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When the sisters got home, mom, dad and grandma were lying on the bed, maybe they didn't even have anything to sleep on.

Cheng Qingran and grandma squeezed into the lower bunk.

Hua Yueqing lay in the shop, her voice was not loud, "Disgusting, do you know? The house sold to Li Zhao is a small three-bedroom apartment with two living rooms. By the way, it is not far from your company. The house is a very good one. A new type of model house, no one has ever lived in it, it has home appliances, and you can move in with your bags.”

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"If we can really have a house like that." On the way back, she thought a lot, and although she also knew that the two properties could only be temporarily transferred to her name, she still kept her thoughts.

Ivo stood up, climbed onto the bed, and said, "Sister, stop talking, you can't sign in tomorrow."

Hua Yueqing waved her hand, "Understood, sleep."

Cheng Qingran stopped talking, picked up the phone, opened the Weibo interface, found the image of Mo Tong, thought for a long time, wrote half a sentence, then deleted it, put the phone away, didn't think about anything, and fell asleep.

In the white-walled and gray-tiled building of Mingshan Villa in the western suburbs of Shiyi, a tall man was sitting on the wooden floor of the study on the first floor, his long legs pressed against the glass of the floor-to-ceiling windows, holding a wine bottle in one hand, Holding half a cigarette, the ash fell sparsely, and the light gray pieces seemed to be talking to someone.

A black cassock was hung in the green yard outside the window, and a crescent moon hung in mid-air. The wind blew in through the crack of the window, messing up the man's hair.

He took a sip of the wine, the pure wine was smoldering, unable to sting his senses.

A mouthful of cigarettes, a mouthful of wine, a mouthful of bitterness, and a mouthful of lovesickness were all swallowed by him.

He swung his arm and accidentally bumped into the bottle, which tilted and a stream of clear liquid dribbled aimlessly across the wooden floor, staining the bottom of his trousers.

On the way back from Cheng Qingran, the secretary asked him the reason for buying Li Zhao, the cost of the purchase, and my family background.Biango is really efficient, he has been investigating for over an hour.Li Zhao said that the fact is that he did buy a house and a small shop from Huayueqing six months ago, but Li Zhao's purpose was impure and he had been entangled for a long time, even Cheng Qingran was involved In this matter, Gu Xingfeng quickly and decisively bought the real estate.He didn't care whose name was being transferred.

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Alcohol churned in his stomach, he coughed, a puff of smoke choked him, the door of the book was pushed open, and standing in the doorway wearing a pair of gray straw sandals, "little lift."

She turned on the door switch, and the light illuminated the entire study room, leaving Mo Leng sitting on the ground alone, looking like a dehydrated seedling.Watching his daughter who is ten years older than him grow up can be said to be heartbreaking.

"Shin, you've been shutting yourself in your study since you came back, and you haven't had dinner yet..."

Mo was speechless and still sat on the ground.

"Ashin, isn't this your new girlfriend?" Squatting beside him, straightened the bottle, and wiped the wine stains on the floor with a towel.

After hearing the word Cheng Qingran, Gu Xingfeng flickered in her eyes, she stroked her hair, three thousand green hairs were annoying.

Mr. Tian picked up the cigarette butt from the ground, squatted down, and patted him on the shoulder, "Xiaosheng, I think this girl is similar in every way, just a little stubborn like you."

After a pause, she added, "If there are any problems or misunderstandings between you, just accommodate them."

Mo sighed lightly, "Auntie, am I not good enough for her?"

"Why does she always challenge my bottom line?" The voice was hoarse and smoky, not like before.

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Smile, "Impossible, it must be a misunderstanding."

Mo leaned forward slightly, putting his hands on the ground, "She lied to me the first time, and the second time she lied to me. If I didn't ask, I don't even know how much she has kept from me?"

"There must be a reason." Tian was speechless and said after searching for a long time.

"She admitted it herself." Mo frowned, and the word Sichuan between his brows concealed his pain.

Tian pursed his lips and said, "Ears are empty, eyes are not always real, you should listen to your inner voice, you are blinded by emotion, too careless, bow snake shadow."

Hearing this, Mo Qiangwei's heart was pounding, yes, his Mo Qiangwei was like, look, the woman he loves, how could she be the kind of person who would be overshadowed when her heart changes.Did he really think too much, did he really misunderstand her?But if she really cared about him, how could she let the misunderstanding happen?

"Xiao Shen, go to bed early, tomorrow will be very busy." Ms. Tian stood up, pulled him up again, accompanied him to the bedroom on the second floor, closed the door, and Ms. Tian shook her head and said, "Well, a person who is usually like this How can shrewd, bold, intelligent people get lost in the vortex of love?"

"Love, love!"

"The most beautiful ecstasy in the world." Tamiko went downstairs to her bedroom.

Gu Xingfeng lay on the bed, staring blankly at the white ceiling. He didn't know how long it took before he fell into a deep sleep. The scenes switched from one scene to another, becoming more and more chaotic.How could that little girl in red be Cheng Qingran's face?Tingting is obviously dead, but Yi Huaru's name is also Tingting, didn't she find the wrong person from the beginning?How is this possible?Cheng Qingran sat alone in the empty square and sobbed, the pear blossoms bloomed with the rain, looking so pitiful, I saw Mozi's heart rising and falling, with a burst of sadness and melancholy.

One liter, one liter... As soon as the voice fell, the person disappeared.

Mo Sheng searched and searched, every street, alley, and door. Suddenly, he saw a familiar smiling face flying towards him.

a lamp.

Dazzling!

The curtains were drawn, Mozi woke up, opened his eyes, and saw Jiang Yimo.

"What's the matter?" Jiang Yimo, wearing a black blue dress and a pair of black suede high heels, walked to the bed, "Brother, have you forgotten that today is my uncle's death day? Such an important day, how do you Forget that the secretary didn't tell you?"

Gu Xingfeng sat up, his eyes were not focused, "It's been a year, so fast."

Jiang Yimo looked eager, "Yes, I don't think so either. My uncle has been dead for a year."

"How did you get here?" Gu Xingfeng stood up and walked barefoot to the bathroom.

Li Yimo said, "Grandpa told me to go home before you go to Xibaoshan to meet him."

"Oh, I'm on my way back too." As soon as Gu Xingfeng rose up and sprinkled on his face, his mind cleared up.

"Let's meet downstairs, then." Jiang Yimo said carefully: "Zhao Meilan, Mo Yiyan, and Mo Yiming are all home."

Gu Xingfeng came out of the bathroom with a blank face and a cold tone, "Oh, that's really fast."

Jiang Yimo looked at his expression, and said cautiously, "Grandpa has already sent someone to Zhang Wenjing's house to pick up Yi Mo, and he may attend the ceremony."