"Don't talk about Chen, don't listen, I am tired of listening, it is a person repeatedly, it's boring." Ke Yihan said angrily.
Chen, it seems that Yan Meng is really all, he is jealous.
"I'm thinking, what will I look like if I don't love you? What do you look like in my life? I wake up every day, and I don't have to find you as soon as possible. What will happen?
The stomach, I don't need to think about talking, I'm afraid of your dissatisfaction, I don't have to look forward to it again. One day you will fall in love with me and put on a wedding dress for me, and I have a child for you.
No longer exist, what will you me and me? "Yan Meng really said with a smile.
She was thinking, who loved for a long time, and suddenly didn't love anymore. What kind of mood was that kind of mood? Will it be lost? Will you sit on the sofa in a daze? Lying on the bed?
What about weeping? Still when I will go back at midnight, I have a crazy love.
She would imagine, but things did not happen. Those who were just imagined after all, but there was a saying that it was right. After leaving old love, she wanted to take a slow car. When she looked thoroughly, her mood would be clear.
Ke Yihan also fell into contemplation. If there was no Yan Mengzhen, what would his life? Will it really be happy? Will he really be beautiful with Yan Ning?
"Ke Yihan, if we divorce and leave each other's life, I hope that in the future, we will be a stranger, don't smile, don't be ordinary friends, I think any ordinary friend is enough to give me so
Big damage, you don't have to worry about the two people who lose fate, even if they live in the same city, they will rarely meet. We may not see each other after leaving. "Yan Meng really said.
Ke Yihan walked in front of her, holding her hand and said, "Maybe we will entangle in our lives?"
"If I divorce, I will never be entangled." Yan Meng really said firmly.
Before Ke Yihan spoke, the door was pushed away. They were busy standing. Ke Zhen walked in, black cheeks, and they were silent. They were all silent.
"Han, don't you plan to give me an explanation?" Ke Zhen looked at Ke Yihan.
"Dad, as Yan Ning said, I'm sorry, my explanation, no." Ke Yihan said lowly.
"So really grievances for so long?" Ke Zhen suddenly felt sore Yan Meng Zhen. Of course, if he knew that Yan Mengzhen was not aggrieved for a few months, but four years, how would he feel?
"Unless I die, the Ke family will not accept Yan Ning. You have your attitude. I have my decision. I have never happened. Yan Meng is still your wife.
My daughter -in -law, as for the divorce you said, I will not agree, your mother will not agree, cold, marriage is responsibility, not you can solve everything, it's late, go to rest. "Ke Zhen is very very very very very very
Directly.
"Dad." Yan Meng shouted.
"I still think about it before you get married. If you think about it, if you divorce, can your father really accept it? Do you really agree with your elderly grandpa? Love is a matter of two people, but the marriage is often.
It is a matter of two families. I hope you know clearly, I'm tired, go to rest. "After Ke Zhen said, he turned and left.
Ke Yihan and Yan Meng really frowned and glanced at each other.
Yan Mengzhen took the lead in leaving the study and returned to the room. Ke Yihan watched the caller ID, and eventually answered the phone. Sure enough, Yan Ning cried and died of life. Finally, he simply said: "Everything wait for me to see you tomorrow.
. ""
After this call, he returned to the room and took a bath. Yan Mengzhen was lying on the bed watching TV.
He held his mobile phone and suddenly received an email. He found that the anonymous was a bit familiar. It seemed that the last time he said: Your woman is dangerous.
He also sent it.
He was not in a hurry, lying on Yan Mengzhen, watching TV with her, Yan Mengzhen leaned there, and he leaned on, so he leaned on the bedside. Yan Meng really said:
"I have no place, you're going, don't go to me, annoying."
"Watching TV like this, don't make noisy, it's high, it's tide." Ke Yihan pointed at the TV.
Yan Meng is too lazy to ignore it, as he said, the story is indeed high, tide.
He opened the mailbox and opened it, and he was stunned. All of them were real photos of Yan Meng, and it was obvious that it was before she was eighteen years old. There were photos of her plate. There were photos of her children.
There seems to be a picture of her red lips and tears, and she seems to have a great grievance.
He has never had these photos, so who sent him? Chen Chen? Nangong Chen and Li Hanchen are not the same person, so what's going on? He stunned.
Yan Meng really glanced at Ke Yihan's mobile phone and said, "What beauty photos are you looking at? This hairstyle seems very small?"
She didn't see it clearly, but she was sure that she was a woman, and it seemed small, and it was very small, and it was found that it was retro.
Ke Yihan quickly took the phone aside, frowned and said, "Steaming, very impolite."
"I didn't see it, what was so surprised to do? Don't you peek at? Ke Yihan, you can't think of this hobby?" Yan Meng said funny.
"Before returning to Yan's house, how did your life look like? Do you do my feelings, do women want money? What is it for?" Ke Yihan suddenly said seriously.
Judging from the photos, Yan Meng really seems to have played a few workers? He seemed to have lived hard. Suddenly thought that when he was in his love, the woman always wanted money for money. Is it difficult to say? At this moment?
He wants to know clearly.
Yan Mengzhen froze and said with a smile: "I have said it."
"Have you said? When?" Ke Yihan asked puzzled.
"People who are interested, remember clearly at any time, people who are unintentional, saying thousands of times are useless, Ke Yihan, I don’t want to say, I'm tired, want to sleep, don't touch me, otherwise I will be directly.
Runaway. "Yan Mengzhen finished speaking, just wanted to sleep, Ke Yihan's big hand held her waist, and said very directly:" Say, I don't touch you, don't talk, I touched you to the end, and try to go away. "
Yan Mengzhen looked at his eyes, and said with a pause: "Before coming to Yan's family, my mother and I were dependent on each other. She was not in good health. I had no money. In order to cure her, I played a few jobs. Maybe you can see it in you.
It ’s easy to make money, but for me in the teenager, it’ s really difficult and difficult. I want to do everything possible, but it ’s not enough.”
"Then you do my love, woman?" Ke Yihan asked quickly.
"I have told you, and met you at the door of the bar for the first time. You thought I was injured and gave me some money. Those money saved me once, but my life is not saved once, and I can live well. Finally, I have any.
For the second time, it is still you. I have become your love. People, every time you ask you to ask for money, you must think that I am particularly vanity. In fact, those money is for my mother.
It's not so addicted to money like that. "Yan Meng really said with a smile.
Ke Yihan looked at the little woman around him. It turned out that she wanted money, not to love money, just to treat her mother, then he had misunderstood before.
"Why don't you tell me?" Ke Yihan blame.
"Tell you? Ke Yihan, have you ever thought about how many times did you laugh at me in four years? Have you ever heard a poem? In the four years, I used that poem to represent: I used to silently have no hopeless hope without expectations
I have loved you and I have endured both shyness and torture. I have loved you so tenderly like that. I hope God will bless you another person who will love you like me. "Yan Meng really smiled.
"So, do you do my love, woman, isn't it for my money?" Ke Yihan asked quickly.
Yes, he used to feel that he was very failed, because Yan Mengzhen asked money again and again, making him feel that Yan Meng's true love has always been money, and it has nothing to do with him. In fact, he is more willing to be Yan Meng's true love, not money, not money, not money, not money, not money, not money, not money, not money.
Now listening to her, it seems that there is hope.
Yan Mengzhen looked at Ke Yihan's eyes and nodded and said, "Ke Yihan, I can tell you very well, I love you, I have never been related to money, I really love you, this is the case four years ago, the same four years later, the same four years later, the same four years later, the same four years later, the same four years later
Yes, I love someone, the heart and soul, money, I don't care, you believe it, you don't believe it, I ... "
"Believe, I believe you." Ke Yihan said directly.
Yan Mengzhen looked at his eyes and said with a faint smile: "Finally said, there is no need to carry it again in the future.
Yan Meng really closed her eyes, her nose was sour, and her tears still passed the corner of the eyes. Yes, after four years, she explained it in one sentence. She was still a little bit sour inside, but said, everything was fine.
I believe in that sentence, although it came a little late, but fortunately, he believed it, before, I always hope that everything he knows, now it is found that it is clear that the result is the same.
If it is over, it will feel like it will exist.
Ke Yihan embraced Yan Mengzhen into his arms and whispered: "Yan Mengzhen, you said, if you are not left outside at the beginning, you are the money of the Yan family, will we meet?
What about being together? "
His question, Yan Meng really listened clearly, but she did not answer. Yes, any hypothetical question could not answer, sleep, the most practical.
The phone rang again, Ke Yihan picked it up quickly, and it was still the email sent by that person. He opened it and looked deep, and his eyes were deep.
Lying in your arms calmly, saying love to you with tenderness, maybe tomorrow, all your beauty will become a bubble.
(Explain Ha, butterfly needs to go to work every day, and there is a time code word after get off work. It will not change every day. It will not change. I am not crazy, I know a few pounds, and I do n’t lift the bar with anyone. I hope you are happy, I am also happy, please believe it, I love you, thank you for your support, butterfly will continue to work hard, what? clatter)