Although Mrs. Ouyang is good, she is still a little worse than the eldest son. After all, the eldest son is the one who pays their wages.
When Qian Ru was dragged out, she cried sadly, not to mention how sad she was, "Ouyang, Ouyang."
Yihan pulled off the quilt and sighed heavily, "It's really annoying."
Ouyang Yun smiled fondly and said, "It won't happen again."
Ouyang Yun found that his son's mother would appear from time to time, mostly at night, bringing all kinds of food. Yihan would be very happy every time, but he had never bumped into that woman.
That night, he made an appointment with his friends to drink in a bar. Since they found out that he had a son, several of his bad friends became jealous and jealous, and tried their best to get him to drink. After drinking, his face flushed and his steps became a little unsteady.
He went to the toilet and washed his face with cold water. He looked at himself in the mirror a few times, shook his head and laughed. How jealous were these birdmen of him?
After smoking a cigarette, he became somewhat sober, washed his hands and walked out.
As soon as he turned out, a woman bumped into him. He subconsciously supported her and said, "Miss, this way of picking up a conversation is too old-fashioned."
The women in the bar are all here to flirt with the guy. After seeing them so many times, they have become numb.
The woman in her arms raised her head, revealing a snow-white and beautiful face, "Sir, you are thinking too much..."
Ouyang Yun saw her face clearly and recognized her immediately. Wasn't she the woman who bumped into him in the hospital?
"Do you always walk in such a hurry?"
Strangely, although he has a good memory, he is not interested in women. Women come and go around him, but there are not many faces that he can remember. However, this woman who suddenly appeared made him remember it at a glance.
, and it felt strangely familiar.
Zheng Yuan also recognized him at the same time and gasped, how could it be such a coincidence?
"Uh, Ouyang Yun, it's you."
There was an eerie familiarity in her tone.
Ouyang was stunned, and his heart skipped an inexplicable beat, "Do you know me? Have we met before?"
Is it another romantic debt from the past?
He couldn't help but take another look at her. Her facial features were beautiful, her temperament was very clean, and her makeup was so thick that she was almost unrecognizable, but her shining eyes were so impressive that she was instantly recognizable.
However, he couldn't think of any intersection between them.
Zheng Yuan's eyes were in a trance for a while, and the corner of her mouth raised a touch of sarcasm. There are people who can be encountered wherever they go.
Ouyang was so embarrassed by her smile that a chill ran down his back, "Hey, why don't you answer me? That's very rude."
His voice was a bit loud, and a man not far away looked over with a startled expression. "Young Master Ouyang?"
Zheng Yuan, who had her back turned to him, trembled and suddenly threw herself into Ouyang's arms. The soft and fragrant body made Ouyang feel strange in his heart. He was caught off guard. Just as he was about to push her away, she gave her a fierce look.
The tone was very fierce, "Shh, cooperate with me, otherwise you will wait to be pinched all over your head by your son."
Her voice was so low that only Ouyang could hear it. He was stunned. He pushed her hand away and remained motionless. She held his waist tightly with both hands and buried her whole little face in his arms, as if she was drunk.
Lying down motionless.
Ouyang Yun was confused, as if he was trapped in a fog.
Does she know his precious son?
And very familiar?
The man walked over, raised his lips slightly, and stretched out his hand, "Hello, I'm Chi Mo."