Rebirth of Love: black-hearted Wife is superior

Master Li is not in the mood to listen. He interrupts for a second.

"Yes, sir."

Although Uncle Wang was worried, he did not dare to neglect him. He clapped his hands again and said, "put away all the breakfast."

Standing on one side, the servant and servant nodded politely and went up to the kitchen, carrying them back to the kitchen.

Uncle Wang was about to help master Li stand up, but he refused and said, "you're busy with your business. I'll go to the backyard first."

"Yes, Master Li."

Uncle Wang is still not at ease behind Master Li. He is looking at Master Li walking with a crutch in his hand and going to the backyard.

Walking to the backyard, you can see that every Begonia tree is sprouting. Master Li is looking at it with sad eyes. After a long sigh, he says, "it seems that I really can't control them."

"Don't be sad, master."

Uncle Wang comforted and said, "Li Da Shao and Li Er Shao are no longer children. When they grow up, they have something to do. The master should be relieved."

"I'm worried about the relationship between the girl and Lao Han?"

Master Li turned his eyes to Uncle Wang and said with a faint smile, "but I can see that Lao Han doesn't like girls very much. I don't know what Lao Han is thinking. I don't know why he doesn't like girls."

"You say that's so. What should we do?"

Uncle Wang knows something about it before. What Master Li is worried about recently is that there is no progress in the relationship between Li Dashao and miss LAN. Besides, there is an engagement between them. If it goes on like this, if there is no emotional development between them, the engagement will be meaningless.

"Master, why don't we go to the company this afternoon, so that you can go to see Miss Lan's performance with Mr. Li."

Uncle Wang can only think of this method.

"Good idea, good idea."

Master Li listened and said with a smile, "it seems that we are the only ones who can make Lao Han and the girl get closer. If we make progress like this, it will go further, right?"

"Yes."

Uncle Wang nodded.

"Let's do it."

Master Li knocked a few times on the ground with his crutch in his hand, which made him happy.

After a while, Master Li suddenly thought of something and said, "by the way, I have another person to contact. Go in."

"Yes, sir."

They turned and went to the sofa in the main hall. Mr. Li went to the sofa and sat down. There was a small table on one side of the sofa with a telephone on it. Mr. Li reached out and picked up the microphone, pressed the number and dialed.

In the process of getting through soon, Master Li said kindly, "Jimei, you haven't met for many years at Xiangqing's performance performance tonight. It's time to meet."

Uncle Wang, who was standing at one side, was surprised. He seemed to understand something. It turned out that the person the master called was

At the same time, one of the three major brands stands on the first line of the third ring road. Its background is not less than that of the women's Square and the background. Its main style is the strongest, and it has dominated the trend for several times.

In the high-grade office, the layout with gray and white color tone seems to have no vitality and a sense of tranquility.

Sitting on a white European style sofa is a lady who looks like she has good skin care. Her long hair is curled up in the back of her head. She has a light make-up face. She is wearing a new style of black long sleeves with retro flowers. She always keeps a good figure. She is wearing radish pants, which is the favorite of young people.

Originally, it seems that a lady in her forties and fifties is much younger because she knows how to match clothes.

She had a microphone in her hand and her eyes turned red after listening.

At this time, the assistant knocked at the door and said, "Mr. Chen, everyone is here. Can we start the meeting?"

It can be seen that sitting and being called, Mr. Chen kept answering the phone, not listening to the assistant's questions.

The assistant saw that Mr. Chen was answering the phone and didn't listen to her, so he had to wait for Mr. Chen to hang up and ask again.

"Xiang Qing's performance. I'll watch it tonight."

Chen Jimei said, and can't help but add, "I can't meet her yet, just watch her live a good life from a distance."

"Ji Mei, you have to meet that girl too. She hasn't seen you for several years."

"But every night I remember that year when I lost a child."

Said, Chen Jimei recalled that year's picture, head down to wipe the tears, while swallowing sound said.

"Dad, I'll hang up first. I have a meeting. I'll see you in the evening."Chen Jimei noticed that the assistant was waiting for her at the door. After talking to her, she seemed to have exhausted a lot of courage. Finally, she put the microphone back on the phone and put her hand tightly over her heart, with a trembling expression.

"Mr. Chen."

The assistant seemed to notice the psychological change of Mr. Chen and gave a cry.

"Let's go."

With tears rolling in her eyes, Chen Jimei got up from the sofa and strode out. Her assistant nodded and left with her.

In the corridor, Chen Jimei is walking, thinking a little towards the picture of that year. As long as she thinks of it, her heart seems to be stabbed by countless needles, stabbing every nerve of her body, and the pain is permeated with any organ.

That year, she did lose a child