Young master, your vest fell off

Yes, there are some things that she has lost the qualification to fight for.

That being the case, she had to hold tight to what she could win.

Snowflakes are falling...

Yu Fengyin withdrew her gaze from the horizon, and her eyes became clear little by little.

Just as she was going to the parking lot, a black commercial vehicle suddenly stopped in front of her.

Soon, the black commercial vehicle sped away, and Yu Fengyin's figure also disappeared.

……

In the evening, Situ Han picked up Fu Miaomiao and returned to the Fu's Manor.

Fu Miaomiao didn't tell Situ Han that she and Yu Fengyin met today. To be honest, she was very resistant to telling Situ Han about Yu Fengyin, just like she didn't like to tell Situ Han about Fu Yanqiu.

This is not an escape, but, there is no need.

If there are some things that have never been there, then there is really no difference whether they are there or not.

However, she didn't know if Situ Han thought the same way.

After dinner, Situ Han went to the study room for a video conference, while Fu Miaomiao came to the glass greenhouse at the back, sitting quietly on the sofa in a daze, thinking about these messy things, and even entered into a trance Do not know at all.

Before, Qu Lan said that he wanted a bouquet of lilies to put on the bedside. After eating, Fu Yanqiu came to the greenhouse to fold some lilies and put them in vases. Unexpectedly, he saw Fu Miaomiao here.

She looked preoccupied, Fu Yanqiu stood not far away, looked at Fu Miaomiao quietly for a while, and then walked over.

A figure came into sight, Fu Miaomiao withdrew her wandering thoughts and looked at Fu Yanqiu.

Fu Yanqiu also took a look at her, then took the scissors on the table, and walked towards the lilies, "Your Aunt Lan said that she wanted to fold a few lilies and put them on the bedside table, the fragrance of the flowers has a calming effect. "

Fu Miaomiao had been thinking about Yu Fengyin just now, she didn't know what Yu Fengyin was thinking, and she couldn't guess it.

She also has children and is already a mother, but she just can't figure out how a person can be so cruel that he can let go of his own flesh and blood.

It's puzzling.

She looked at Fu Yanqiu again, "Aunt Lan is really happy."

Hearing this, Fu Yanqiu froze, turned around and looked at Fu Miaomiao, pondered for a moment, and stepped forward a few steps, "What's wrong with you?"

Fu Miaomiao met Fu Yanqiu's sight...

In Fu Yanqiu's eyes, she could no longer see the previous disgust and indifference.

It seems that since Qu Lan appeared, the two of them can get along peacefully.

Fu Miaomiao chuckled lightly, with a calm expression, as if with a trace of relief, "I'm fine."

Fu Yanqiu looked at Fu Miaomiao for a while, then turned around and continued cutting flowers.

Fu Miaomiao's eyes followed and fell on Fu Yanqiu's back, and suddenly asked: "Have you ever thought about making up for me? Or, have you ever thought about easing the relationship between us?"

Fu Yanqiu really didn't expect Fu Miaomiao to ask him this question.

He knew Fu Miaomiao, after all, she was his daughter.

He thought she didn't care.

Fu Yanqiu looked at the white lily in his hand, and after a while, he laughed, "I want to make up, do you care?"

Fu Miaomiao knew that Fu Yanqiu had misunderstood.

To be honest, she really doesn't care about Fu Yanqiu's compensation.

The reason why she asked this question was also because she wanted to know what Yu Fengyin was thinking.

Did Yu Fengyin ever think about making up for Situ Han?
"I just want to know, what do you think, they are all your own children... I also have children, but I just don't understand..."

Fu Yanqiu put down the sharp knife in his hand, walked over, and sat down beside Fu Miaomiao.

He sat with his head bowed and was silent for a while, before slowly opening his mouth: "In this world, there is no such thing as me. Are there still few people like me?"

Fu Miaomiao looked at Fu Yanqiu with complicated eyes, "A person like you... what kind of person are you?"

"Then what kind of person do you think I am?" Fu Yanqiu met Fu Miaomiao's gaze and asked without answering.

Fu Miaomiao lowered her eyes slowly, and chuckled, "I always thought you were a selfish and indifferent person, but you are so kind to Fu Yan'er, and I also think that you, who seem smart, are actually the most stupid That, being played around by that mother and daughter, I don't even know."

Fu Yanqiu laughed at himself, "You are right."

"But after Aunt Lan appeared, I saw another you, a you I have never seen before." Fu Miaomiao murmured, as if talking to herself, "So, love is great, it is Lan Auntie redeemed you."

Then who will redeem Yu Fengyin?
Fu Miaomiao took a deep breath, and the stagnant place in her heart became much smoother.

"Don't get me wrong, I was just thinking about the matter between Situ Han and his mother, it has nothing to do with you."

Fu Yanqiu stood up and continued to get lilies, "I know."

"You do it, I'll go back first." Fu Miaomiao got up, glanced at Fu Yanqiu's back, turned and left the glass greenhouse.

Hearing footsteps, Fu Yanqiu turned to look at Fu Miaomiao's back. After a long, long time, he looked away.

Fu Miaomiao went upstairs, and as soon as she reached the door of the bedroom, she heard Situ Han's voice.

"Where have you been?"

Fu Miaomiao stopped at the door, waiting for Situ Han, "I went to sit in the flower room at the back for a while."

"Only you?" Situ Han approached and looked deeply at Fu Miaomiao, "Did something happen?"

"No." Fu Miaomiao raised the corners of her lips and showed a bright smile, "I originally wanted to arrange flowers, but then Fu Yanqiu also went, chatted with him, and then I came back."

Situ Han relaxed and became gentle, "What are you talking about? Can you tell me?"

Fu Miaomiao opened the door and entered the bedroom, "I just want to know what kind of psychology he had for me back then, I don't understand."

Fearing that Situ Han would worry that she hadn't let go of everything in the past, Fu Miaomiao quickly said, "It's just curiosity, nothing else."

"I know."

For so long, he knew her.

Although the little woman is young, she can see and carry clearly than anyone else.

"Then... what about you?" Fu Miaomiao hesitated and asked.

Situ Han paused, a little out of sync with Fu Miaomiao.

Fu Miaomiao turned around and walked in front of Situ Han, holding his big palm with her small hand, "You and your mother are similar to me and Fu Yanqiu."

Only then did Situ Han realize that Fu Miaomiao was feeling sorry for him.

He raised his hand and took Fu Miaomiao into his arms, hugging her tightly, "You and An'an are enough for me."

Fu Miaomiao snuggled into Situ Han's arms, listening to his strong heartbeat, "There are also grandparents."

"That's why you went out?" Situ Han looked down at her, "Why did you suddenly think of this?"

Fu Miaomiao shook her head, "It's nothing, I'm just thinking wildly."