Anxin and an Zhenyang followed.

The table is full of dishes and chopsticks.

Dinner was a pleasure.

Su Xiuling's body has completely recovered, and her son's marriage is approaching. It is in response to that sentence that people are happy at every wedding.

after meal.

"Mengru, I've selected some clothes for you. They are the styles that you young people like. I don't know if you like them. I've asked mom Zhang to wash them and put them all in Anxin's wardrobe. I'll get them when I take a bath later. You can stay here these days. You should discuss with Anxin about the wedding so that you don't run on both sides. " Su Xiuling smiled kindly.

Anxin calmly drank the wine. There was no superfluous expression on his handsome face, as if what his mother just said didn't exist. In short, it didn't affect his mood.

Ou Mengru raised her eyes to see Anxin. Her eyes were quiet. He didn't look at her, and he didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional.

"Mom Zhang, go and take down Miss Ou's clothes." Su Xiuling ordered.

"No." Ou Mengru revived and hurriedly shouted to sister-in-law Zhang. Su Xiuling was stunned.

She smiled and explained, "aunt, my mother called me. I have something to do at home. I need to go back and help." She put down the dishes and chopsticks, and her voice was still very sweet. "I'll go first. You eat slowly."

"Then Anxin, go and deliver Mengru. She took a taxi today and her car was repaired." Su Xiuling said to Anxin.

Anxin put down his glass and took a look at Ou Meng.

"Bye, uncle and aunt." Ou Mengru turned and stepped outside the restaurant.

"Be careful on the road. See you tomorrow."

Anxin gets up and walks out of the restaurant with Ou Mengru.

In the yard.

The rain has stopped.

The evening wind is cool. Night, deep black.

Before the white Cadillac, the housekeeper opened the door for ou Mengru, "thank you." She sat in the car.

Anxin opened the cab door, fastened the seat belt and soon started the car.

The car drove out of the villa.

Along the way, no one spoke to break the silence.

Ou Mengru looked at the night scene that flashed out of the window. Her red lips closed tightly, and her eyes were a little gloomy.

Until the car stopped outside Ou's yard.

She just regained her mind. For such a long time, she was even absent-minded. She didn't know what she was thinking.

Anxin didn't untie his seat belt. He didn't seem to plan to get off. Ou Mengru pushed the door in the back seat of the car, got off the car, bypassed the body and walked to the cab. Through the rolled down window, she stared at the man inside, "Anxin, have you mastered those photos except you?"

"It can't be erased." He turned his eyes to meet her slightly nervous eyes, "things have happened, and these photos can't be taken by me." He didn't know her at that time.

Such an answer made her particularly frightened. "Who took the"...? "? Who else has? Is that Baptiste?

No... no... she wrote fear on her face.

"Go in." Anxin took back his eyes and looked at the front, "go to bed early and get up early. Go to get the marriage certificate tomorrow."

His words made her feel a little complicated. The next second, the white Cadillac drove away from her.

In the cool evening wind, the tip of her eyebrows jumped imperceptibly. What did Anxin say? Get a marriage certificate? Does he mind?

Night, a little deeper.

The next morning.

Su Xiaoxiao came to the bus stop as usual.

There are a lot of people on the platform during rush hours.

"Wow! The president's secret meeting of Berian's mysterious beauty! This makes the bride to be ou Meng feel so sorry? Is it a green hat? "

When the bus stopped, Su Xiaoxiao felt that her eardrum had been hit hard. In the crowd, she was squeezed into the car and sat down along her seat. What did the girl say just now?

She turned her eyes and looked for it. She saw the talking girl sitting in the oblique rear. The girl was holding a newspaper in her hand and was seriously chewing words.