Dirty Games

And that kid. Who's that kid?

How could he be associated with the accident?

A series of puzzles made her dizzy, too much brain energy.

And mother chose to be silent.

She didn't understand what she wanted to hide.

Is she trying to hide her own secret, her daughter's secret, or the fourth mystery man's secret?

Jing Xiaomeng's mood is very complicated. After reading the following table, she stood up and said, "I should go, aunt mo."

Xia yingmo patted her hand, "Xiaomeng, the only person we can count on is you. I know you don't need Du, but Du needs you, I need you, and your brother needs you more."

"Aunt Mo, don't worry about it. As long as Murong Yanyan is alive, I will always guard Du's family and prevent her from having a chance to turn over." Jing Xiaomeng said categorically.

When she returned to her apartment, Lu Haoyang had already arrived.

"Where have you been?" He asked.

"I went to Aunt Mo's house." She said lightly.

"Still struggling with your mother's secret?" Lu Haoyang raises eyebrows.

"Just ask casually. I've thought about it. Don't you often say curiosity kills cats? It's not a good thing I'm too curious, is it? " Her light smile, with a bit of cloud and breeze light meaning.

"Let it be. When it's time to say it, your mother will say it." Lu Haoyang hugged her shoulder and comforted him.

She thought so, as long as the secret didn't make her too surprised and unbearable.

"Since I was young, I feel that I am a very ordinary person. Like all ordinary people, I have the most ordinary life. Find a job to support yourself. It seems to be perfect to marry a husband who can love my family and have a lovely child. I really didn't expect that there would be a day when the loser would attack, and even less, my mother was still a very complicated person. "

She stopped and looked at him. "If I hadn't met you, nothing would have happened. Although my mother had hate in her heart, when she took us out of Longcheng, she suppressed her hatred and wanted to protect us and lead us to ordinary people's lives. But to marry you and become the mistress of the Lu family gives hope for revenge and gives her mother a new fighting spirit. "

Lu Haoyang gently stroked her head, as if in coaxing a child, "since these things are due to me, it seems that I have to be responsible."

"Of course, you have to take care of it." She pouted in a coquettish manner, as if she were coquettish with him.

A water like tenderness across his eyes, he slightly leaned over and kissed her lips, "even if you don't let me be responsible, I will be responsible in the end, who let you be my wife."

"Former wife, present ex-wife." She spat out her tongue with some mischievous banter.

"With or without that piece of paper, you are my wife. My recognition is much more important than that paper." His thin lips parted a charming smile.

"This is the difference between law and fact, but the law is more reliable than the fact after all, and people's heart will eventually change. Only with the restriction of law can marriage be guaranteed. It's like the queen and concubine in the palace in ancient times. The Queen's mother is in the world, but many are not favored. The imperial concubine was deeply loved by the emperor, but always tended to be inferior to the queen and respected the queen. Therefore, the marriage certificate is still very important. If it is not important, those concubines and concubines will not try their best to get rid of the principal position. "

She said a lot and a long speech.

To be honest, from the bottom of her heart, she still cares about Lu Haoyang's divorce, even if he has to. This is like a thorn into the heart, do not touch, can not pain, a touch, or very uncomfortable.

Lu Haoyang could not hear the trace of bitterness in her tone and sighed gently.

"Fool Meng, my wife's position is always reserved for you, no one can occupy it."

"Who knows, it depends on whether we have a reunion. If there is no fate, I will become someone else's wife. " She curled her lips and said deliberately.

"Again, do you want to be with Qin junran?" There was a slight frown and a trace of displeasure.

"There are more people chasing me. I am the most valuable woman in Longcheng." She wrinkled her nose and said smugly.

"Stupid woman, you're starting to inflate yourself." He flicked her forehead.

"I'm telling you the truth, although I'm a married woman with children, I'm still very popular. After all, I'm still young and beautiful. " She was heartless with laughter.

"If you are my woman, you can't expect to marry someone else." He picked up her chin and gave her a severe kiss on the lips as a punishment.

"The great devil is tyrannical and inhumane." She spat out her tongue.

"You have to be a little bossy when dealing with a half hearted woman like you." As soon as he picked her up, he went to the room. For a woman who was not good, he had to adjust and teach her well until she became good.The next day, in the half moon, Qin junran came.

He has just returned from Italy after attending Milan fashion week.

"Xiaomeng, this is for you." He gave her a big gift box and opened it. Inside was an evening dress.

He designed it for her.

"It's beautiful. Thank you, junran." She gave a smile.

"When I was in Milan, I suddenly got inspiration and drew a design drawing. After I went back, I made this skirt." He said with a slight smile.

"Mommy, please go and try it. I like to see you wear daddy's skirt best." Yaya said happily.

Jing Xiaomeng goes to the room, puts on her skirt and walks down.

No matter how many clothes she buys, no matter how many designers she has designed for her.

Qin junran's design is always the most suitable for her.

"It's so beautiful. Mommy will become the most beautiful woman in the world when she wears the clothes made by daddy." Yaya clapped her little hand and said.

"Mommy is the most beautiful woman in the world without the clothes made by daddy." Qin junran said with a smile.

In his eyes, Jing Xiaomeng is his most perfect model, no one can replace him.

Jing Xiaomeng took a look in front of the mirror and went upstairs to change her skirt.

Qin junran followed her.

When she came to the door of the room, he suddenly rushed forward and put his arms around her from behind.

This action scared her a big jump, violent shake next.

"Jun ran." She broke off his hand and tried to break free.

But he didn't relax. "Xiaomeng, don't move. Can I hold it? I miss you so much. "

"Junran..." Her heart felt as if she had been pricked.

She felt so guilty, so sorry.

In this life, she is the most sorry person.

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