Yao Yi's words hurt Lu Anyi's heart. What she felt was that Yao Yi was so distressed that she hung up the phone and left the hospital. Her car was still in the parking lot of the food street.
She took a taxi to the food street to pick up the car. When she sat in the car, she remembered that Pei Yifeng had not called her for a phone call since she left last night.
If he went back, he would definitely call to ask when he saw that he had not returned, so she took out her cell phone and dialed Pei Yifeng's number.
Pei Yifeng answered the phone on the other end of the phone and shouted An Yi exhaustedly.
"Yi Feng, where are you?"[
"The system has just been repaired and is in the company."
"Oh, then you go home and rest for a while, I'll go to the company."
After hanging up the phone, she put her head tiredly on the car window, staring blankly outside, and constantly thinking about the soft murmur when Yao Yi hugged her.
‘158, I miss you.’
In my heart, I murmured, "Why do you like me? You made me unable to take it or let it go."
Every bit of getting along with Yao Yi came to my mind. I used him to stimulate Yao Qianwan that night, and she took the initiative to kiss him.
Along the way, Yao Yi seemed to have always tolerated her, tolerated her, and let her beat and scolded her. Like Pei Yifeng, he would always appear suddenly in a certain place. No matter where she is, he would
Can be found.
On the weekend, Yuan Manling called Lu Anyi and Pei Yifeng to have dinner at her place. She sat on the sofa in Yuan Manling's living room and sat with Yuan Manling, with only one Lu Zhenyang.
The TV shows the cartoons that Lu Zhenyang loves to watch. Lu Anyi’s hatred for Yuan Manling seems not so deep, as if it was since Lu Zhenyang got sick.
That day, the only thing Yuan Manling said to her was Pei Yifeng. She shared her son's love, so those grievances should be offset first.
This is the only reason she can convince herself to suddenly change her attitude towards Yuan Manling. From a woman's perspective, Yuan Manling is a poor woman who has never received the love of her husband in her life. She actually has a soft side in her strongness.
At the dinner table, Lu Zhenyang was the family's pistachio. As long as Lu Anyi and the others fell silent, he would start looking for topics. No matter what he said, Yuan Manling would answer his words.
"Grandma, I will be a prosecutor when I grow up." Lu Zhenyang said frankly, as if he was making an oath.
Yuan Manling smiled and asked, "Why should Yangyang be a prosecutor?"
Lu Zhenyang clenched his fists and said to Yuan Manling with a loyalty, "Prosecutors can catch bad people."
He was like this, making both Lu Anyi and Pei Yifeng amused. Lu Anyi reached out and cut his little head, "Look at you like that."
Yuan Manling still maintained that kind smile, touched Lu Zhenyang's head lovingly, and said to Lu Zhenyang in a gentle tone, "If you like to catch bad people, grandma thinks it's better for you to be a policeman."
Upon hearing this, Lu Zhenyang blinked curiously and said, "Huh? Grandma, isn't the Procuratorate also a bad person?"
Yuan Manling carried Lu Zhenyang to her lap and sat, hugged him in her chest with a doting heart, and patiently explained to Lu Zhenyang, "The Procuratorate is a bad guy, but the police are responsible for arresting people."[
Lu Zhenyang nodded and suddenly remembered something again, "Grandma, today the school teacher said I am the third generation of official and the second generation of rich."