Late Marriage: Warm Wife, Let's Get Married

Lezhu is walking around the floor, walking in this once city. In fact, she doesn't have many beautiful memories to say.

The only ones are related to Lei Aotian. Naturally, it's not worth mentioning. In fact, what anjingxing misses most is the period when she studied in the University. Later, due to the intervention of an Jinmu, her university was only half, although she still doesn't know what to do with her teachers after she gave up her studies halfway.

She really wanted to go back to school, but she always felt that going back would hurt the scene, so she never said it.

When an Jingxing was thinking about these things, Tang qianrong suddenly said, "do you want to go to some places where you lived before? I can drive you. "

Hearing Tang qianrong's words, she suddenly regained her mind and looked at the men around her. All the memories that had happened in Bicheng came out like a flood, including those that the man had put on herself, which were not very good.

The eyebrows could not help screwing together. She shook her head and showed a reluctant smile: "forget it, it's good to walk downstairs. Your identity is so special that it's bad to be stared at by others."

"There are fewer people staring at me in this place than in Los Angeles." Tang qianrong smiled. Qingjun's eyebrows and eyes seemed to become soft at this moment. Looking at Tang qianrong like this, an Jingxing somehow thought of many details he hadn't noticed before.

Those are some big or small things that happened in the days when she was imprisoned, or small details that she didn't notice.

For example, this man once gently and strongly prevented his suicide. This man once listened to his request and took himself to the mall. He gave himself the illusion that he could escape, but finally stopped his mind in another way.

When she was just pregnant, I don't know whether it was his orders or anything else, everyone seemed to become much softer. In the later stage of her pregnancy, she often felt that her legs were swollen, but occasionally when she dreamed back in the middle of the night, she always seemed to see a figure pinching her legs.

At that moment, a lot of things seemed to follow and become clear. An Jingxing's steps were slightly paused and looked at the men around him. For a moment, he was a little excited at the bottom of his heart, but he had some special emotions.

"Tang qianrong, sister-in-law Lin... Who is Lin Xiaohui?" The only elder who once comforted herself in those dark days was the only person she remembered after that time. Later, when she met Lin Xiaohui in Los Angeles, she didn't know that gene was Tang qianrong, so she never thought of Lin Xiaohui and sister-in-law Lin together.

But now she suddenly remembered many things, and the truth connected by many clues became clear.

"Sister Lin and Lin Xiaohui are mother and daughter. Sister Lin is a nanny who has been with me for many years. She is an elder like my mother. I respect her very much." Tang qianrong didn't seem surprised that Anjing guild asked such a question. Even his answer was much more patient than usual. He knew that his smart girl would have many questions to ask himself.