I see you, I feel like I see my relatives. It's very kind. " Chujiu said with a smile.

"We are your relatives. We will take this place as our home and come here often." Jing Peiyu said with a smile.

"Well." Nine o'clock in the morning.

Yaya came down from the upstairs, "aunt Jiujiu, you are here."

"Yes, Han Han?" Chu Jiu asked with a smile.

"He's studying upstairs." Yaya said with a smile.

"I bought you toys. Let him come down and play together." Chujiu said with a smile.

"I'll give it to him later. He doesn't like to be disturbed when he is studying." Yaya explained.

"Well." She raised her eyebrows, and an indescribable look flashed through her eyes.

"Ghost" gave her a new task, let her find a way to see Han Han's face, see what he looks like.

She did not understand how the "ghost" was interested in the appearance of a child. Was he not the same as ordinary people, not two eyes, one nose and one mouth?

When Jing Xiaomeng comes back, it's time for dinner.

"Boss, you are really busier than our employees." She giggled.

"If you get a lot of money, there will be more things." Jingxiaomeng said jokingly.

Seeing that Han Han hasn't come down, the ninth day of junior high school said, "Ya Ya, let's go and call Han Han down for dinner. I haven't seen him yet."

"No, on the ninth day of junior high school, Han Han has social barriers and is afraid to meet strangers. I'll ask my mother to deliver the rice to his room later." Jing Xiaomeng said lightly.

The ninth day of junior high school shocked, "social disorder? How could this happen? ""Born." Yaya then said, "my brother should wear a mask or draw a mask when he goes out. Otherwise, he will faint and have convulsions when he is face to face with strangers. It's very scary."

She was deliberately bluffing junior nine.

Nine surprised eyes, she heard of autism, but such a strange disease, or the first time to hear.

"Did you treat him?" She asked.

"He gets professional treatment every weekend." Jing Xiaomeng said in a low voice.

Upstairs, Han Han sneezes in his room. He knows that the people downstairs must be arranging him again.

"Poor boy, I hope he gets better soon." The ninth day of junior high school sighed.

She knew that what the ghost had asked her to do would not be simple.

How could she see the child when she could not see a stranger?

Jing Peiyu took the dishes for the children and served them.

"Don't you come back for dinner?"

Seeing that Fang Xiaomo hasn't come back, he asks on the ninth day of junior high school.

"He has a party today and won't come back for dinner." Jing Peiyu said, and asked her to sit down to dinner.

"Auntie's cooking is delicious." Junior nine ate a piece of sweet and sour sirloin and said with a smile.

"Eat more if you like. You're too thin, even thinner than Xiaomeng in our family. It must be too hard to work. This pigeon soup, you drink more, it's very tonic

"Thank you, Mrs. Jing." Nine point nod, the heart can not help but a little sour.

Jing Peiyu cares more about her than her mother.

From childhood to adulthood, she has never been cared by her parents. What they do most is to direct her to do things.

Every time I called, my mother never asked her how she was doing. She only asked for money.

When she lost her job and didn't have money to send it home, she swore, regardless of her life or death.

"Mother Jing, if only my mother could be like you."

"There is an old Chinese saying that mothers are kind to their children, and their children are filial."

Jing Peiyu sighs. She doesn't want to scold her parents in the ninth grade of junior high school, but such people are not worthy of being parents.

A little sad color from the nine eyes across.

Now her most sad is not "blackmailed" by her parents, but threatened by ghosts.

This time, she didn't know how to finish the task assigned by the ghost.

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