Madam, president loves you secrectly

"If you want to apologize, you have to apologize to me in person."

Yao Yushu was stunned by her calmness. People began to become cheerful because of her illness.

Song Manxi seemed to see what she was thinking. He turned around and said with a smile, "aunt, I know what you're thinking. I just think this disease has made me think a lot of things."

"Although at the beginning, people were really confused. They couldn't think of some things and thought that the world was so chaotic. But later, I thought again. Since I couldn't think of it, I might as well let it go."

"Some things, when you should know, will naturally know. It's useless to force what you shouldn't have."

Yao Yushu listened to her head and did not know whether to be happy or sad.

"You make aunt really sad."

Song Manxi picked his eyebrow: "for brother Junxiao?"

Yao Yushu sighed without a positive answer.

But song Manxi smiled: "don't worry, aunt, brother Junxiao will come back, because, anyway, you are still here."

Aunt Yao was so kind to him. At that time, she still misunderstood that brother Junxiao was because of Grandpa Jun, and she didn't like aunt Yao and brother Junlin.

I've thought about it many times. If only it hadn't happened.

But later, he found out that he was targeting brother Yanchen from the beginning. Later, he felt that he really got what he wanted.

"Brother Junxiao will not be the kind of person who ruthlessly cuts off all family affection."

Her relief made Yao Yushu feel relieved.

"Alas, speaking of it, I'm really old. My state of mind now can't compare with sissy's broadness."

"Who said, aunt's mood is much better than mine. After all, I was angry at the beginning."

Song Manxi held their hands and waited outside the parking line.

"Then when ah Xiao comes back, I will tie him in front of you, and then let him sincerely apologize to you, and then let you deal with it."

Song Manxi tooted his mouth and whispered, "you'd better kneel down and sing to me again."

"What?"

"Well, no... cough. No."

conquer?

Kill Junxiao and he won't sing.

Song Qianqian was wearing a big pair of sunglasses, a long brown windbreaker, jeans and white canvas shoes.

Calling Yang Ying, I've been waiting.

"Sister Ying, why haven't you arrived yet?"

Yang Ying also blocked the Lake Road: "shallow, I blocked it. Now I'm still on the lake road. It's the rush hour. There was another car accident ahead. The police pulled the cordon and closed the road. I think I'll probably have time to catch up."

"Well, why don't you drive yourself?"

A gust of wind blew the hair in front of song Qianqian's forehead. She reached out and stroked: "I'm rusty because I don't drive recently."

While she was talking, her eyes turned, but she saw two Land Rover cars coming slowly not far away.

The eyes suddenly tightened.

But also unconsciously lowered.

Finally, it was a little bitter, but he could only sigh. Then he opened his mouth and said to the other party, "sister Ying, I'm sorry, you don't seem to have to come. Someone came to pick it up."

Yes, someone came to pick it up. It was the last person she wanted to see.

Then he cut off the communication and didn't look at the two cars parked in front of him.

Instead, he turned around and followed the crowd: "uncle, aunt, aunt, my agent is blocked on the road, but it seems that we don't have to worry. Junlin is coming."