Madam, president loves you secrectly

Every day I indulge in the bar and feel that only wine can make me a little angry. At that time, the assistant didn't persuade him. If he couldn't endure, he went to find him. Instead of waiting to die, he might as well find someone.

However, he threw all the red wine on the spot, rejected the assistant's proposal and kicked people out.

After what? What are you looking for? Others didn't take him seriously. He went up eagerly, and others couldn't tell how to look down on him.

He delivered his sincerity, and what he got back was her betrayal and injury, which even her children couldn't protect.

He openly agreed to his crazy mistress's proposal, but secretly he was planning to leave all the time. There was no truth to him.

Enough, really enough.

He has had enough of this hypocrisy.

After a month, Jun Xiao and song Manxi came to see him. He looked at the hands they held tightly in front of him and didn't say much.

But that time, song Manxi not only came to see him with Jun Xiao, but also brought a lot of gift boxes. To be exact, those are the things he once gave song Qianqian.

When he was young and his mind was hazy, he would always deliberately cover up, so he would give song Manxi a share and her share. Every time he gave her a share, it was different.

"Brother Junxiao and I are going to live here. When the child is born, my mother is going to m country. Aunt Yao is here, and my mother will be relieved. So they cleaned up their house. I found it in the underground warehouse."

Song Manxi looked at the gift box in front of her. She didn't know what to say. She had one of them. Naturally, she was familiar with them: "I thought my sister took them to the University at that time, so she couldn't see them. Unexpectedly, she threw these things into the warehouse."

This is really decisive and hurtful.

Junlin always thought that her feelings changed later, but she didn't expect that it was like this from the beginning. She had been acting to deceive him, but he was too deep into the play, indulged in the abyss of love and ignored her hypocrisy.

King's landing pulled the corners of his mouth and answered a word indifferently: "Oh."

It turned out that she had already thrown his mind like garbage into the dark underground warehouse. This is really... It makes people laugh at themselves.

"Brother Junlin, my sister's personality, I know that she has been a very sensible person since childhood. Even if the things sent by her elders or relatives are no longer valuable, she will cherish them." Song Manxi was held by Jun Xiao, and her words were a little harsh.

"What do you want to say?" Junlin's face was not very good, and his long-term drinking made him pale. "You want to say that she didn't want to see me early in the morning. I know, I knew it long ago."

The second half of the sentence is light.

"No." Song Manxi denied, "my sister treats others like this. Why is the contrast so great when she comes to brother Junlin? Didn't brother Junlin think about it? Why did she do that?"

Junlin raised his eyes and mocked himself: "maybe she doesn't like me. Or, she is born to hate me. She is so shallow, her eyes are so high and her heart is so poisonous. Who knows?"

His unconcerned attitude made song Manxi almost break his kung fu, but due to the presence of Jun Xiao and her pregnancy, she tried her best to control her mood.

"Brother Junlin, can you wait until you see this picture?" Song Manxi took out a picture from his bag and put it in front of him.

Junlin looked at it with low eyes. The pixels were a little fuzzy, and there were four people standing in a line in the photos for some years. Their faces were inexplicably familiar.

One is Junxiao's mother and father. It should be the scene of youth's first love. They are looking at each other very shyly. The other two are the father of King's landing.

Beside him stood a woman with elegant long skirt, long hair, shallow smile and eyebrows, which was three-thirds similar to song Qianqian. Junlin's face suddenly sank down and sat straight.

"I found this photo from the bottom of those gift boxes when I was sorting it out." Song Manxi softly explained, "brother Junlin, uncle's eyes are very clear. The woman he looked at gently is my sister's mother and my aunt."

Her aunt, Junxiao's brother's mother's sister, means that the two of them were not together at last. The girl chose another lover. Maybe the girl didn't love uncle Jun at all.

Junlin's eyelashes trembled. He raised his head with sharp eyes and cold tone: "what do you want to say?"

Song Manxi felt that if he hadn't been used to it, he would have been frozen by his chilling eyes.

Jun Xiao took her back and took her words: "that is, uncle, he loves him but can't."

King's landing raised his head and pulled out a self mocking and ironic smile: "ah Xiao, you're hiding me. My father once asked her mother but couldn't. now I'm doing it again, asking her but couldn't, right?"

Jun Xiao just glanced at him and said to himself, "sister Qianqian's parents had an accident when they were traveling with her when she was eight years old."

“……”

The atmosphere suddenly repressed.

"It was a car accident." Jun Xiao said firmly. "After the car accident, she was depressed and autistic for a long time. Until song Qianyue was renamed song Qianqian. When no one called her yue'er, she gradually got better."

At that time, after hearing these words, Junlin missed a beat by pressing his temple.

It turned out that she didn't like others calling her yue'er. But he liked to call her that. It turned out that every time, he put a knife in her heart.

"So, you tell me this to make me sympathize with her a little more and don't care?" Junlin sneered twice. "That's really enough. If you two just come and tell me these things that are out of tune today, please come back. I don't have time to pay attention to you."

On one side, song Manxi stopped for a while and said, "so, does brother Junlin remember how Uncle Jun died?"

How did you die? His memory is a little vague. He can't remember clearly. He was vaguely told by others that when he was on a business trip in country j, he crashed with people and killed himself in cross-country races. His father's impression is not deep, and his feelings are not deep.

King's landing didn't speak.

"Brother Junlin, do you remember? Why do you remember that there is a month in your sister's name? Will you remember that you like rose flowers and your sister?"

Junlin recalled, and the memory pulled to the deepest place: "of course I remember. She told me that when she was very young, there was a pattern of rose flowers on the white skirt she was wearing. Probably when she went to your house to play."

"No," Song Manxi denied, "not in my house."