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Throwing away things about Song Qian and Weige, Yun thought about her husband, who was pleasing to his eyes, nestled in his arms: "Mr. Song, Qian Qian will be my butler."

"It's up to you to decide." Song Mian took Yun think about it and took care of her belly.

"I need a housekeeper, should I have a property?" Where is the housekeeper without property?

"When we go back, my father will give you." Song Mian's fingertips combed her long hair, this is Song Mian's favorite thing to do.

"Father gave it to me? Isn't it yours?" Yun thought of squinting and staring at death.

"My father gave you the copy that the Song family should give to the newly-wed daughter-in-law. My copy does not need to be given to you because it belongs to you." Song Mian will never answer the wrong proposition, "If you want to Take care of my copy."

Yun Xiang really thought about it for a minute, and glimpsed Song Yao, who was not far away arranging the documents, and looked at him squintly. "If I am willing to take care of it, does it mean that Song Yao is unemployed?"

Song Yao almost didn't stand still, why did he always feel that the young lady was full of maliciousness from time to time?

"It wouldn't be unemployed, he ran errands." Song Mian's eyes overflowed with a smile, and nodded his narrow wife's nose.

Song Yao, sad in his heart: ...

So he will soon fall to the point where he can only run errands?

Anyway, he also followed the young master for more than ten years, no credit or hard work, the young master just like this lightly, to kill his hard work to please the young lady?

After he worked hard for more than ten years, he was so easily taken away by Song Qian?

Did he follow the wrong Lord?

Song Yao began to doubt life.

When Yun Xiang thought about his eyes, he looked at Song Yao with his ears up: "Song Yao."

Song Yao was agitated and immediately walked to Yun Xiang: "Young Lady."

"How about I give you a long vacation?" Yun Xiang said with a smile.

"Mrs. Shao, I like to be busy. The busier, the more fulfilling." Song Yao hastily stated that he did not want to lose his job.

"But what should I do, your master and I have thought about the two-person world, and I think you are a bit obtrusive." Yun thinks that he stretched out his five fingers and felt that his nails were sharp again. He sat up from Song Mian's arms and stretched his fingers to him. before.

Song Mian grabbed her boneless fingers and took out her nail clipper from the box under the coffee table in front of her. With her head down, she trimmed her carefully.

Straight from the young lady's eyes, Song Yao felt that his rice bowl was crumbling, and he could only quietly ask the young master for help.

Where did I know that when I looked up, I only saw the young master lowering his head and cutting the young lady's nails, and suddenly felt more pitiful.

Even the young master has no status at all, is he even less hopeful?

"Young lady, I can't show up..." Song Yao also wanted to struggle.

"Don't show up? Then call A Mian to report?" Yun thought about raising his eyebrows, quite a bit sloppy, "Do you want to take my line?"

Song Yao: ...

Don't you want to be in a world with the young master? Being tired every day, do I need to call?

In my heart, Song Yao dared not to speak out, but he could only say so: "Mrs. Shao, if I go to the whole room, how do you think it looks good?"

"Pomp." Yun thought that it was really untenable, and wanted to tease Song Yao again, giving him a proposition to make him plastic surgery as Song Mian, only Song Mian made her feel good, but to Song Yao pitiful The face finally retained a little conscience.

"Okay, don't tease you, it's me and A Mian who are going to continue to play for the last month. During this time, you are also working hard before planning to give you a month's leave. When we come back, you have to take it easy. , Without you, A Mian is not going well."

This month, Song Mian accompanied Yun to think about it. Most things were handled by Song Yao and his father, and he was too busy to choke.

Yun Xiang thought that she had just received Zhu Yuan's message and asked her anxiously if Song Yao was missing in order to avoid playing.

Zhu Yuan started chasing females since she knew Song Yao had cancelled her marriage, but unfortunately Song Yao hadn't had much time. From July to the present, there was no rest for nearly two months, and Zhu Yuan could hardly get in touch.

"Thank you, Mrs. Young." Song Yao's eyes lit up, and he showed lovely tiger teeth with joy.

"Don't you just say you like to be busy?" Song Mian, who has been silent for a while, knows what to do.

Song Yao: ...

Yun thinks of covering her mouth and carrying her back to make her laugh.

Song Yao can only say wrongly: "Yes, I like to be busy..."

Yun thinks about spending no money, playing a round for Song Xiao Poor Yao: "Okay, okay, don't tease you, A Mian and I will leave the day after tomorrow, prepare yourself to return to your country."

Yun Xiang’s cruise ship hasn’t had enough time, and Song Mian also saw it and made arrangements again. They can start from here again, then bypass more than ten countries and return to the country.

The day before leaving, Yun thought about it, but did not expect Qi Jun to even come to the door, his face haggard: "Sister-in-law, you help me make an appointment with Xiangling, I have something to say to her face-to-face."

He had already gone to Li Xiangling, but no one was found. Li Xiangling said on the phone that he hoped he would not disturb her life, and he would never answer his phone again. He went to school to block people, but instead angered Li Xiangling.

Looking at Qi Jun like this, Yun thought a little bit unbearable, thinking that for their future lives, it was necessary for them to make clear face-to-face, so he called Li Xiangling in front of Qi Jun.

After listening to Yun Xiangxiang's words, Li Xiangling was silent for a minute and said, "I finish class in the afternoon, just where you live, and let him wait for me there."

Qi Jun was very happy, and even went to sleep for two hours, and then took care of himself refreshed. Yun thought about looking at the sigh he couldn't stop.

Li Xiangling came and said to Qi Jun directly in front of Song Mian and Yun: "My mother ran away with rich people when I was very young, and my father had a car accident in order to find her."

Qi Jun was stunned.

Yun thinks of sitting next to Li Xiangling to appease her, this is the scar in Li Xiangling's heart.

"I have been prejudiced against rich people since I was a child. I don't deny this. I know that this is wrong and I shouldn't be biased. But I can't pass this hurdle in my heart." Li Xiangling looked straight at Qi Jun, "in When I was eighteen years old, I accidentally met my mother. Later, I secretly observed her. I found her to be the envious wife of everyone, but she has always been in a low position at home."

Qi Jun opened his mouth to speak, but Li Xiangling interrupted him first: "I know what you are going to say, you want to say that not all the rich families are like this. But Qi Jun, have you ever thought about it. It is a fact that we are not equal Even if your parents are more enlightened, if I love you, I will feel inferior.

If I don’t love you, but a woman who doesn’t love you marries you, why don’t you know? "

Finally Li Xiangling said almost indifferently: "With you, I will be very tired. I can feel that you are sincere to me. Because of your sincerity, I have seriously considered it. Can I bear it with you? The burden of being together, willing to change your rhythm for you, the answer is no."