His Long Love

When Ji Yao saw the photo, his expression on his face became unnatural. "My sister and I have always had a good relationship..."

Meng Qingge sneered, "relationship has always been good, good to bed?"

Ji Yao's face is more flustered, but he still has to be tough. How can such a thing be admitted! So he opened his mouth with dignity, "Meng Qingge! How can you frame me and Mengyao like that

"Frame up?" Meng Qingge sneered again, with sarcasm, "Ji Yao, you really don't see the coffin, you don't cry!"

So Meng Qingge turned the chat record down, turned to an audio file, opened, and a woman's voice came from the mobile phone.

Ji Yao was very sensitive to women's calls, so as soon as I heard it, I knew it was Ji Mengyao's call. What's more, there was his voice behind him.

"I can't imagine you're doing that not only with your foster mother, but also with your sister." Meng Qingge's mouth hook, face with a full of irony, "is really, very capable."

A pun.

Ji Yao had no excuse to look for and no reason to look for. He had to sit on the sofa and smoke fiercely. He knew that Meng Qingge would not forgive him this time.

Meng Qingge finished packing things and left with her suitcase. When she left, she put the key of the apartment on the tea table, which meant that she would not come back.

The private villa of Ji Wanzhou.

Meng Qingge returns to the master bedroom on the third floor. Dr. Li is giving Xu Xiaohui acupuncture and moxibustion. Seeing Meng Qingge come in, he nods, saying hello.

Xu Xiaohui seemed to be asleep, very quiet.

After putting in the needle, Dr. Li goes out. Meng Qingge follows and asks Xu Xiaohui about her condition.

Xu Xiaohui is not only mentally retarded, but also mentally retarded.

Meng Qingge was surprised and asked the reason. Dr. Li said that there are many reasons for inducing neurosis, which is not easy to say.

No wonder, no wonder Ji Wanzhou said to follow Xu Xiaohui's meaning and not to stimulate her.

"Is there any hope of recovery?" Meng Qingge frowned and asked.

"This neurological damage is irreversible." Dr. Li helped his glasses. "The best treatment is to keep the status quo and not let the disease worsen."

After pulling out the needle, Dr. Li added some precautions and left.

In order to better take care of her mother, Meng Qingge decides to move back to Ji Wanzhou's villa. It's not that she wants to live here, but Xu Xiaohui only lives here and doesn't go anywhere.

It was a peaceful week. This week, Ji Wanzhou went out early and came back late every day. He didn't have time to play Meng Qingge. Meng Qingge was very comfortable.

Until one day, Xu Xiaohui found their marriage certificates in the bedside table of the master bedroom on the second floor, so she called Meng Qingge and Ji Wanzhou and told them to go home immediately!

When the two of them came back together, Xu Xiaohui was already sitting on the sofa in the hall waiting for them.

"What's going on?" Xu Xiaohui held their marriage certificates in her hand, pointed to them angrily, then looked at Ji Wanzhou and asked, "are you Ji Wanzhou?"

Meng Qingge saw the marriage certificate in Xu Xiaohui's hand. Her face sank and she glanced at Ji Wanzhou displeasantly. How could this kind of thing not be put away!

"Yes." Ji Wanzhou replied.

"Then why lie to me that you are Ji Yao?" Xu Xiaohui frowned and asked.

"You took me for him at first sight." Season evening boat light ground opened a mouth, "I explained, but you don't believe."

Xu Xiaohui frowned again, didn't she? Why doesn't she remember? Then he put his eyes on his daughter, "Qing'er, you said, isn't your boyfriend Ji Yao? How did you get married with Ji Wanzhou?"

Meng Qingge, of course, couldn't tell her the whole story. She had to be brief and to the point, "broke up with Ji Yao and married Ji Wanzhou."

Xu Xiaohui was skeptical, but she still believed it. That's good. She thought her daughter had stepped on two boats and scared her. "When will the wedding be held?"