Mrs. Lu, do you want me to give you my life?

Slowly, Liu Rui changed from standing to sitting.

"She will stand up for you?" Ling Sheng's expression seemed a little disbelieving.

In her eyes, that woman has always been too cold to do such a thankless thing.

Liu Rui also heard the irony in his tone, she was dissatisfied immediately, and her voice became louder.

"Sister Xia Xia is a very kind person. She is different from other rich wives. You misunderstood her."

Ling Sheng watched her stick her neck and try her best to defend Ying Xia, it was a bit funny, usually she was trembling when talking to him, but today she became hardened because of Ying Xia.

He picked a peanut and threw it into his mouth, smiling a little wildly.

Liu Rui suddenly realized that she shouldn't have praised her in front of Ling Sheng. She was already so beautiful and easy to be coveted by others. If she praised her...

So she immediately changed her words, "Actually, she, she, she, she is not that kind, it's probably just, coincidence, it's just a coincidence..."

There is always no confidence in telling a lie.

Ling Sheng waited for her to finish stammering, and then dragged on the word "ba" which was uncertain, which always felt a little funny.

Compared with the familiar Southeast Asia, life in Beicheng was always too boring, so she thought of teasing her a bit.

"Oh? Then what do you think she is doing badly?"

Liu Rui was stunned by a question, how could she know how bad Ying Xia was, in her eyes, she couldn't find anything wrong with Ying Xia's whole body.

But at this time, she had to make up a little bit, silently saying "Sister Xia Xia, I'm sorry, I'm doing this for your own good".

"She smokes, drinks, and bullies..."

Ling Sheng ate quietly, unable to imagine what it was like for her to smoke.

It can even be said that in her memory, her childhood face has been blurred, and she only remembers that she loves to cry, rarely smiles, and has a timid personality.

That was another woman in his memory who was not a woman except Jiang Xiyue during those years of wandering.

Those years were undoubtedly difficult. The so-called godfather and godson were not the kind father and son filial piety as imagined.

That old man, lower and nastier than anyone else, only likes boys.

When I gritted my teeth, hatred began to brew in my mind, and I tried to dig out those faces from my memory.

Godfather, Ying Hui, Ying Xia, Lu Jinchuan, Lu Pingwu, Jiang Xiyue... One after another, he even hated this world.

Those years passed like a ghost and a ghost, if it wasn't supported by a mouthful of hatred, he would have been unable to survive.

Hating and hating seems to have become a habit.

Later, he killed the so-called "godfather", came to power himself, and wiped out all those who looked down on him and said that he was "serving others with Israel".

But it was useless, he could never clean again.

After returning to Beicheng, he approached those people whom he had hated for more than ten years step by step, but slowly discovered that they were very different from what he had imagined.

Without the happy and harmonious picture he imagined, that disaster seemed to make everyone's life miserable, and everyone received the punishment they deserved or shouldn't.

Perhaps this is fate.

The more we get along, the more powerless the hatred will be, instead, some thoughts that shouldn't have arisen, and the two are fighting crazily, regardless of superiority, which makes him struggle very much.

He didn't know why he still stayed in Beicheng. Maybe it was the life in Southeast Asia that made him tired, or something held him back and he couldn't leave.

Liu Rui had noticed that his hand holding the chopsticks had stopped there.

The hand was clenched tighter and tighter, from whitening between the fingers to a "click" at the back.

broken.

The splinters stuck into his fingers, but he didn't seem to notice.

It wasn't until Liu Rui said "Yeah" that he came back to his senses, threw away the broken chopsticks, randomly tore two pieces of paper and held them in his hands.

When she raised her eyes, there was no gentleness in her eyes, only sharpness remained.

How could Liu Rui know what he was thinking, she just thought that Ling Sheng was dissatisfied with her bad words about Ying Xia behind her back, so she couldn't help shivering, "Your hand..."

With a blank expression on his face, Ling Sheng gave the order to evict the guest, "It's okay, you can go."

Liu Rui didn't dare to stay longer, walked to the door, put on her coat, opened the door and went out.

Walking to the middle of the yard, she turned her head again.

On one side of the restaurant is a large floor-to-ceiling glass, through the white snow, Ling Sheng's appearance fell into her eyes.

He didn't move his chopsticks any more, and with a cigarette between his fingers, he raised his head and smoked.

Obviously she couldn't see his face clearly, but she seemed to see something called loneliness in his eyes.

The cold wind blew through Beicheng, and on the day Qin Xinyue left, she had already packed her things, several big boxes, and the driver moved them out of the car.

The family didn't know why she came back suddenly, and then left suddenly at this time, they just thought she was forced to marry too hard by the family and wanted to run away.

Originally, no one was allowed to take it off, but the old lady insisted on coming with the driver.

It was still early before take-off, and the old lady took her to remind her repeatedly.

"You have to eat well, and if you need money, call grandma. Grandma still has a lot of private money."

The old lady was still healthy when she left, and when she came back this time, the old lady was already on crutches.

This time, I don't know when I will come back.

Qin Xinyue had tears in her eyes, "Got it."

The old lady said again: "Grandma is not feeling well, you should bring Xiaobao back to see me earlier."

Qin Xinyue sniffed and nodded repeatedly.

Xiaobao's existence is a secret, except for the Qin family, no one has leaked it. Except for herself, no one even knows who the child's biological father is.

If the child is brought back, it is estimated that there will be another uproar.

But what she is worried about now is that the Wei family will come to snatch the child if the events of the year are revealed.

"It's almost time." The driver reminded.

Qin Xinyue bent down and hugged the old lady, "I'm leaving grandma."

The old lady Qin nodded, looked over her shoulder to the outside of the airport, wondering what she was thinking.

The driver pushed the box and followed Qin Xinyue, and accompanied her to check in the luggage.

There was the sound of a pulley rolling behind her. After completing the formalities, Qin Xinyue turned around with her boarding pass, stopped suddenly, and stared blankly at the person behind her.