Sir, Please Conduct Yourself

Xiao Jingye frowned and was about to speak when he suddenly felt that Su Xiaoyu was holding the corner of his clothes.

She whispered, "did you know that yesterday?"

Xiao Jingye heard confused, "what do you know?"

"Is..." Su Xiaoyu suddenly stammered up, fingers almost to break the skirt, "about we want to separate this matter, you..."

Hearing this, Xiao Jingye felt a pain in his heart.

He turned around in disbelief, with a desolate look on his face, and looked at Xiao Jingyan, "... Brother, did you tell Xiaoyu? How can I agree with that? Who asked you to make your own decision for me

Xiao Jingyan didn't answer. His sharp features, like those cut out by a knife, were buried in a thick and light shadow.

He didn't speak, just stood like that without moving his lips.

Just as Xiao Jingye was about to go on talking, she heard a familiar female voice saying, "I made this proposition for you. I'll take it for you. What do you want now? Don't I even want to recognize it?"

He Wan'er, who didn't know when he came downstairs, pushed aside Xiao Jingyan and went to the front of the crowd.

She was wearing a white Long Sleeve nightgown. At first glance, it looked like a heavy industrial cake skirt with many complicated lace. Her face was as pale as the skirt.

The expression on her face is very peaceful, but it gives people an indescribable sense of oppression. Under her eyes, there are a pair of huge bags under her eyes. The thick deep cyan color presents an indescribable disease.

Xiao Jing night Leng for a moment, "Mom? What's the matter with you? Why did you leave the hospital in a hurry without telling me? "

"I'm fine." She gave a cold hand, "Jingye, come here, I have something to tell you."

In the past 20 years, although Xiao Jingye and Xiao Zhan have not been able to deal with each other, they have never been confused with he Wan'er.

No matter what, even if it is not pleasant to hear, as long as it is said through he Wan'er's mouth, Xiao Jingye's mood will be much more stable.

At this moment, he could not help hesitating.

After hesitating for a moment, Xiao Jingye chooses to disobey he Waner's instructions for the first time.

He looked up at he Wan'er and said, "I'm standing here, mom. If you have anything to say, just say it."

He Wan'er seems to be a little surprised, as if she didn't expect her son to react like this, but she still keeps the basic calm, gently nods her head and says, "yes."

Xiao Jingyan frowned, "Jingye, how did you talk to your mother? You..."

"All right." He Wan'er interrupted him, "since you are like this, it's just right. I'll spare no effort."

She sighed softly, very tired.

"I found a geomantic gentleman to come and see this morning. There is absolutely no problem in our house. There is plenty of sunshine around. It should be a rare geomantic treasure land."

Listen, Xiao Jingye suddenly felt something was wrong.

He subconsciously looked back at mu Yunshen, and found that mu Yunshen's face also collapsed quickly with the naked eye.

Almost all the people present were quiet at that moment.

In such a big living room, only he Wan'er's voice hovered around the beam.

"... then I showed him the eight characters of your birthday and Xiaoyu's. Mr. Feng Shui said that the two of you didn't agree with each other. Now that you've just been together for a short time, you've caused such a mess. If you go on like this in the future, this bad thing will affect you sooner or later."

Xiao Jingye's forehead tendon jumped, and finally could not help it. He growled in a low voice, "Mom! Stop it

"Jingye, mom, this is for you..." he Wan'er's eyes are lax, seemingly confused, but her logic is very clear when she speaks.

She said, "it's OK to have your father support you this time. When we parents live to this age, our old arms and legs are useless. It's better to consider more for you children. If we can block this disaster for you, I don't think your father will have any resentment in his heart..."

"Enough!" Xiao Jingye finally couldn't bear it and rudely interrupted her, "Mom, what's the meaning of doing these things in the 21st century? Don't you think it's ridiculous to be a God or a ghost? "

He Wan'er looked at him blankly, as if she could not understand what he was saying.

"Why is that ridiculous? King night, you... "He Wan'er sighed softly, very helpless, as if Xiao Jingye was such a unreasonable child.