Chapter 812

"..." Zhang's mother also has such concerns. But the society is complex, which is not what she can figure out.

It's normal for Su Xiuling to have her own worries. Her husband an Zhenyang is a political commissar and holds an important position in the national government. Anxin's grandfather is a founding father and a commanding officer with unlimited prestige.

Recently, the official style has been strictly investigated. This gift collection is not allowed, not to mention such an expensive limited edition mahjong?

"Whatever her purpose is, she wants us." Zhang's mother gave her a move, "you are too nervous. No matter what she wants, we can't agree. If you want to return this mahjong, you can't find her now, can you? Since you like it, take it first, and then give her money when you see her next time. We bought this mahjong! "

Su Xiuling sighed, "at present, we can only do this first. Go and put this thing away. Don't let Zhenyang know first."

"OK."

Oujia.

Everything is on track.

European dream such as peace of mind to raise the fetus, feel the wonderful fetal movement, her face showed a heartfelt smile.

It turns out that being a mother is so beautiful.

Ouyi followed his father to the company for an internship for a week. He got started quickly. Although he was not very interested, he seldom saw him laugh.

However, on several very important decisions of the company, his suggestions were applauded by the company's executives.

They praised him as a businessman and looked at him with new eyes.

He was loved and respected by others, and even many people wanted to curry favor with him, but Ou Yi didn't smile at all. He was really tired of this kind of life.

For Ou Yi's personality, in addition to ou Mengru's understanding, only the reputation is the most clear.

Others don't know.

We only know that there is a childe brother in the Ou family, but he never appears in the mall, and we don't know what he is doing.

Today is Saturday. Ouyi didn't go to the company or royal No. 1.

At this time, he is sitting leisurely in the white recliner on the open-air balcony on the second floor, twisting the whisky bottle in one hand and holding the mobile phone in the other hand. He gracefully overlaps his legs and brushes his microblog gracefully in the sun.

His outline was handsome, and his white face had no superfluous softness, as if he had something on his mind.

Diya quietly walked into the living room. She looked at Ouyi's side face from a distance. It was beautiful in the warm sun.

He looks a bit like him in his temperament.

Fame shot him in the chest and failed to take his life. It's not God's will. What is it?

If you don't die, you will have a blessing. This sentence makes Diya uneasy.

Ou Yi turned his eyes, "Mom?"

Diya returned to her senses. She smiled and walked towards him. "Ouyi, you haven't fully recovered. Why do you start drinking again? The body is your own. You should learn to restrain yourself. "

"Just a little. It's not in the way." Ou Yi took back his eyes. His face was gentle.

Today, he is wearing a white T-shirt, which really matches his skin color in the sun, giving people an illusion of being a warm man.

"Son." Diya sat down in the chair opposite him. She inquired carefully, "do you know the girl with high reputation?"

Mentioning her, Ou Yi immediately frowned!

His thin lips closed tightly, and Su Xiaoxiao's face flashed in his mind. His face suddenly tightened, showing his displeasure.

"Ou Yi?" Diya stared at him.

"You mean Su Xiaoxiao?" Ou Yi's eyes were dark and heavy. "The wound on my head is given by her. Do you know or don't you know?"

"......." when Diya heard the news for the first time, she was surprised, and her heart was pulled together. "Did she smash it?"