Madame always thinks I'm a domineering president

Speaking of this, Liang Yihong finally understood Yi Gu Xingfeng's good intentions.

"Yisheng," Liang agreed, "even if Aunt Zhao and her son achieve their goal today, I will not let them achieve it easily."

Gu Xingfeng also sat on the stone and lit another cigarette, "You know, since I can remember, I have rarely seen your aunt's smiling face. Her face is full of sadness, and her eyes are full of sadness. Filled with endless solitude, she is a perennial ceremonialist, far from the world, she is hiding from them."

He stopped and looked into the distance, "However, these people are ungrateful and want to interfere in her life."

Liang Jian patted him on the shoulder and said solemnly, "Yisheng, don't worry, with me here, I will definitely let Aunt Zhao and her family leave here, yes, and Gu Xingfeng."

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"These are a bunch of things, not to mention the surname Mo, and the thought of words like Lao Tzu makes me sick." Not that he didn't feel anything, once he did, he realized their names were How annoying.

Gu Xingfeng stopped talking and just used the cigarette butts on the ground to prove his pain.

In the morning, the Mohists held a memorial service, and in the afternoon held a ceremony to commemorate their ancestors.

Mo Yiyan, Mo Yiming and the youngest Mo Yiming, under the witness of the Mohist people, passed on the name of Liang Qingqing, and the household registration was also moved to her name. Liang Qingqing became their three biological mothers.

Serve tea, kowtow and kneel, and walk through the scene with role models.Liang Qingqing explained the modesty and prudence of the whole day - persevere, persevere.

Master Mo glanced at the sad face on his face. Although he was unhappy, he showed a gratified smile and realized his wish.

The two drank a lot of northwest wind on the top of Xibao Mountain and stayed for many days. In the afternoon, they arrived at the Mo family's cemetery halfway up the mountain and paid their respects.

Cheng Qingran also had a busy day at work, she originally wanted to find Gu Xingfeng, but this was still just an idea.

Even if she goes to him, he is not at work.She didn't know that today was the anniversary of the death of Mutag's father.On this day last year, he nearly hit her with his car.They insult each other.She knew him and thought they would never cross paths.Now, she's his girlfriend, and that's the way fate is, someone he meets by chance on a very special day might become his most cherished person.

At the end of the day, Li Zhi leaned over and asked, "Xiaohua, are you still taking Xiao Modong's car today?"

Cheng Qingran smiled.

Zhang Meng picked up her backpack and said with a smile, "Today, we can finally get off work on time. Don't forget about the team building tomorrow."

"Goodbye!"

"See you tomorrow."

Everyone left, and Cheng Qingran followed the crowd out of Pin Industrial Park.

Walking and walking, a few stops on the subway, transfer to the bus, walking all the way, finally swayed to the door, as soon as I entered the door, I saw Hua Yueqing with the spring breeze blowing on her face, and Lizi sitting on the sofa, "Come back."

Tired of waiting, he changed his shoes while talking, "Well, sister, you came back early too."

"Well, I have nothing to do today, just take a rest." Hua Yueqing handed her the peeled pear, and said with a smile, "..."

Cheng Qingran took a bite of the pear, and Xi Jin collapsed on the sofa, "If you have anything to say, sister, just say it."

Hua Yueqing rubbed her hands together, moved an inch towards her, her smiling eyes were crooked, "Yue Bai, let me tell you, you, don't be angry!"

"Okay, let's go." Cheng Qingran muttered to himself as he stuffed a mouthful of juicy pears.

Today, Mama Bian, oh, Mo Yili, your boyfriend's secretary, came to our company to handle transfer procedures.

Cheng Qingran said casually, "He won't really hand over the house to you, will he?"

"It's my sister." Hua Yueqing waved her hand and smiled enviously.

Cheng Qingran sat up straight and raised her voice eight notches, "Sister, you promised me last night that you would reject him and never accept his house."

Hua Yueqing's eyes trembled slightly, he didn't meet them, and his voice was low, "Yes, I refused, but I didn't refuse."

Cheng Qingran grabbed her shoulders and stared into her eyes, "Sister, I'm afraid deep down in your heart you really don't want to say no, otherwise how could you not, Brother Bian is pointing a knife at your neck?"

"That's not true, it's just," Hua Yueqing opened his arms with embarrassment on his face.

Cheng Qingran waved his hand, "Tomorrow, no, next week, I will return the house to Gu Xingfeng with you."

She stood up, pulled out a tissue, and wiped her hands, "They bought us a house unconditionally, how can we keep it?"

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Hua Yueqing picked the rhinestone decoration on the nail cap, "Oh, I said your head is flooded, are you really stupid, or are you pretending to be stupid? How can a person who likes Gu Xingfeng bottle really like you? He was just joking with you, he is willing to give for you, for our family, why don't you take it?"

Ivo crumpled up the tissue and threw it into the trash can, "Sister, because he has money, I can't spend his money, otherwise, what have I become, disgusting, vain, love money like my life?"

"Did I sell him our relationship at a premium?" She pouted, waiting for her sister.

Hua Yueqing smiled, stood up, and put his fingers on his forehead, "Wake up, even if you take ten thousand steps back, the real love between heaven and earth is between you, crying devil, there is a high probability that you will not Married to the lintel of the Mo family, at most it is one of his secret lovers."

"Why not take advantage of his love and make some real material wealth?"

Finally, she added, "Sister, let me tell you one more thing, a man who can sell for a good price is worth it."

"Yueqing, what does your mother usually teach you? How can you instill this concept and value in your sister?" Wang Xiuwen poked her head out of the kitchen with a knife in her hand.

The Qingming of Huayue is true. "

Wang Xiuwen frowned, and his tone was full of two hundred points of dissatisfaction, "What you said is the truth. You think that people should always feel gentle, respectful and thrifty. How can you deal with emotional matters."

Hua Yueqing looked impatient, waved his hand, and signaled to stop, "Those old theories are not suitable for the real world at all."

Wang Xiuwen said: "No matter what kind of society it is, people still rely on benevolence, righteousness and wisdom to make a living."

"Okay, okay, you're right." Hua Yueqing impatiently walked to the cubicle of the bedroom and bumped into grandma.

Grandma Wang said, "What's the matter, the three of you have been arguing since you came back, even more noisy than that drum book."

"It's nothing, mom!" Wang Xiuwen said, also without the courage to cut vegetables, put the kitchen knife on the coffee table, and sat on the sofa, "Bai Yue, Mo is the young man who came to my house, right?"

Cheng Qing dyes your head.

Grandma chimed in, "I think that guy's fine."

Wang Xiuwen pinched her eyebrows, "Mom, don't say anything until I solve you, okay?"

Grandma Wang stuffed the peeled banana into her mouth and said nothing.