"Say what you want" Gu Nanqing also sat opposite her.
Tang poetry handed a magazine in his hand. "This is the magazine I saw after I returned to China. This magazine said that he was married?"
Gu Nanqing turned his eyes to the magazine and opened the page, which was reported by Lin Mochen and Mrs. Lin.
-digression–
It’s even later today. Thank you for your efforts earlier.
I won’t give up so easily.
Gu Na looked at the magazine page and frowned slightly.
It’s been a while since I read this magazine, and Tang poetry didn’t come back until last night, so she could get it and come to him. It can be seen that someone has already prepared everything for her.
Tang poetry saw that Gu Nanqing didn’t speak. She continued, "Why didn’t Nanqing answer me?"
"What do you want to hear?" Gu Na inclined to raise her phoenix eyes, and her eyes were angry and mixed with sad eyes.
"This he reported that the two ChiSong families have offended this woman, and Mo Chen has been cruel to both ChiSong families. They all say that Mo Chen is very caring for this woman, and now no one dares to provoke this woman! Is this really the case? That woman is a square figure. What sycophantic thing did she do to make Mo Chen look like a different person? "
The eyebrows of Tang poetry gradually puckered up. She just heard about Lin Mo-chen’s affairs and came back from abroad. She heard about what happened at two engagement parties in Chi and Song Dynasties. She watched the report and listened to others’ colorful description of Lin Mo-chen’s pet of another woman. Hearing this made a woman jealous, but she felt like a knife. She really wanted to find Lin Mo-chen immediately and ask all this clearly, but she was afraid that she could not afford to know that she would really meet.
She hesitated for a long time and summoned up the courage to call Lin Mochen. In the past, it was the other party’s machine.
She didn’t sleep well that night and came to Gu Nanqing early the next morning.
Gu Nanqing is Lin Mochen’s best buddy Lin Mochen. He should be very clear about everything. Plus, he is his classmate. Some things are also convenient to say. Getting answers from him is the same as getting answers from Lin Mochen. Is it because Lin Mochen personally said that she thinks this may not hurt so much?
Gu Nanqing pointed out to Mrs. Lin that Tang "that woman" could not help but frown more.
It’s really impolite to call it that. It will be even more uncomfortable if Lin Mo-chen hears it.
"Tang poetry is not ink, he has changed, he has never changed, but you have never seen him clearly." Gu Nanqing is very clear about Tang poetry.
"If he hasn’t changed, how can he marry another woman? And all of a sudden, I had no idea. I don’t think I would have known if a friend hadn’t told me that Mo Chen took Mrs. Lin to the two engagement parties in Chisong! " Tang poetry complained that he was cheated by Lin Mochen. "I went abroad for further study to make myself better and deserve him more, didn’t I?"
"I like Mo Chen since I was a child, but he is very clever and abnormal. He is very capable of doing everything well. I just told myself that I must keep refueling and study hard from all sides to grow up to the best condition, so that I can be qualified to say that I love him. But what does he know that my mind knows that I love him, but he still has to do this to me? I don’t! "
"South tell me who is Mrs. Lin? Which darling daughter is someone I know? " Tang poetry is no longer taboo and asks him directly.
She didn’t know that she passed Lu You just now, that is to say, Mrs. Lin.
"Tang poems are all private affairs of ink, and I will answer you instead of him." Gu Nan leans slender and crosses his fingers, and a pair of phoenix eyes are deep.
"Can’t you even tell me the truth?" Tang poetry moth eyebrows tightened their eyes with mist. "You know I like Mo Chen for many years … I’ve been waiting for him to look back at me one day. Do you have the heart to watch me get hurt and cheated?"
"Tang poetry, you also saw what the report said, so you should accept it and face the reality, right?" Gu Na persuaded her to calm her down. She was very excited. "Mo never lied to you. His love for you is not that men and women like him. His feelings for you are just that of his brother and sister. He never asked you to become better than excellent and match him, didn’t he? All this is your own imagination … Tang poetry is that you don’t want to accept ink, and you don’t like it for men and women. If you had accepted it earlier, you wouldn’t have gone on to study … Love is not a match, but a fit, a love or not. "
"No, I don’t listen to you. I don’t listen to Mo Chen. He was so kind to me when he was a child. I don’t believe that he was so rude to me. He must have hidden worries …" Tang poetry stubbornly put his hands over his ears and refused to listen to these cruel words. "I don’t believe Gu Nanqing!"
"Well, since you don’t believe me, you must come and ask me again?" Gu Nan looked at her beautiful face with tears in her eyes. "If Tang poetry doesn’t want to be so painful, let it go. Give yourself some ink. If you really want him, don’t disturb the ink life and let him live in peace, okay?"
"I can’t let go." Tang poetry took a deep breath and raised my hand to wipe a wet corner of my eye, then smiled like a flower and showed strong "I won’t give up so easily."
Gu Nanqing felt that all she said was nonsense. "Tang poetry hopes you can calm down and be rational, and don’t do anything irrational to Mrs. Mo."
"Nanqing, thank you, I think, but I have loved Mo for so many years. How can I be content if I don’t work hard once?" Tang poetry eyes are unwilling.
"Tang poetry you bitter like this? Such a painful person can be yourself! " Gu Nanqing has no bad impression on Tang poetry. She is a natural young lady, lively, cheerful, beautiful and charming. She has always insisted on this matter: "Tang poetry is so well-born and your external conditions are so good. What kind of man are you looking for?" You can look back at those men who have been pursuing you. They may have neglected the one who really loves you. "
"Gu Nanqing, please stop. I know what I should do." Tang poetry put on her sunglasses again and covered her reddish eyes. "I’ll leave you alone."
Tang poetry got up and carried a black small backpack with a small pink pompom hanging on it, which was very beautiful and lovely.
"Don’t touch the Tang poetry, does she know?" Gu Na looked at her back and woke her up again.
Tang poetry took a step, but did not look back or answer Gu Nanqing and left his office alone.
Gu Nanqing felt that things were really complicated.
Tang poetry really liked Lin Mo-chen from an early age, and it was good for everyone to play together when he was a child.
Tang poetry is much better than Lu Yu in all aspects, and it can also bring greater help to Lin Mo-chen’s career. Men who want to marry Tang poetry can say that Tang poetry is destined not to come with Lin Mo-chen.
Think about it, some people feel sorry for the Tang poetry. They like it for more than 20 years, and suddenly a man marries someone else without any warning or psychological preparation. She is still the last one to know that no one has such a good psychological quality. He hopes that the Tang poetry can think calmly and don’t conflict with Lin Mo-chen.
Tang poetry left the star media and drove his red Ferrari convertible to the south of the city.
South of the city is one of the famous families in the urban society.
The richest and most famous place here is Lin Jia-Lin’s Manor, which is located in this gorgeous Feili Mountain. The ink garden of Lin Mochen is also the first one, and the ink garden and Lin’s villa are far from each other.
Tang poetry galloped around the mountain road in a sports car, lush and green, pouring into his eyes, and even his breath was particularly fresh and refreshing.
She drove 120 yards, and the fierce wind poured in, blowing her long hair up like undulating waves.
Tang poetry bit his lip and endured the sting of his heart until he reached the door of Linshi Manor.
She honked the horn, and someone opened the door for her. She drove in from the door and walked along the wide main road. The main road was lined with tall and prosperous trees, and the main road was covered with fresh green, and the broken gold face jumped over.
Lin’s manor is built in Jiangnan garden style, and it is antique everywhere, with a strong antique taste, as if it had entered the aristocratic family in ancient times.
Tang poetry parked her car at the entrance of the villa. She got out of the car neatly and then walked up the steps. At the gate, a servant dressed in clothes made a respectful way to her, "Hello Miss Tang."
Tang poetry is not in the mood to ignore them. They just walked in, crossed the hall, bypassed the huge landscape painting screen of China and entered the living room.
Ping Bo, the housekeeper of Lin family, is watching the servant cleaning at the door of the stairs.
"Where’s Grandpa Pingbo?" Tang poetry walks over
Pingbo, the "Miss Poet", was a little surprised to see Tang poetry appear at home. Isn’t she abroad? Why did you come to Lin’s house? "I’ll call her for you in the master’s backyard."
"I can’t find him myself." Tang poetry went to the backyard from the back door of the living room.
Looking at the backyard of Tang poetry, Lin Shiguang, who is teasing the birds, looks very energetic in a Tang suit.
Tang poetry called "Grandpa" sweetly before a trot.
Lin Shigemitsu was attracted by this call and saw the Tang poem "Poetry … how did you come back?" Didn’t you stay well in America? How did this come back so suddenly? "
He wanted to wait for Lin Mo-chen and Lu You to come back after things were handled, which was affected. I didn’t expect her to come back before.
Lin Mo-chen cried, "Grandpa, you have to make decisions for me."
-digression–
There will be another watch later
He is valuable to me.
Tang poetry turned red when he spoke, and his bright eyes were filled with injustice and pain.
Lin Shigemitsu’s pupil contracted slightly, and the in the mind seems to have thought about Lin Mo-chen’s marriage, which has been known to her. This heart is somewhat nai.
He still did not move. "What’s going on? Who bullied my lovely poem? Say it, grandpa will make decisions for you. "
"I … I heard that Murchen got married, didn’t she?" Tang poetry bit his lip. "Grandpa, is this true? You tell me this is not really a lie! "
Tang poetry still doesn’t believe the report and Lin Mochen got married.
Lin Shigemitsu knew that paper couldn’t contain fire, and things couldn’t be hidden. Although he had let people lower the heat of the news, he didn’t want Tang poetry to know, but she still knew that even if he didn’t say anything, she would know from other places that there was no windtight wall in this world.

Chang Huanyan was surprised when she heard it. "Mom, where do you want to go?"
Another week? Several people together?
Why didn’t she know?
"…" Yang Xi also stunned for a long time before his eyes flashed and said, "Er, haven’t I told you yet?"
No way. You should have told your wife about such a big thing.
"No," Chang Huanyan shook his head and saw three old people with complicated expressions. He couldn’t help but ask, "What the hell is going on with mom?"
Yang Xi is really regretful at the moment, because Yu Yu said last night that she would personally tell Chang Huan Yan what she said, so she took it for granted that she knew.
Old lady Yu glared at her daughter-in-law angrily and explained, "That’s how Huanyan met. Last night, she told us that she would go to Los Angeles for a few days on business. Maybe it was too late yesterday and you didn’t come to tell you when you fell asleep. Don’t think about it."
Chang Huan yan "oh" for a slowly past the sofa to sit.
Section 561
Aside from Yu Dongchen’s arms, Xiaomo saw her mother staring at a pair of clear big eyes and opening her little hands, "Yi Yi Ya" called.
Chang Huanyan looked at the son and was about to smile at him, but the little guy actually cried.
"Are you hungry?" Asked the old lady Yu
It was indeed noon, and Chang Huanyan took the baby into the room to nurse.
In the nursery, the little guy lay down in her arms, and immediately after she lifted her chest clothes, she fell down skillfully, holding her granary with two white and tender paws and "wheezing" and sucking it hard.
Chang Huan Yan looked down at her son for almost a month, and her facial features have become very obvious.
If Xiao Sheng Xiao looks like himself, Xiao Mo is more like a gloomy encounter with some thick eyebrows, long and upturned eyelashes, and a pretty small nose and thin mouth.
Chang Huan Yan looked at her nose and suddenly a burst of sour eyes turned red. I don’t know what happened. I couldn’t help but reach for the paper towel. Without paying attention to a tear, I slipped from my face and dropped my child’s little face.
Xiaomo may have been shocked to open his eyes and moved uneasily. He didn’t drink milk in his short limbs and his mouth seemed to cry.
Chang Huan Yan was in a hurry. He stretched out his hand to wipe the tears off the child’s face first, then bowed his head and calmed down and kissed and coaxed the little guy, only to restore quiet and continue to drink milk with his eyes closed.
After finally drinking enough milk, Xiaomo burped a few times and fell asleep with his eyes closed.
Chang Huanyan put the child in the crib and sat next to it, but she gradually lost her mind.
During this period of depression, I went home on time every day, including going to the hospital to accompany her, showing gentleness from time to time, which made her almost forget that he was cold at first.
All his kindness to her should be largely due to
It should be mostly because of two children, right? Otherwise, how could she go on a business trip before she finished the month? And you haven’t told her? Told the old man at home?
What will the relatives and friends think of her when they think of her and the children’s playground on the day of the full moon wine? And these he is certainly not concerned about, otherwise how could he be on a business trip at this time?
Chang Huanyan found herself in a dead end and getting more and more upset.
I just took out my cell phone from my pocket and often went to a mom’s forum.
Shortly after she found out that she was pregnant, she registered a number here and gave her a very secretive screen name "Tofu at the entrance of the village."
She seldom posts, and most of them are accidental replies from other people’s posts. But now she really wants to post a post with the name "Husband, I have to go on a business trip when I sit on the moon. Is there no me in his heart?"
I was just about to hand it in and felt a little nauseous.
After thinking about it, I opened a forum search, but I didn’t expect to find many similar posts. One of them said, "I met him through blind date for half a year. At first, I thought he was a good person, and my work and family all satisfied me, so I got married. I didn’t expect that he was very kind to me after marriage, and he always accompanied me to take care of my baby after giving birth. He often got up in the middle of the night to change the baby’s diaper … But I never expected that he actually told me today that the company would send him to Sanya for a business trip and couldn’t push me away. I haven’t finished my work yet, and I need your family to accompany me. Besides, my baby is delivered by caesarean section, and now the incision is still not intact. It hurts every day, so I need more milk … Although there are old people at home to help me take care of it, I really feel very sad. Do you think it’s because I’m melodramatic or because there is no me in his heart? Seek a solution "
On the first floor, "the landlord’s melodramatic appraisal is completed"
On the second floor, "a man should put his career first, or what else can he take to support you and your children?"
On the third floor, "It doesn’t matter if you are on a business trip, not if you are a woman."
Chang Huanyan "…"
Women on business?
One second …
Uh, that three fat isn’t coming, is she? !
Shortly after lunch, Yu Jinchuan came with Gao Zhiqiu.
Seeing three soft glutinous pink balls, Yu Jinchuan’s performance is no different from that of Yu Dongchen’s. Although he is holding the child, he is still a little stiff and awkward, but his eyebrows, including his face and smile, show his love and tenderness for the child
The old lady’s smile in her eyes is becoming more and more meaningful.
Yu Jinchuan came directly from the army, dressed in a military uniform, meticulous and neat, and after taking off his coat, his close-fitting military shirt highlighted his good figure.
Old lady Yu felt a sense of pride when she looked at it.
Other people’s family is this age … It shouldn’t be said that after they are over 30, they will gain weight, but Yu Jinchuan has been as tall and loose as ever for ten years, and he is tall and handsome. You can’t see that he is almost forty-nine years old.
She also observed Gao Zhiqiu carefully, and felt as if she were a lot younger. Her black fluffy black hair was gentle and curled, her shoulders were white and her face was not wrinkled, and her cheeks were healthy and rosy. Her eyes were black and bright with laughter. Because of the delicate and light makeup on her face in the afternoon, the whole person became more and more radiant and looked excellent. At first glance, she was a woman immersed in happiness.
It’s a pity that both husband and wife are so young and so good at not having children.
So when Gao Zhiqiu got up and went to wash her hands, Mrs. Yu looked at Yu Jinchuan and teased the little flute in her arms. She seemed to casually say, "When do you like children so much?"
People in the living room suddenly froze. Yang Xi was even more embarrassed. She knew that the old lady had never given up the idea.
Yu Jinchuan raised his eyebrows calmly. "It’s not enough for mom to have three children at home?"
Old lady Yu "…"
"Zhiqiu and I are old. We want to enjoy a life now. We don’t want to have any more children. Besides, Ma Xiaoxiao’s children are going to have children. Do you still think the home is not lively enough? I heard that Xiao Qiao is pregnant, too? "
Yu Jinchuan rarely said so many words at a time, and simply poured the old lady Yu’s face full of enthusiasm … or ice water.
Old lady Yu doesn’t talk with a cold face. Yang Xi said with a smile, "Yes, they will be back soon."
Yu Jinchuan smiled at the bottom of his eyes and asked the child to hold one finger and play with it. Then he continued, "We have communicated privately about this matter and don’t do it again."
If those words were somewhat polite before, then even if his tone is very dull now, it can make everyone in the place hear that he doesn’t refute them
The old lady Yu was stimulated by the blunt tone of her son, and she glanced at her mouth. Some of them were ashamed and simply got up and went back to the house on crutches.
Just when Gao Zhiqiu came out from washing her hands, she was puzzled when she saw the old lady depressed and went back to her room.
When I was sitting on the sofa, I couldn’t help but ask, "What happened to Jinchuan Mom?"
Yu Jinchuan said with a straight face, "I’m tired when I’m old, regardless of her."
Gao Zhiqiu "…"
All "…"
Old lady Yu went back to her room and sat in an irate bed.
Just as the phone rang, she took it out and took a look at some photos of young women in the old lady Yan group and asked, "Help me pick out which of these looks better?"
Followed by three big white teeth smile expression.
The old lady Yu was angry and sent out a few words "Ugly!"
Yan old lady "…"
"Beeping" the door was suddenly rang.
Old lady Yu put her cell phone on and frowned. She was impatient and asked, "What?"