Master's Fascinating And Valiant Wife

The manager nodded, "I see. Then I'll go out and tell them."

"Go down. By the way, call the doctor again!"

Lin Ruolan can be described as a mess in the field. No one dares to touch her. Accidentally bumping into her is laughing with her face.

She sang two songs, didn't drink with her, and made a lot of money. Her mood can be described as refreshing.

Zhang Lin has been able to describe her in two words: speechless. She gets up in the wind and water, and it's quite good!

Pei Yijing seldom prunes flowers these nights. Instead, he has been sitting there reading magazines.

Mo Wan sighed: "Oh, what's the matter with Xiao Lan? It's been many days. Do you still learn?"

Without words, Pei Yijing's eyebrow was just a light pick, and he still looked at the magazine in his hand. His look was light and light as the wind.

Mo Wan looked at him: "what do you think? Are you worried about Xiaolan?"

Pei Yijing looked up and smiled softly: "second sister-in-law, it seems that she can't worry about me."

"Then who can it be her turn to worry?" Mo Wan stared at him angrily: "really, it's also a friend. You should worry too!"

Putting the magazine on the table, Pei Yijing got up and pointed out the window: "sister-in-law, I'll trim the flower branches. Today's flower branches haven't been trimmed yet."

"Go, go, you'd better spend your whole life with flowers!" Mo Wan hates that iron is not steel. Flowers are just flowers. Can flowers become a daughter-in-law?

Pei Yijing smiled and walked out of the villa, leaving only Mo holding his teeth in the living room. It's too much!

It may be because it rained a few days ago. The roses in recent days are very beautiful, and the water droplets are rolling on the stamens.

Scissors rise and fall. He cuts off all the redundant branches next to the roses. Only by cutting off the redundant branches can they grow better.

Just then, a mobile phone ring rang, and Pei Yijing picked up the phone: "hello?"

"It's me, Han Cheng."

"Have you left?"

"No, I'm at the airport now. I'm about to board the plane, so I'll call you. Don't forget me when I arrive in Milan! I'll look for you every day, so don't pretend not to know you then."

Pei Yijing smiled lightly: "No."

"That's good. The birthday present I gave you is ready. I'll mail it to you on your birthday."

"Thank you."

"Where do we use such politeness between us? When is my birthday? Have you forgotten?"

"The ninth day of December."

Han Cheng smiled with satisfaction: "I remember very clearly. Well, it's time to board the plane, so I won't be wordy. What day will you arrive in Milan?"

Pei Yijing thought carefully: "in two weeks."

"OK, I'll call you then. Bye." Han Cheng hung up with a smile on his handsome face.

Milan, when he arrives in Milan, they have just begun.

Thinking of Lin Ruolan's injured legs, Pei Yijing took out his mobile phone again. His big hand with distinct bones rubbed Lin Ruolan's three words for a long time, but he didn't press it.

Hook his lips, he put his mobile phone aside and bent over to look at the green rose. The green rose has a different kind of beauty and freshness.

The world loves the red rose because it is charming, passionate and like fire.

But he only loves the green rose, because it is fresh, different and light.

Blue roses and yellow roses are not inferior, but they are not the kind they want.

At this time, another mobile phone ring came. Pei Yijing still had soil on his hand. He had to clip his mobile phone between his shoulders and gently feed it.

Caller was a strange number with the no name, so he didn't know who it was.

But that part was very strange. There was no sound. It was quiet, as if it didn't exist.

"Hello?" he raised his eyebrow gently.

"...." there were no words, and some were just faint breathing sounds, but at this time, they were mixed with some haste.

Pei Yijing's eyes closed slowly. There was already Qingming in his eyes and said, "Ru su..."

Finally, there was a low cry. In the night, that cry seemed very sad: "Yijing, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Now, what else can she say except sorry?

"It's over." he took away the scissors, sat down in front of the garden, and stroked the branches and leaves shaking in the wind with his fingertips.

"I didn't do those things on purpose. I didn't do it on purpose. When I was ill, everything didn't listen to my control, including my thoughts and behavior. I didn't know I would do those things. What should I do?"

Her sobbing sound was very flustered. She was like a child who couldn't find the direction and got lost. All she could do was cry.

"It's over, just forget..."

"Can't forget, can't forget, I always remember."

"You can forget after a long time. Time can heal all scars. Well, you should rest..."

But she fell into a deep silence. Until a long time later, she opened her mouth carefully: "Yijing, I've been thinking of you, very much, do you miss me?"

Pei Yijing rubbed his forehead: "Rusu, you should rest. Your condition has just recovered. Only after a good rest can you recover faster. Go to rest."

Without pestering such a problem, Liu Rusu answered and hung up his cell phone.

This is the first time she called him in two years. Her condition was controlled six months ago, but she didn't dare to call him!

The things she did wrong echoed in her mind. She didn't dare... Really didn't dare

Hang up the phone, but there is no interest in trimming it. Pei Yijing sighed and got up.

Don't lean on the door of the living room with a smile: "did Xiao Lan call? Look at your soft voice. Dare you say that you don't mean anything to other people's little girls? Ghosts believe it!"

Pei Yijing rubbed his forehead and shook his head slightly: "second sister-in-law, you think too much."

"Come on, don't pretend in front of me. You don't look like Xiaolan. Who else can there be?" Mo humed: "you said you didn't mean anything to Xiaolan, but the expression is not that thing at all. Men can really pretend!"

"Second sister-in-law, it's really not her." Pei Yijing had a touch of helplessness in his words.

Mo Wan always had a face of disbelief: "do you think you can deceive me?"

Pei Yijing shook his head gently, crossed Mo's body and walked towards the room.

Mo Wan didn't let him. He stretched out his hand and grabbed his sleeve: "don't be so shy, tell me!"

"Liu Rusu..." Pei Yijing spit out three words.

Slightly stunned, Mo Wan looked at him with some confusion. What does this sentence mean?

Pei Yijing looked at her and said, "the phone just now came from Liu rusoda, not Lin Ruolan."

Again, Mo looked at him. After a long time, he said, "is she well?"

"I heard that the disease was under control... And..." Pei Yijing's voice was mixed with a little bitterness: "she asked me to say sorry to her second sister-in-law instead of her. She didn't mean to do everything at that time. She was out of control both mentally and physically. She really felt very sorry!"

"It doesn't matter, it's over, it doesn't matter..." Mo pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled.

"Sister-in-law, I'm really sorry..." Pei Yijing's remorse never disappeared from beginning to end.

Every time I mention it, there will be more remorse in my heart

Mo Wan shook his head: "don't say sorry. Isn't everything over? Look at Xiao Qi."

Pei Yijing blamed himself more than anyone. In short, the matter has passed, and she doesn't want him to live in such self blame all the time.

"By the way, let me ask you one last question. Do you still like Liu Rusu?"

Hearing the speech, Pei Yijing was stunned in place this time. His gentle eyes were still a little distracted. His Adam's apple rolled without words.

"In fact, it doesn't mean anything to ask. I'm very biased towards Xiaolan. I think she's quite suitable for you. You're light hearted about everything. It seems that nothing can touch your heartstrings. Xiaolan is lively, always vigorous and enthusiastic. If you still love Liu Rusu in your heart, I won't match you with Xiaolan. Maybe she can meet you too To the right person in your life... "

Still speechless, a moment later, Pei Yijing picked up his steps and walked forward. When he came to the entrance of the stairs, his light voice came over: "some things are too extravagant."

Just such a sentence, then he disappeared, leaving Mo Wan standing in place.

What exactly did he mean, but she didn't understand

"How many more days are you going to work?" Zhang Lin poked Lin Ruolan, who was very excited to count the money.

"Soon, I won't do it for a few more days. Anyway, the money is almost the same. No, I have to do it for a long time. At least I can earn some living expenses."

Holding her forehead, Zhang Lin asked, "you're not in a hurry to get a passport and visa?"

"I have both, so don't worry." Lin Ruolan smiled, but the action of counting money in his hand was slightly sluggish.

Zhang Lin was surprised: "did you have money to go abroad before?"

"Yes, isn't it amazing!" Lin Ruolan lowered his eyes, and his long curled eyelashes covered the mood in his eyes.

"Indeed, unexpectedly, you still have money to go abroad, and it's Milan. It's the fashion capital and the most fashionable place in the world."

Lin Ruolan looked up: "I didn't think I had been abroad before, but now my life is a mess."

"What's wrong with this? No matter what kind of life, we should continue to live in the past. It's better to live a free and easy life than to suffer and complain."