The big guy makes up his mind every day that his wife loves him badly

Hearing the word "Shi Ming", Bai Muxia shuddered.

Want to meet him?No, no, no, Bai Muxia never thought of this.She suddenly thought of Yuan Lihan, that man, who had been told to stay away from Shi Ming.

Why do you want to seek death like that again, and take the initiative to send it to your door?

Seeing that Bai Muxia's face was very bad, Mo Dai hurriedly said: "You can refuse directly, there is no need to go. I don't think it is necessary either, such a person needs to see a doctor for mental abnormalities, and a few words with you can cure him? not necessarily."

Indeed, he needs a psychiatrist more.

But people like the Shi family will never refuse to find a psychologist for Shi Ming.

The only possibility is that I found a doctor, but it didn't work.That person is too paranoid to listen to other people's harsh advice.Shi's mother seems to be a good mother. If Shi Ming is willing to cooperate, she can have a happy life.

But what he is best at is sitting in his own world, quietly building himself one high wall after another.

"I don't have the freedom I imagined in a foreign country." Bai Muxia herself is not the kind of person who likes to make new friends.

Even if you are surrounded by a group of people, all of them reciprocate with kindness, you should not get used to it or not.

"Fortunately, those people like you very much." Mo Dai patted Bai Muxia's little hand with a sense of relief. ,

Vaguely, Mo Dai could also guess where Bai Muxia was unhappy.

Nine times out of ten, it was because of lovesickness. She had been with Yuan Lihan all the time, and they separated suddenly. She was also told that she might not be able to see each other for two years. She must be suffering.

It's just that she didn't say it all the time. She held it in her heart for a long time, and even breathing was painful.

For a while, Modai didn't dare to say anything, and accompanied her silently.

There were still reporters squatting at the other end of the villa, but they were much more polite than the first time. They watched from a distance for a long time, with a strange smile on their faces.Bai Muxia couldn't understand, and didn't bother to guess, she was drowsy.

That night, Bai Muxia had a dream of returning to China. Only then did she realize that she was very homesick. The yearning for Yuan Lihan completely occupied her whole brain, and even made her unable to think about other things.

As for Shi Ming, Bai Muxia's sympathy for him also weakened.

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At eight o'clock in the evening, Yu Yunliu was in the hospital.

The members of Yu's family basically came, and they all stood outside the operating room, with almost solemn expressions on their faces.

The old matriarch's life was dying, and it seemed that he was going to die, and the descendants would not dare not to come, and they all had feelings for this old man.

Standing in the middle, Yu Yuanqing's eyes were red and swollen, he blamed himself for being guilty and embarrassed, and his heart was in a mess.

On the other hand, Yu Yunliu, facing the matter of life and death, has long regarded life and death very lightly, and also knows her mother's physical condition, and has done a lot of psychological construction for herself, so she is not too sad, just stands on the side, like a sculpture.

Sheng Qingyuan has been here for a long time, but she has never dared to approach, and stood far away with Fang Xiaorou and Ren Munian.

"It seems that this time, Old Madam Yu is in danger." Ren Munian has always been unsure of what to say, and usually says what is on his mind.

The surrounding area was originally quiet, but Fang Xiaorou was frightened when he heard his voice.

"If you don't know how to speak, just stop talking?" Fang Xiaorou rolled her eyes at him, thinking to herself that this person couldn't speak anymore.

Knowing that Sheng Qingyuan is very anxious, she still speaks out, saying that she is not dead.

"My fault, my fault." Ren Munian hurriedly apologized, and then glanced at Sheng Qingyuan, seeing that she was confused, obviously stimulated, and even more apologetic: "Old Madam Yu must be as blessed as the East China Sea , Shoubi Nanshan."

God, it gets darker and darker.Fang Xiaorou felt that her eyes were about to roll to the sky.If this man's psychological quality is not good, he will definitely be pulled out of his psychological shadow.

"It's over." Sheng Qingyuan said quietly, tears flowed down her cheeks, timidly: "Yu Yuanqing and I are completely over."

In fact, Fang Xiaorou also looked down on Yu Yuanqing.

Official accent, a bit silly and filial.Compared with Sheng Qingyuan, who is innocent and romantic but reasonable and self-respecting, she is really far behind.She wondered, could it be that these two people had clashed in their lives?He also thought about going to the master to make a fortune for the two of them.

"Life and death depend on fate, wealth and honor. Birth, old age, sickness and death are also normal." Fang Xiaorou patted Sheng Qingyuan's shoulder, somewhat unbearable: "Miss Sheng, don't think too much, and don't blame yourself too much. After all, the old Yu family No one knows that Taijun has a heart attack."

More than just not knowing, in Sheng Qingyuan's eyes, the old matriarch of the Yu family almost put on her wings and flew into the sky insanely.

Strong to the extreme, it turned out to be a person with heart disease.

If she had known earlier, if she had known earlier, she would never be so impulsive, and she would never rise up and fight back.

"What should I do?" Sheng Qingyuan was at her wit's end, and she didn't dare to run to Yu Yuanqing to make an apology, and muttered in a low voice: "Sister Mu Xia was there before, and I still want her to meet me, but now I don't." The guy who let him talk to me."

"Little sister!" Fang Xiaorou really couldn't listen anymore. With such a family background, Sheng Qingyuan still has to worry about the boring question of whether a man loves him or not?There is absolutely no need for this: "There are not too many men in the world, so don't give up your mind and hang yourself on a tree with a crooked neck."

"Xiaorou!" Ren Munian gave Fang Xiaorou a wink, for fear that she would say high: "Let's stay calm and wait for the news."

"Yes, yes, let's wait first. Mrs. Yu will definitely live a long life."

Fang Xiaorou doesn't like such a strong old man at all. She may not be able to manage her own life well, so she starts to intervene in the lives of younger generations.

Why can't the daughter of the Sheng family reach their family of the Yu family?
After about an hour of waiting, the doctor came out.Her complexion was not good, and what she said made Sheng Qingyuan faint.

Old Madam Yu passed away, and because she lived long enough, Fang Xiaorou would like to call it the end of her life.

But the relationship between Yu Yuanqing and Sheng Qingyuan seemed to be over.

Because of Bai Muxia's request, Fang Xiaorou took time out to visit Sheng Qingyuan at Sheng's house from time to time.

She didn't like to laugh anymore, but she didn't go on a hunger strike. Sheng's mother was even more worried. Every time she saw Fang Xiaorou coming, she seemed to see a lifesaver.

"I also know that Xiaoyuan likes screenwriter Bai the most. If she were in China, I wouldn't be so worried about Xiaoyuan's situation, and I wouldn't bother you, Miss Fang." I was already so anxious that my brain was buzzing.

Everyone likes Bai Muxia, Fang Xiaorou smiled helplessly: "I was also entrusted by Mu Xia to come here, even though I am abroad, Mu Xia is also very worried about Miss Sheng."

But she is not Bai Muxia after all, Fang Xiaorou at this moment just wants to make Sheng Qingyuan sober.

Wealthy, beautiful, and born, are you afraid that you won't find a good man?

Why hang on Yu Yuanqing's crooked neck tree.

She touched the peace talisman she had asked for from the temple in her pocket, and walked directly into Sheng Qingyuan's room with arrogance.

It has been cleaned up by the servants at home, it is clean, and there is still a faint smell of disinfectant.

Sheng Qingyuan sat on the balcony outside the room with her chin resting on her cheeks, coffee and books were placed on the table, it seemed that the years were peaceful.

The next second, Sheng Qingyuan became angry and threw the coffee cup in her hand to the ground.

"Miss Sheng." Fang Xiaorou walked in quickly, pursed her lips, didn't know what to say for a while, and hesitated for a long time: "Mu Xia asked me to come and have a look."

"Sister Mu Xia." Sheng Qingyuan turned her face, very haggard: "I miss her very much."

"I miss her too." Fang Xiaorou is lonely now, and every time she wants to find someone to eat, she can't find her: "How about we go to country M?"

"She is studying now, and she must have a lot to learn." Sheng Qingyuan replied weakly, sick and without energy.

How can we still see the image of the little witch who was walking around carefree in the little red dress back then?

Just for Yu Yuanqing?God!That foolish and filial man almost pissed me off to death.

"To be honest, I have many high-quality single young men here. If you are interested, I can introduce them to you." Fang Xiaorou has always been kind, and she can't see her female friends being tortured by men. They are all very good, so I thought, how about we have a party, lively and lively? Do you know each other?"

"No need." Sheng Qingyuan refused without even thinking about it, and tapped the center of her brows with her index finger irritably: "I don't want to be so hungry, now my mind is so messed up, how can I date someone else?"

Well, it makes sense.Fang Xiaorou was a little embarrassed, twitched the corners of her mouth, feeling a little helpless: "I also did this to let you relax."

"Where is the Yu family?" Sheng Qingyuan didn't even dare to look at her phone, she knew that there was something going on at the Sheng family, and she was bound to make a fuss.Those entertainment media will not give up such a good opportunity to report.

In the overwhelming news, there will always be one or two mentions of her, Sheng Qingyuan.

She really didn't want to face these, even the fear, her heart was empty and a little tormented.

"Tomorrow is the day for the funeral." Fang Xiaorou hesitated for a while, and then continued: "If you want to go, you can go."

"No." Sheng Qingyuan knew that most people in the Yu family didn't want to see her now, especially Yu Yuanqing.

Maybe on their side, she is defined as a murderer and it is unknown.

"Sister Mu Xia and President Yuan are good friends. They go both ways. I have never seen them misunderstood each other." Sheng Qingyuan only now knows the benefits of that relationship, and she is a little bit embarrassed: "But Yuan Qing and I are always because of other people. Arguing, he never really believed me."

How many pairs can be like Bai Muxia and Yuan Lihan?Fang Xiaorou pouted, thinking of the messy cases she had seen since she opened the Tomorrow Detective Agency, she was even more convinced that the good feelings in this world need a gift from God.

"I'll just rest up for a while." Seeing Fang Xiaorou's sluggish expression, Sheng Qingyuan thought she was worried, and was quite moved: "In the future, I can either make a few more dramas while the interest is still there, or I will just Get out of here and continue to explore everywhere."

"I know, you like White Night Burgers!"

"It's very strange." Sheng Qingyuan puffed her mouth, and finally got a little bit of energy: "Since the last match, there has been no news about God Bai Ye, as if he disappeared out of thin air."

"Has this ever happened before?"

"No." Sheng Qingyuan shook her head. She has followed Bai Ye Burger for several years, and she knows the other's temperament very well: "I always feel that something is wrong. The relationship between President Yuan and the Great God Bai Ye is also very strange."