Rebirth young wife: Don't mess with me!

"Yes, Ma Wang, are you okay?" Su Lingxi was about to burst into tears.

Mrs. Wang's eyes were red and she stepped back, "OK, OK, come in."

Su Lingxi carried all the things she bought into the house, and then pulled her to sit on the sofa.

"Wang Ma, why do you live alone? There's no one around to take care of you? "

Mother Wang said, "there was one. Later, I thought it was noisy, so I sent it away. I can do it myself."

Su Lingxi looked around. The house was clean and tidy. It seemed that Mrs. Wang could take good care of herself.

"How are you?"

"Very good. You said you were a good friend of Xiaoxi? Why haven't I seen you? "

While Wang Ma said this, she also looked at Su Lingxi carefully, with a sad face.

Su Lingxi's heart also has an unspeakable pain. How should she tell her that she is her stream!

I just changed my head and face. Now I'm just a wisp of soul attached to others.

He took a deep breath, swallowed the sadness from the bottom of his heart, and explained:

"I'm from Yushi. I used to meet Xiaoxi. I know you live here. Since I learned that Xiaoxi died, I've wanted to come to see you, but I haven't had time to come. Don't be sad, Mrs. Wang. In the future, you can treat me as a Xiaoxi and let me be filial to you for her!"

She didn't want to say that, and didn't want to remind the old man of his sad things, but she didn't have a reasonable reason to explain.

Wang Ma shook her head hard and didn't say a word for a long time. She seemed to be trying to suppress her emotions.

Just there, she lowered her head and let the tears drop by drop in her dark yellow eyes, dyeing her thin trousers into pieces.

Su Lingxi regretted that she didn't come. Maybe she wouldn't be so sad.

She stepped forward and hugged Wang MA in her arms.

"Don't do this, Mrs. Wang. It will hurt me to see you like this!"

"Sobbing..." after a long time, Mrs. Wang finally cried.

"My stream..."

"Don't cry, Mrs. Wang. The stream is in heaven. I dreamed of her yesterday."

Su Lingxi said, reaching out to wipe the tears from the bottom of her eyes a little bit.

"Did you dream of her? How is she? "

"She said she was very happy there, but she was very worried when she looked at Mrs. Wang every day. She asked me to come and see you and asked me to take good care of you for her." Su Lingxi said deliberately.

"Really?"

Wang Ma stopped crying and her eyes were red.

"Really, Mrs. Wang, why don't you see me coming. You should be happy. In the future, you will have me. I will often come to see you. You can also call me Xiaoxi. "

Su Lingxi gently coaxed.

"You see, I also bought you red bean cake, which is your favorite brand."

Mrs. Wang smiled, "do you really know Xiaoxi? In fact, this is Xiaoxi's favorite brand. She always buys me all the delicious things she thinks, and then looks forward to asking me if I'm delicious? Then... I said... Delicious... "

As Wang Ma said, tears blurred her eyes again.

Su Lingxi couldn't help crying. It turned out that Mrs. Wang didn't really like this red bean cake because she liked it, so she had to like it.

"Wang Ma, what do you like to eat? I'll buy it for you next time."

"No, that's it. I like it very much."

Wang Ma said, opening the red bean cake, shakily took out a piece of red bean cake, broke a small piece and put it into her mouth.

Then he nodded uncontrollably“ That's the smell. "

"Mrs. Wang, you should be happy and let Xiaoxi rest assured. She told me in her dream last night that you are the most worried person. I have to come and see you today."

"Yes." Wang Ma just nodded, but she choked and couldn't say a word.

Su Lingxi was there and stayed with Wang Ma all morning before leaving.

Vine asked, "Miss Lingxi, his stream..."

"Already dead."

Su Lingxi's eyes were filled with hate when he answered this sentence.

Su Linglan, Li Ninghao, I'm back. You owe me. I'll let you return it a little bit!

Now... You need to be strong.

She needs money. She knows that Lu zhanting will give it to her, but how can she tell him that she wants money for revenge? Don't say it's just an unclear thing.

Even if Lu zhanting can accept her story.

But her marriage to him is only one year away. It is unknown whether she will continue to live or go her separate ways, so she can only rely on herself.

Just as I wanted to reach out to stop a taxi, I heard the noise in the distance. I followed my reputation and saw that several men were chasing a man. The man in front was dirty and lame. It seemed that he was in his twenties and looked embarrassed when he was chased.

"Stop, NIMA's dead lame, you're still running and stealing..."

Several men scolded and kicked the boy.

After a while, the young man was kicked to the ground, and several men kicked recklessly.

Su Lingxi didn't want to meddle, but when he saw the young man holding something like an album in his arms, he shouted, "I didn't steal it. This is mine."

Su Lingxi narrowed his eyes. Suddenly, he rushed over in a few steps.

He kicked over the man who was about to kick the boy in the head.

"Stop!"

Vines also arrived and soon drove away several men around the young man and helped the young man up.

"Don't mind your own business. I don't care if you give me someone. Otherwise, don't blame our brothers for being rude. "

A bearded man said fiercely.

Su Lingxi smiled with a defiant face: "today... I'll take care of this business!"

"Smelly girl, give you some face. Don't be shameless. We won't show mercy when you are a girl. Get out of here quickly!"

The beard said again.

Su Lingxi didn't want to talk nonsense with him. He turned and asked the young man, "are you okay?"

His eyes looked up and down at the young man. Suddenly his eyebrows frowned and his face was overjoyed.

"You, are you Feng Yang?"

The young man was also stunned. He looked at Su Lingxi carefully and made sure he didn't know her. "You, you know me?"

"Of course, aren't you su Linglan's imperial stylist?"

Su Lingxi can hardly imagine that the stylist who was competed by many stars at that time would be reduced to this field.

His ability is known as the golden hand in modeling. His design features are calm and low-key. It seems that they are not very different designs, but compared with him, they are different. Ordinary people can't understand it, and pedestrians can't see enough!

Feng Yang smiled bitterly. "It seems that Miss really knows me. It's really me, but what you said about the Royal stylist was a few months ago."