It's great to meet you for the rest of my life

Chapter 142

Stayed at Lin Yue's house all day, at [-] o'clock in the evening, Lu Yuanting's assistant came to pick him up to the airport, he was going to take a midnight flight to Hengdian, before leaving, Lu Yuanting repeatedly asked Lin Yue to visit him if he had time In the end, Lin Yue couldn't take it anymore and could only promise him that he would go there when he had time. Lu Yuanting got Lin Yue's reply and then went downstairs and took the car away.

After sending Lu Yuanting away, Lin Yue led Tangtang and Guoguo to take the gifts sold to the two nephews, as well as the gifts from the aunt and uncle, and set off for dinner at the aunt's house.

After six months, when my aunt saw Lin Yue again, her eyes lit up. Lin Yue was different from when she left.It's like going back to before my sister and brother-in-law had an accident, I smiled more and more sincerely, and I seemed to talk a lot more.

Lin Yue's change, the witty words are the most sensible, and I silently remember that this is the credit of Lu Yuanting.

The whole family happily ate a meal. After the meal, Tangtang and Guoguo were taken out by the uncle for a walk to digest.Lin Yue and Qiao Yu were sitting on the sofa, each hugging a big fat boy and teasing there.The aunt came in with fruit and sat on the sofa not far from them.

Lin Yue glanced at the aunt who was peeling fruit, then looked at the witty words teasing the children, cleared her throat, and said, "Auntie, I, I have a boyfriend."

"What? You have a boyfriend? Really?" The aunt excitedly held a fruit knife and drew.

When Qiao Yu saw the fruit knife in his mother's hand, his eyelids trembled, and he hurriedly said, "Mom~ Mom~, don't get excited, you put down the fruit knife before talking."

"Oh ~ oh ~ Lin Yue, what you said is true." The aunt put down the fruit knife in her hand, stepped forward and took Lin Yue's hand to confirm again.

"Yes, I made a boyfriend, it's true." Lin Yue saw that her aunt was so excited, and for some reason, tears welled up in her eyes.

Over the years, I have blocked the concern of my loved ones around me, prevented them from getting closer to my heart, shouldered everything by myself, and did not ask them for help, which made them sad.But my aunt has been bearing these silently. In order not to put pressure on herself, she never asks about her private life.But now it seems that the aunt has always cared about her.

"Tell me, what kind of person is he? How did you meet? What do you do? How old? How tall? Are you married? Where is he from? Who else is in the family? Do you have a house?" The problem.

Lin Yue was a little overwhelmed by the pile of questions, which one should she answer first.

The witty words couldn't stand it, and he said, "Mom, you are more careful than the police in checking your household registration. You ask so many questions all at once, and Lin Yue doesn't know which answer to give. Yue, don't worry about my mother's questions." , you can introduce it according to your own ideas.”

As soon as the aunt heard the witty saying that she was more detailed than the household registration checker, she glared at the witty saying, but when she turned her head to look at Lin Yue, she smiled again and said, "Yes, Lin Yue, don't worry about the auntie's problem, just say yours. .”

Qiao Yu watched from the side, shaking her head, thinking, she must have hugged her wrongly, and this Lin Yue should be her mother's child.

Lin Yue pursed her lips in embarrassment and said softly, "His name is Lu Yuanting. He is an actor. He was the leading actor in Liu Xing's movie last year. We met on the set. He, he." Lin Yue glanced at the aunt My aunt was stunned for a moment when she heard that she was an actor, and she was amused again when she heard that he was the leading actor in Liu Xing's play. Lin Yue swallowed and continued, "He has never been married. , he is from Hunan, his family has a father and a mother, he is an only child. He has his own clothing design company, mainly engaged in parent-child clothing business. "

To be continued. . . . .

(End of this chapter)