Sweet wife is too young, uncle spoils obedient

The woman smiled and looked very good. She said gently, "I'm a student of Imperial University. Hello, I'm song qingluan. I'm also a graduate of Imperial University. We're all alumni!"

Jiang Mengxian said, "Hello, sister song Xue. My name is Jiang Mengxian."

Song qingluan?

How familiar is the name?

Song qingluan!

Zhang zeqian recognized it immediately.

Song qingluan, a well-known military singer, is young but already a big figure in the Chinese literary and artistic circles. She will be present at the Spring Festival Gala every year. Every time the president entertains foreign guests and holds a private song party, she will be invited.

She is in almost every CCTV TV series, and she is also an honorary professor of Imperial military art.

It is said that she has an extraordinary background. Unexpectedly, she is still a woman of Lianjing. Only such a woman is worthy of Lianjing!

Zhang zeqian immediately nodded and bowed and said, "Hello, sister song. My name is Zhang zeqian, executive vice president of Zhang's industry."

Song qingluan's smile was very friendly and free: "Hello, hello."

Knowing that it was inappropriate to stay here for a long time, Zhang zeqian said, "I have something else to do. Head and sister, bye."

Even nodding, his eyes are always cold.

Zhang zeqian turned back and left by car.

When the car drove a long way, he found that his back was full of cold sweat.

Just now, it was dangerous. If Lianjing found out about herself and Jiang Mengxian, Jiang Mengxian would not only die, but also hurt herself.

He didn't expect that Lian Jing and song qingluan were together, but the two were worthy of each other. One was the son of Lian family, the other was a famous lady in the imperial capital, the youngest major general in China, and the other was a military singer with military rank. Both his life experience and appearance matched his age.

Song qingluan is such an excellent woman. How can Jiang Mengxian compare with her? Her only capital is just young, which is not worth mentioning at all.

Song qingluan will find Jiang Mengxian sooner or later and will find a way to get rid of her. Lian Jing will certainly not want Jiang Mengxian at that time. She is nothing but an orphan without a source.

Without Lian Jing, she will cry for forgiveness!

Watching Zhang zeqian's car go away, even Xuepeng finally couldn't help laughing: "ha ha ha! Jiang Xiaomeng, he's going to bury you in his ancestral grave. I'm afraid!"

Jiang Mengxian was speechless. Instead, her face suddenly turned red. They all heard this sentence. Didn't they hear the words clearly!?

Jiang Mengxian quickly clarified: "sorry, chief, I was entangled by him. I wanted to scare him by moving your name. Unexpectedly, he began to talk nonsense..."

"It's all right," Lian Jing patted Jiang Mengxian on the shoulder to express his condolences. "It's just a name. If it's easy to use, you're welcome to borrow it at any time."

Jiang Mengxian's face was red again.

At this time, Lian Jing seemed to see Lian Xiaoyun, who had been hiding behind Jiang Mengxian. His tight face was loose, squatted down and waved to the ball: "yun'er, come here, uncle!"

The ball didn't pass and hid behind Jiang Mengxian without making a sound.

Song qingluan looked at the ball curiously and asked, "whose child is this? It's so cute!"

Isn't song qingluan Lian Jing's wife? Why don't you even know the ball?

Jiang Mengxian was puzzled. She looked at Lian Xuepeng and Lian Jing quietly. It seemed that they looked a little strange.

It seems to touch some unspeakable restricted areas.

Even Xue pole suddenly laughed and said foolishly, "sister qingluan, uncle Jing, let's go quickly. The road back to the city is a little blocked in a while!"

The three men walked away laughing and talking. Song qingluan was very dissatisfied and said to Lian Xuepeng, "how can I talk? I'm your aunt!"

"Hey, hey, it's nice to call me sister, isn't it, uncle!"

They went in the direction of Jiang Mengxian. She also led the ball behind them. The ball seemed very unhappy. She kept dragging Jiang Mengxian to keep him away from the three people in front of him.

Song qingluan took Lian Jing in his arms and leaned his head on Lian Jing's shoulder. They looked like little birds. They seemed to love each other very much.

At this time, Jiang Mengxian remembered who song qingluan was. It was her!

Often sing military songs!

He's a real artist in the literary circle!

I was immediately awed! She's on the alumni record of DIDU University!

Even Xuepeng's legs and feet haven't recovered well. He holds a big umbrella, which is just used as a crutch. He limps with the umbrella handle. He accidentally falls behind and walks with Jiang Mengxian.

He put his hand on Jiang Mengxian's shoulder to support his weight. He looked at the golden girls in front of him and gave a heartfelt exclamation: "tut Tut, it's a perfect match. When can we be like them!"

Jiang Mengxian replied, "next life!"

Even Xuepeng didn't seem to hear Jiang Mengxian's ridicule. He also pointed to the mountain of the martyrs' cemetery in the distance and said, "our family's ancestral grave is there. Do you want to bury it in my family's ancestral grave?"

Jiang Mengxian looked at the ancestral tombs of Lian family in the martyr cemetery she had just been to.

I don't know if I can go in

Well, if you can go in, you can't has the final say.

She walked slowly with the pole.

Even Xue pole suddenly thought of something big: "Hey! Xi Rushi's grave is here. You must be here. Uncle Wan must be here. It's over. They have to hit it!"

Jiang Mengxian wondered, "what's the matter?"

Can't song qingluan and Lian Jing meet Lian Xi and WAN?

Even Xue pole hesitated for a moment and said, "I tell you, you must not disclose half a word to others."

Jiang Mengxian nodded and listened.

Lian Xuepeng said, "sister qingluan is uncle Wan's first love. They grew up together. Uncle Wan was engaged to sister qingluan at that time!"

Lian Xiwan's first love!

Engaged!

Jiang Mengxian's whole mind was blank, and a tsunami swept through the sea of vinegar.

Oh, by the way, according to the gossip, Xi Xiaofeng seems to have been engaged twice. It seems that one of her fiancees has a military rank, but she finally withdrew from marriage.

She touched her sour little heart and reminded herself again and again that she had withdrawn from her marriage.

This was the first female rival she met. She was a little nervous, and the other party seemed to have a big background.

Even Xuepeng continued: "in those days, everyone was very optimistic about them. Unfortunately, they were only engaged. Before long, sister song qingluan had an accident!"

"What's the matter?" Jiang Mengxian asked hurriedly.

Even Xuepeng said with great regret: "many years ago, sister qingluan rolled down the stairs and fell seriously on the spot when she was with Uncle Wan."

"When she was sent to the hospital for examination, her brain was broken and there was congestion in her brain. She forgot my uncle Wan when she woke up. She hasn't remembered yet."

"Not long before the incident, qiu'er's parents had just had an accident. Some people said that my uncle Wan was the evil star of destiny, and uncle Wan withdrew his marriage."