Yan Su looked at his daughter and felt it looked good no matter how he looked. He said to Yan Yan: "Yan Jin asked your mother to transfer some money to his card in the morning, but that matter has passed. Now your mother is in a bad mood. It is the woman who sells meat skewers at the Red Pavilion at the entrance of our community. Do you know who I am talking about?"

Yanyan continued to eat fried river shrimp, "I know, that aunt's surname is Xu, why did she mess with my mother?"

Yan Su glanced at the kitchen door and whispered: "When your mother got off work, she saw her son bringing a girl to help her in Hongting."

"Oh," Yanyan looked surprised, "Has Zheng Xingxue found a girlfriend?"

Yan Su looked at his unhappy daughter and sighed: "Your mother thinks that way, it looks like a girlfriend."

Yanyan asked curiously: "Is that girl good-looking?"

"Your mother said, that girl looks good and is even whiter than you."

Yanyan smiled and said, "Isn't that a match between black and white?"

After Yanyan finished speaking, he thought about it, "What does this have to do with my mother? Why is she unhappy?"

"You can speak softly." Yan Su glanced at the kitchen door again, "Your mother originally planned that when you really couldn't find a suitable person, the black guy could still consider it, but she didn't expect that the black guy would find a girlfriend first."

Yanyan took a deep breath, "What is my mother thinking?"

Yan Su said: "That black boy is not only ugly, but also has good work and character."

"Not bad!" Yanyan lost her appetite in an instant, and she took out a tissue and wiped her fingers.

Seeing that his daughter no longer wanted to eat fried river shrimps, Yan Su knew that her daughter was no longer in a beautiful mood.

He said, "Daughter, you need to feel a little bit of a crisis."

"Well. You don't need to say anything, I know what you want to say." Yanyan said, and turned around and walked towards his room.

Yan Su shouted behind her: "It's time to eat, don't sleep."

"I'll change my clothes." Yanyan returned to the room and lay directly on the bed.

She stared at the ceiling light on the ceiling and began to think about the young man who was suitable for marriage around her.

It was just to make Lang Wen give up that she said that Ding Meimei wanted to compete with her for Liu Yifan. But now she is lying on the bed and thinking about it carefully, Lang Wen is also a good candidate.

Yanyan recalled why he refused Lang Wen back then. After thinking about it, he didn't come up with a reason. In the end, he felt embarrassed back then.

Since I was embarrassed to accept Lang Wen back then, I am naturally embarrassed to find Lang Wen now. Of course, the arrogant Lang Wen could not pursue her anymore.

When Yanyan thought of this, she suddenly became very angry. In four years of college, there were six girls in the dormitory, except for her, all of them were boyfriends.

She is no worse than anyone else, but no boy is willing to pursue her. The reason is very simple. Liu Yifan will appear in their school when he is fine. All the boys in the department know that she has a boyfriend who drives a BMW, who would still be unable to pursue her?

Yanyan gritted her teeth and cursed, "Shameless!" She picked up her cell phone and sent these words directly to Liu Yifan.

Liu Yifan was teasing Du Sen as a brother, and felt the phone vibrating. He picked up the phone and took a look. Seeing Yanyan saying the five words "Shameless" he couldn't help but smile.

Fu Ling glanced at him, "What's the advantage this child has taken?"

Liu Yifan smiled and said, "There is no advantage to take." After he finished speaking, he continued to tease Du Sen.

Fu Ling took the wet towel and wiped his hands, and said to Zhao Mingcheng: "It's getting late, it's time for me to go back."

Liu Yifan immediately said, "Sister, why are you in a hurry? I'll give you it later."

Fu Ling patted Liu Yifan on the shoulder: "You'd better think about who will give you a gift for a while."

Liu Yifan said indifferently: "I have four or five telephone numbers for drivers."

Fu Ling said with a smile: "Then why don't you call your driver quickly. I'm not at ease if you don't have home."

"Why are you so anxious?" Liu Yifan wanted to chat with Du Sen for a while.

Dusen said, "Let's go here today. We'll get together again the next day."

Fu Ling stood up and wanted to check the bill. Liu Yifan grabbed Fu Ling: "I said I asked, what are you paying for?"

"I am your sister." Fu Ling smiled, "Today I am a sister, I invite you guys to have a meal."

Zhao Mingcheng said to Liu Yifan: "You listen to Xiao Fu."

Liu Yifan looked at Zhao Mingcheng, "Okay, I'll listen to my sister."

Fu Ling instructed Liu Yifan again: "Send me a WeChat message when you get home, otherwise I won't feel at ease."

Liu Yifan smiled and said, "I didn't drink much, you don't have to worry."

After Fu Ling said goodbye to Du Sen and Liang Zhigang, she got into Zhao Mingcheng's car.

Zhao Mingcheng asked her: "Go back to the villa or go home?"

Fu Ling looked out the car window and said, "Go back to the villa."

Zhao Mingcheng hesitated for a moment and started the car.

Fu Ling looked at the pedestrian outside the car window and said leisurely: "Du Sen, although he is very smart, is not a shady person. You can find him to decorate the house with confidence."

Zhao Mingcheng glanced at Fu Ling, "I know, I don't plan to find another decoration company."

Fu Ling continued: "You are suitable for living in the kind of house designed by Li Cheng."

Zhao Mingcheng glanced at Fu Ling again: "Don't you like Yanyan's down-to-earth design?"

"What you like may not be suitable." Fu Ling said sadly, "I understand your thoughts, but I can't forget Xuanwu. I want to wait for him to come back."

Zhao Mingcheng held the steering wheel tightly, and he wanted to say loudly to Fu Ling that Xuanwu was dead and he could not come back. But he couldn't say this sentence, and he didn't want to see Fu Ling sadly forget.

Fu Ling stroked the jade bracelet on his left wrist and murmured: "He has never broken his promise. He said he would come back, and he would definitely come back."

"Little Talisman..." Zhao Mingcheng felt a thin sharp knife cutting his heart one by one, making him breathless.

Fu Ling slowly turned his head and looked at Zhao Mingcheng through the street lights outside the car window.

"You don't have to be sad for me." Fu Ling said slowly, "I understand everything. I believe that Xuanwu will definitely come back to pick me up when I die."

Zhao Mingcheng stepped on the brakes and the car stopped in the middle of the road.

Fu Ling sighed, "Why do you have to do this? Birth, old age, sickness and death are what everyone has to face."

Zhao Mingcheng said excitedly: "You are only 32 years old now, and you have only half of your life. Do you want to spend the rest of your life waiting without results?"

Fu Ling smiled shyly: "I think I'm pretty good now. Waiting for him to pick me up is also a kind of hope?"

The car behind began to honk the whistle, and Zhao Mingcheng slowly started the car.

"Am I not good enough to you?" Zhao Mingcheng asked directly.

"You are so nice to me that I feel ashamed of you."
Chapter completed!