Yan Muqing didn’t feel anything embarrassing to run the palace for so many years, which all kinds of people will encounter.
Take back your hand naturally. "Mrs. Lu, why don’t you go to the building with your friends? It’s quite messy here."
"Well, are there any bags left in that building?"
Yan Muqing one leng, she didn’t want Liu Yichen to know and wanted to say, "You go to my bag door and someone will guard it."
"Well, thank you, Mr. Yan!"
Yan Muqing smiled and gave a hand. "Don’t thank me again. Let Liu Yichen be jealous again."
Sue night feeling nai shook his head for Liu Yichen that jealousy altar she also has no choice.
Sue night feeling took Li Ailing to the building.
The two of them just sat on the sofa, and the clerk pushed the door and came in to put the tray in their hands on the coffee table. "Mrs. Lu, this is General Manager Yan. Please be slow!"
Sue took one look at the face with a bottle of red wine and a fruit bowl. It was thoughtful of Yan Muqing.
"Thank you for me, Mr. Yan!"
"good!"
Member left Sue late feeling some concerns took Li Ailing hand "air in, what’s the matter with you? Why does it look bad? What happened? "
"No" Li Ailing pulled pull lip smile some reluctantly.
"Aileen …" Sue sighed and looked at her with biting lips. "We grew up together. We are orphans. Although I was later recognized by Su Kang, having this father is no different from not having this father …"
Sue felt a little choked up at night. She could pretend to be strong in front of others, but she couldn’t be strong in front of Li Ailing, a sister who grew up together.
"Late love …" Li Ailing didn’t expect Sue’s late love to be the case. She lived like a princess from then on.
Sue looked up and wiped the tears from her eyes. "Aileen, I cherish our friendship, including Liu Yang. I also cherish the fact that the three of us grew up together. I don’t know what will happen in the end, but Aileen, I swear to you …"
Sue held her hands high and looked solemn. "I never wanted to destroy your feelings. I have married Lu Yichen now. He loves me and I love him."
"I’m sorry for my white night. I …"
Sue put her hand over Li Ailing’s mouth and shook her head. "Don’t say anything. I know that everyone in love is selfish. I should be the one who should say sorry." If she hadn’t hesitated for a moment, Li Ailing wouldn’t have committed suicide.
Li Ailing was ashamed of Sue’s late love, and the two of them began to cry.
Section 231
Cell phone buzzing in my pocket.
Sue’s late love remembered that she had come out for a long time and put Li Ailing’s hand to wipe her tears. "You wait for me here and I’ll be back as soon as I go out."
"Good …" Li Ailing smiled at Sue at night.
Sue night feeling walking outside and take out a cellular phone proved to be Liu Yichen.
Liu Yichen sat in her bag and waited for a long time, but she didn’t see Sue coming back with a little anxiety.
Finally, I couldn’t help calling her, but the words kept ringing but no one answered.
Until the mobile phone bell is getting closer and closer, people who opened the door and walked in are relieved.
Sue sat down beside him and explained, "I just met an acquaintance and chatted."
"Who did you meet?" Liu Yichen asked doubtfully.
Even if you meet an acquaintance, you can’t talk for so long, can you? I don’t know. He is waiting for her here.
Besides, her acquaintances, he knows almost everything. Don’t bring them with you.
Sue licked her mouth for a long time before saying "it’s Li Ailing"
Li Ailing will remind him of Liu Yang’s fight, but it has alarmed many people.
"Is she all right?" Liu Yichen asked naturally.
Although I am not familiar with this woman, she is Sue’s late love friend and Liu Yang’s girlfriend. The suicide almost scared people to death.
Sue shook her head at night. "She looks very bad and I don’t know what happened to her."
"Then you go to accompany her. I’ll wait here and come to me when you go back." I know that Sue is very concerned about this woman, and if she goes back like this, she won’t be at ease.
"Thank you, husband!" Sue’s late feelings are gentle on his lips.
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