She mustn't have seen that this photo is fake, right?
This was prepared in advance, and used as an excuse to show them as evidence to prove that her late boyfriend was not false.
In order to fulfill her lies, I deliberately asked someone to prank the man in the photo into the same face and nose shape as Yan Mubei.
Then use the technique of removing flowers and folding trees to add your photos to make them look like a couple taking a photo.
Because time is too fast, she rushed to get someone to make it before she came back.
Xu Shan was afraid that Lin Qianqian, who had seen too carefully, would see the problem, so she quickly dropped her wallet back in front of her and lamented deeply: "We have known each other for a long time, and our relationship has always been very good, but it's a pity that God wants to make people...
He, he just left."
Lin Qianqian looked up at Xu Shan and asked, "Why did he leave?"
"The injury is too serious."
"Didn't he say he can take a wheelchair?"
Can people who can sit still be too seriously injured?
If the injury is too serious, shouldn't you lie in bed all day?
Xu Shan gritted her teeth secretly, feeling a little difficult: "... Although he was seriously injured, in the last days, he could sit in a wheelchair and watch the sunsets every day with me. Miss Lin, if you don't believe what I say,
I don’t force you, I can’t help but treat Mr. Yan. After all, seeing him will remind me of my boyfriend.”
After saying that, Xu Shan covered her mouth with one hand and sobbed softly.
In this way, Lin Qianqian naturally couldn't chase after her anymore.
Now she is most afraid of not being a woman who seduces Yan Mubei, but that Yan Mubei's feet can be cured, but they cannot get good treatment and miss the opportunity in vain.
He has been decadent for her for half a year and missed the opportunity for treatment for half a year. He can't continue like this.
Lin Qianqian told herself that she would not let him suffer for herself anymore.
He has already paid too much for her.
"Ms. Xu, I'm sorry, I'm thinking too much and worrying. If you have no problem with Miss Xu, I'll have someone come to pick you up tomorrow. Please prepare for it."
"Okay, I will pack up my things tonight, and move into Yan's house tomorrow, and follow up on his treatment throughout the process."
"Thank you for your massive amount, see you tomorrow."
"See you tomorrow."
——★The dividing line of one-day addiction★——
"What? Please come back with a woman with a problem with your head?" Yan Mubei stared at Lin Qianqian and firmly disagreed: "I don't want her to help me with treatment."
Lin Qianqian poured soup for her son, picked up the scrambled eggs he liked tomatoes and urged her to quickly stew the rice.
Colin flattened his mouth and muttered, "I'm full and don't want to eat."
"No, you must eat it."
“….”
The neglected boss Yan beat the dishes and continued to protest: "Lin Qianqian, I said I don't want the woman named Xu to treat me."
"Shut up and eat." Lin Qianqian shook her hands and knocked on the back of his hand holding the chopsticks with her head.
Suddenly, Yan Mubei shrank his hand in pain because of being knocked, and then continued to stare at her in a frustration.
Colin looked up and stared at his mother: "Mommy, is the white rice so hard or not delicious."
"I know you hid biscuits in the room and a box of instant noodles. Don't think about taking them for a while, because I've thrown them all away."
"Scared?" Colin opened his mouth wide and was stunned in disbelief.
Those are his late-night snacks.
Speaking of which, he fell in love with instant noodles recently and felt that these white rice was as unpalatable as poison.