Husband is bad: evil president is not easy to mess with

The old lady Sikong's words made the two people in the room freeze at the same time.

Sikong Jingqiu coughed lightly, and said to the direction of the door, "Grandma, we'll be out right away", then took Zizhu down, got up, first picked up the clothes scattered on the ground and put them on for himself, and then picked up the clothes. Putting on her clothes, she walked to the bed, swayed in front of Zizhu, grinned, showing a frivolous smile, "Do you want me to help you?"

"No need!" Zizhu blushed, grabbed his clothes, and frowned at him.

Seeing that she hadn't moved for a long time, Sikong Jingqiu raised his eyebrows and knelt down, "So, this means, do you want me to help you?"

Who asked him to help!

Zi Zhu glared at him vigorously, "Turn around!"

This person looks gentle, but he is like a hooligan in his bones!

"It's not that I didn't help you get through." Sikong Jingqiu shrugged, sat down beside the bed, glanced at the door out of the corner of his eye, "If you don't put on your clothes, Jing Lue will really get someone to knock on the door."

"Don't tell me about the past, I'm not Song Haiyue!" How many times would she tell this person before he would believe it?Is he really not that woman named Song Haiyue?

Zizhu turned her back angrily, and quickly put on her clothes.

When she turned around, she glanced at the photo frame on the cabinet and froze. It took a while to come back to her senses. She picked up the photo frame, stared blankly at the person inside, and asked the person behind her, "Is she... Song Haiyue?"

The girl in the photo looks exactly like her!

The only difference is that my hair is longer and I am a little older, while the girl in the photo still has a green face that has not faded, and has a very fresh temperament, obviously a college student.

Zi Zhu just looked at the photo, as if he was looking at himself three years ago.

She thought that if she took the photo she took in college and put it together with this photo, no one would think they were two people.

No wonder...

Sikong Jinglue would mistook her, calling her mom when he saw him, and the man in front of him also mistook her for Song Haiyue.

Even she herself, looking at the photos, had the illusion of looking at herself.

It's a pity...she really isn't Song Haiyue.

Zi Zhu pursed her lower lip, "Is she Jing Lue's mother?"

Sikong Jingqiu took a deep look at her and nodded, "Well, she is Jinglue's mother."

"Where is she?" Zizhu's voice was a little bit astringent.

Zi Zhu didn't know what was causing the depression on his chest at this moment.She pursed her lips, and while waiting for Sikong Jingqiu's answer, she kept staring at the girl in the photo without moving away.

Sikong Jingqiu didn't answer right away, his eyes stayed on Zizhu all the time, carefully observing her every expression, and after a long while, he asked, "Are you asking about the present or the past?"

When he said this, his expression calmed down, as if he was recalling, but also looking forward to the future.

Now?

past?

Zizhu was a little confused by the question he asked himself. For a moment, he couldn't figure out whether he wanted to know the past or the present of this girl named Song Haiyue.

"Three years ago, she died, and when she was born Jinglue, she collapsed." Sikong Jingqiu frowned and said.

"Dead, dead?" Zi Zhu stopped his mouth in surprise, "I don't know...I'm sorry, it wasn't intentional..."

Her surprised expression didn't seem to be faked at all, which caused doubts in Sikong Jingqiu's mind.