Chapter 678

Yang Hong drove the car to Jiang's house and hesitated to go in.

Presumably, the last thing Xiaohui wants to see now is him.

He let her down.

Are you completely disappointed?

At this point, anyway, he has unshirkable responsibility.

I can't help but think of fan wenran's proposal to buy a house, and suddenly my head aches.

It's not that he loves the money, it's because he knows that people's desires are endless.

Buying a house today means not sure what to buy tomorrow.

Greed is bottomless.

He sighed heavily. Just as he was about to push the door and get out of the car, his mobile phone rang again.

Fan wenran again.

Yang Hong picked up the phone and asked, "what's the matter?"

He really doesn't want to hear fan wenran's voice now.

A girl who used to feel very sweet and lovely, now I think of it, only her face is disgusting.

"Aren't you going to buy me a house? I want to see the house now, but it's all right anyway. "

Fan wenran directly ignored Yang Hong's displeasure and said happily.

Yang Hong raised his wrist and looked at the time. It was more than eleven o'clock. The time passed and the staff had already left work.

"They're off work. Another day." Yang Hong has no good temper at all.

"I don't know!" Fan wenran insisted, "I'm going now. If you don't take me, hum, you know!"

Yang Hong is completely speechless.

This woman

He clenched his fists, and no matter how good his temper was, he was completely polished.

"Anyway, you are Jiang muxiao's special assistant. No one dares to sell your face." Fan wenran naturally said that he didn't care whether those people went to work or left work.

This was not her concern.

She just needs to care about how much good things she can get in the end.

"OK, I'll go!" Yang Hong clenched his teeth and slammed the half open door.

At this time, standing on the balcony blowing Xiaohui, sad to look at the BMW seven series, slowly fade out of sight.

It's Yang Hong's car.

She remembers the license plate.

She is a careless temperament, many things can't remember, but only can remember all the things related to him, numbers, numbers.

However, now these memories are particularly ridiculous.

Other people, break up, and have the right to hate a person, but she even has no right to hate Yang Hong.

Because, their love, is destroyed in her hand.

No matter how hard I feel, I have to live with a smile.

This is what she will look like in the future.

She raised her head and looked up at the blue sky, eager to find the trace of the grass in the white clouds, but found Yang Hong's figure.

Hoo

She sighed, sniffed, turned and wanted to enter the room, only to find that she didn't know when mother Jiang was standing behind her.

Her eyes are very soft, like the mother's eyes every time she looks at a child on a long journey.

Love, but helpless.

"Mother Jiang, what's up?" Xiaohui quickly put away her sad mood and asked.

She doesn't want people around her to worry about her.

Jiang's mother shook her head, looked at the stubborn child and said with a smile, "cut a fruit and eat it together."

She didn't want to say anything superfluous.

Everyone knows the truth, but we still have to lick the pain ourselves.

No matter how advanced the technology is, no matter how warm the family around us is, there is no way to erase the pain caused by the scars.

Xiaohui nods and follows mother Jiang downstairs. She is trying to get rid of the days without Yang Hong and how to live.

Mingming lived well when he didn't meet him before, but now it's so hard.

Love is probably poppy.

Only those who have tasted it know the unforgettable taste.

……

Yang Hong drove the car to the downstairs of the community, hesitated for a long time, then took out his mobile phone to call fan wenran.

Soon, fan wenran went to the car with his LV bag and opened the door.

The LV in her hand was bought for her by mother Yang.

Yang Hong did not know what method she used to make her mother happy, and then bought the bag forthrightly.

He only knew that this woman was really terrible.

She is very good at holding people's hearts.

If it is used in shopping malls, it may be an invincible strong woman.

Unfortunately, it's used here.

Yang hongpiantou, do not want to see her eyebrows in the small proud.

Fan wenran came over with a smile: "why, if you want to beat me, you can. If you can't beat me to death, I can go to announce your domestic violence and earn a wave of favor."Now she is holding Yang Hong's hand.

Yang Hong is too lazy to talk to her.

If you are cruel, you may send this woman to prison and teach her a lesson.

It's a pity that many people are staring at Jiang's big cake abroad. If something really happens, I'm afraid Jiang's family will be destroyed before he gets the news.

So when Jiang muxiao wanted to take Lin An'an abroad, he strongly opposed it.

Behind Jiang muxiao, although there is a big background, but beyond reach.

Therefore, during this period of time, Jiang's work is very low-key and does not cause trouble.

Otherwise, he could take advantage of those relationships

"What are you thinking?" Fan wenran suddenly approached, and his smile on his face was more brilliant. "He didn't really think about how to kill me, did he? Ha ha, although I know you want to kill me, for Xiaohui's sake, you should do well, shouldn't you? Ha ha ha... "

Yang Hong squeezed the steering wheel hard.

What she said is not wrong. If he has nothing to worry about, he can act recklessly.

But now he still has Xiaohui.

To fall in love with someone is to suddenly have a weakness.

But fan wenran, don't forget, there is the second half sentence, also like wearing armor.

"Which house are you going to see?"

Yang Hong is too lazy to bother with her.

Fan wenran grinned: "of course, it's the most expensive, but --"

she drew a long tail, "I have to buy clothes before I look at the house. It must be a big brand, or I won't go to see the house. "

"That's just right." Yang Hong turned the steering wheel and drove home. "I just don't want to see the house."

Fan wenran fanned with his hand and said indifferently, "well, I don't want to see the house. I want to see how a woman killed another woman's child ruthlessly, and that child hasn't even seen the world."

Yang Hong

At this time, the mobile phone in his pocket rang. Yang Hong hit the steering wheel and took out his mobile phone. It was Zhao Yang.

He eased his face, picked up the phone and said, "what's the matter?"

The jubilant Zhao Yang didn't notice Yang Hong's dignified tone, but excitedly said, "ha ha, I found the camera."

Camera?

What kind of camera?