Chapter 782

"Last month." Wei Qing said, "and then shot two advertisements."

It turned out that he had come back last month, but now he was contacted.

With a smile of self mockery in my heart, coffee has become extremely bitter in my mouth.

When Wei Qing works, she doesn't like to be contacted by others, which will disturb her. Therefore, when Wei Qing thinks of him, he will be contacted between them.

Eat together, say a few words, so repeatedly.

"I asked Lisa to prepare your favorite food. I'll have more later." Wei Qing said that she tried to act like a mother and show her concern and consideration for her son.

Shan feiye nods and smiles, "OK, thank you, mom."

For a moment, they were silent.

In order to find some topics to ease the embarrassment, Shan non night said: "are you doing well in foreign filming?"

"Non night, mom has something to tell you."

Unexpectedly, at this time, the two people are tacit understanding at the same time.

"What?"

"What did you say?"

Ask each other at the same time.

Shan feiye said with a smile, "you said."

He looks a lot like that man.

Every time Wei Qing sees him, she has an illusion.

And the character is more and more like, clearly, when I was a child, I was slightly autistic, so timid, do not like to talk.

Blood and heredity are really wonderful things.

"Well, I'll go first." Holding up the coffee cup, Wei Qing looks at Shan feiye, "I should have told you earlier, but I think it's not too late to say it now."

……

From Wei Qing's villa, Shan Fei covers his mouth at night and runs to the side to vomit.

Vomit pale fierce, he laughed at himself, turned around and kicked on the red Ferrari.

He kicked the door in.

Useless stuff!

Secretly scolding himself in his heart, he got into the car and went away.

……

Whoa.

Breathe out gently. Fortunately, he is not here.

When Zhou Miaoyu comes in, he presses the wall lamp.

Sitting on the sofa, she looked at a place, stunned.

In fact, it's loss.

I didn't see him.

Tell yourself, just come up to find a dress, a favorite dress.

I don't know how long I've been sitting. The clock points to 10 o'clock.

He hasn't come back yet.

I think the nightlife of President Shan will be colorful.

Funny. She's a funny woman.

Standing up, Zhou Miaoyu is ready to leave.

Just walked to the porch, just listen to the sound of the password lock.

Two beeps, the door opened.

People inside the door, people outside the door, four eyes opposite.

"You..." It's not night.

"I came up to look for clothes." Zhou Miaoyu said hastily, but then she frowned.

Damn it!

Her hands are empty, where there are damn clothes!

This lie is not advanced enough!

"Oh." Shan feiye didn't care. He came in with the doorframe.

"What's the matter with you?"

Finding that he was pale, Zhou Miaoyu couldn't help asking, "is he not feeling well?"

Her concern made Shan feiye soft, showing an aggrieved look. He stood by the door and looked at her, "darling, I'm not comfortable, especially uncomfortable."

Holding him into the room and sitting on the bed, she went out and poured him a cup of hot water.

He didn't drink, but why did he look so ugly?

After drinking hot water, his stomach felt better. He took her hand and looked at her with wet eyes.

Zhou Miaoyu really wanted to slap him in the face.

Why put on such an expression, deliberately invite her heartache is not!

"Get some sleep. I'm going." Draw back your hand, she said softly.

Shan Fei, in a hurry, stood up and hugged her, "don't go, darling, will you accompany me for a while?"

Nose into his body, and the smell of jasmine her.

A big man is fragrant with jasmine, which is ridiculous, but what can he do?

She couldn't resist such a single night.

He leaned side by side at the head of the bed, covered with the same quilt, and Zhou Miaoyu's fingers were in his palm.

Looking at him, she finally asked, "can you tell me? What's the matter? "

Shan feiye kneaded her fingers, grinned bitterly and looked at her with a gentle voice: "darling, my mother, my mother is going to get married..."

His mother's getting married?

His mother

From the entanglement of the previous generation, she occasionally heard a passage from grandfather Mingrui.

His mother, Wei Qing, once loved her father Zhou Yanchen when she was young.Or a more incisive, more crazy love.

I can't imagine that the noble, dignified and gentle woman now has some uninhibited years.

Moreover, the relationship between Shan feiye and his mother is very delicate.

First of all, she only knew that his father was Shan Hao and his family.

Besides, she never heard a word about his father, even her own, even though she knew they were the best brothers.

Like, it's a taboo.

Secondly, he seems to have a bad relationship with his mother.

Usually, she seldom heard him talk about his mother, and she only met Wei Qing once.

Maybe his father didn't love his mother, and so did his mother.

Without the crystallization of love, how does he exist in his parents' heart?

"Why so suddenly?" Holding his hand in his backhand, Zhou Miaoyu bit his lower lip. At this time, he didn't know what to say or how to comfort him.

In principle, he is an adult, mother married, looking for their own happiness, there is nothing wrong.

However, his feelings for his mother are special. It's not right to say that he is attached to her. It's a kind of feeling that she can't understand.

"The other side, who is it?"

Zhou Miaoyu guessed, is it because the other party is not a good person, so let him worry?

Shan Fei night closed her eyes, took her hand and gave her a kiss on the lip, "Kangxiu bank, you know?"

Kangxiu bank?!

Zhou Miaoyu's eyes widened instantly.

No?

It's not a coincidence, is it?

Shan Fei closed his eyes at night, so he didn't see Zhou Miaoyu's tangled expression at the moment.

"Who's in Connaught bank?"

"President, Xu Dafeng."

Really.

Chang RuRu and Lin ran can't find the bride's identity. It turns out that it's his mother, Wei Qing, the top movie queen!

No wonder, no wonder to hide, also hide so well.

How could this happen?

"Is it really Xu Dafeng?"

"Well." Open your eyes, Shan Fei night eyes color a cold, self mockery smile, "my mother said, they have been dating for three months, she thinks Xu Dafeng is good."

Good?

Will Xu Dafeng be good?

Thinking of the way Xu Dafeng looked that night, Zhou Miaoyu just wanted to laugh.

It seems that his mother's level of looking at people has regressed a lot, or that this combination has no deeper significance.

What is distressing is that he is so sad.

Those who made him sad began to be rejected by Zhou Miaoyu subconsciously.

"It doesn't matter. Anyway, it has nothing to do with me. She just informed me, and didn't mean to ask for my opinions."

It doesn't matter what he says, but he cares a lot in his heart.

Even so many years, Shan feiye's temperament has turned upside down, but in his heart, he is still a sensitive person.

Silent comfort, she clenched his fingers.

Shan Fei turned his head at night, and with Zhou Miaoyu's pretty face, he leaned over and couldn't help kissing her nose. "Honey, shall we do that?"

That one?

Zhou Miaoyu knew that he didn't see anything related to love in his eyes, so what he said was that

Nod your head and promise.

He immediately took out a small brown leather bag from the drawer, zipped it open, and had all kinds of tools.

Lift the quilt, hold her to your knees, bend over and hold her ankles.

He took the nail clippers and cut her toenails seriously.

This can be regarded as a quirk of President Shan, which has been the case since childhood.

Zhou Miaoyu put his head on his shoulder and narrowed his eyes slightly.

When he finished cutting all ten toes and put away the nail clippers, he found that she didn't know when to fall asleep.

Sleeping face is quiet and lovely.

Kissing her on the forehead, he helped her lie down and covered the quilt.

I went to the bathroom and washed my hands. When I came back, I opened the quilt, hugged her and closed my eyes.

Fortunately.

In his most vulnerable night, with her company.

……