Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

"I have heard a little before, are you an illegitimate daughter of the Song family?" and Mrs. Er looked at Song Worry.

Song nodded nodded. "Well, my dad is playing outside, there is me."

"Can you take the liberty to ask, what about your mother?"

Song Wuxi elegantly took a sip of tea, "I died when I was five years old."

Mrs. Seoul lamented: "You look so beautiful, your mother must be very beautiful, and leave at a young age, it's a pity."

Song Wuyou smiled lightly.

Mrs. Seoul looked at Song Wushou. "What is your mother's name?"

"Yang Xiaolan."

When Mrs. Er’s wife heard it, her hand swayed and the tea in her hand was almost shaken out.

Song Wu worry did not notice the difference between Mrs. and Mrs.

Mrs. Er’s heart, I’ve had an earthquake.

Coveted, looking at the tea in the cup in her hand, long eyelashes, covering the shock of her eyes.

She is really the daughter of Yang Xiaolan -

Mrs. Er is very keen to stay in Song Worry for dinner.

However, Song Wushou received a phone call from Villa Lai, who was called by the nurse who was hired by Gu Yu, and urged her to go back to dinner.

Mrs. Seoul was not reluctant to send her out of the villa.

The car that saw Song’s worry-free car gradually drifted away, and the smile that Mrs. Er’s hang on his face gradually receded. Instead, it was a deep sadness...

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Land Rover runs steadily on the road.

This is a highway on the mountainside, straight through the palace-like villa of Cheng Jianping.

The villa area is remote, but the environment is beautiful, the mountains are beautiful, and the birds are fragrant.

"Miss, I didn't expect Mrs. Er to be so beautiful." Xu Jing, who was driving the Land Rover, was a little excited.

Song Wu worry is not high, "take a good car."

"Okay." Xu Jing smiled and said: "I am still driving this car for the first time. It feels really different."

"..."

"I haven’t had any feelings about driving such a good car before. I think it’s all cars and transportation tools. Now I finally understand why they didn’t want to open the public when they opened BMW.”

"Some tired." Song Wuyou leaned on the seat, and it was an hour from here to return to the villa. She planned to close her eyes and rest.

At this time, the phone in the bag rang.

Take it out and look at it.

Song Wu worry connected.

"Is still in the house of Mrs. Seoul?" Through the phone, Song Wuzhe felt that Gu Yu’s voice was even more pleasing.

"Go back, on the road."

"Go back and have a good meal."

"Know, don't treat me as a child."

"Song has no worries." The other party, suddenly and deeply called her name.

Song Wu worry raised his eyebrows: "Well?"

"I miss you very much."

"...!!!"

Three words, like a hammer, screamed at Song Worry, and shocked her whole person.

“Have you heard me talking?” Waiting for Song’s worry-free response, the other’s tone seemed a little annoyed.

"hiss--"

"what……"

Sudden brakes, let the unsuspecting Song worries go forward.

The forehead slammed into the front windshield, and it hurt her head to "snap".

The phone in hand is dropped in the car.

She resisted the pain of her forehead and the discomfort of centrifugation. She frowned and looked at Xu Jing: "What happened?"

"Song Worry?!" Gu Yu in the British hotel suddenly heard the phone ringing awkward brakes and screams, he stunned and stood up from the bathroom.

When he arrived in the UK, he handled the work and went back to the hotel to take a shower. In a foreign country, I miss Song Worry.

"Miss, there is a car in front of it blocking the way."