He Jiahui's words seemed to be talking to Lin Qirui, but it was more like he was talking to himself.
"He Jiahui, you are not red roses, nor white roses. Respect your husband, okay?" Lin Qirui was upset by her metaphor, and his tone seemed sharp.
He Jiahui's face became pale, and gradually lost blood.
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At nine in the morning, Su Hanyan sat in front of the dressing table in the cloakroom with a hair brushed with a beautiful long hair.
Anna came in and said, "Miss Su, two guests came downstairs, saying that it was your sister and brother -in -law."
"What?" The brush in Su Hanyan's hand fell on the carpet, "You said, who is here? What guests?"
"It's a man and a woman, saying that Miss Su, your sister and brother -in -law." Anna repeatedly repeatedly repeatedly.
"Impossible?" Su Hanyan stood up and opened the door of the cabinet, and randomly picked a purple dress to ask Anna, "Mr. Feng?"
"Mr. Feng talks to the guest downstairs."
"Oh! I know, you go down first, and say that I will come down immediately." Su Hanyan relieved the lace on the pajamas nervously. She didn't know why He Jiahui and Lin Qirui came.
But obviously, her father He Zhiyong asked them to come, it is likely to stop her from marrying Fengyan.
When they were suffered, if they asked Fengyan about marriage, they would help!
How to do it?
She hurriedly took off her pajamas and put on her dress, sorted out her hair in front of the mirror, and hurried downstairs even if she didn't wipe the skin care products.
On the sofa of the living room, Feng Yan's position just faced her, and her expression could not be happy and unhappy. It was the same indifferent.
And He Jiahui and Lin Qirui were in front of her side. She couldn't see what the two of them looked.
"Go breakfast first!" Feng Yan saw her, said.
Where did Su Hanyan still have a mood to eat for breakfast at this time? A few steps stepped forward, sitting next to Fengyan. When looking up at the two unsatisfactory guests, the light was sharp.
"What are you doing? How do you know that I am here? Do you find someone to investigate Ahan?" Her tone was not indifferent, but she could not be polite.
She knew that Fengyan would definitely not like who to investigate him, so he directly pointed the contradiction to him.
"Ningyan, look at what you say, how dare we investigate Mr. Feng. It's just that Mr. Feng is too famous here. Many people know this villa. How about?
Are you unhappy? "
He Jiahui couldn't eat the real relationship between Fengyan and Su Hanyan, so when he spoke, he was cautious. After all, if Feng Yan was really upset, it was a bit unlikely to want to bring people under his eyelids.
She stroked Lin Qiri's back of her side: "Qi Rui, say hello to Ningyan! Just now you said, the most rest assured is this sister?"
Lin Qirui didn't speak, and looked up at Su Hanyan for a long time and greeted it: "Smoke!"
"Mr. Feng, my sister named He Ningyan. She must not tell you this name. At home, she knows that she is a bit benign.
"That, Ayan, I am so hungry, you can accompany me for breakfast! Hurry up, I am really hungry." Su Hanyan interrupted He Jiahui, and when he got up, he pulled Fengyan from the sofa.