When they were about to leave the shopping mall, Su Yanxi's mobile phone suddenly rang. There was no caller name display. This number was very few in the past two years, but she remembered it clearly.

"Who? Your husband? Why is it not shown? " Even Qingyan see Su Yan Xi looking at the mobile phone screen for a long time did not pick up, then curiously came to see.

When the bell came to an end, Su Yanchi gently slid the answer button, put it in his ear and whispered: "hello."

"Where is it?" The man's familiar low voice, as it enters her cochlea, is particularly charming.

"Xinmao mall."

Su Yan Xi lightly finish these four words, he heard the man's "en" voice, then came the "Du Du Du" hang up sound, for this, Su Yan Xi didn't have any special mood, just comprehensive he called her several times in the past, think this is a rare common thing.

Lian Qingyan looked at her in dismay, then shook her head and sighed: "Wow! You two haven't talked for more than ten seconds! It's so powerful

"What else do you want? On the phone? " Su Yanxi put the mobile phone away and asked in a low voice.

"Forget it! It's the work of young lovers to make porridge on the phone. We old aunts still don't expect it. " Lian Qingyan sighed and walked out of the door of the shopping mall. Her side eyes asked, "what does your husband say? Do you want to come over? "

"Almost!"

"What do you mean almost? What do you mean? "

"He asked for the address and hung up."

"Tut tut! It's so boring. If Lu Jingyan hadn't married you now, I think he would have paid attention to solitary birth. " Lian Qingyan throws her shopping bag into her car and leans leisurely on the car door, looking at the neon lights on the street: "it's very cold at night. Don't you wear that kind of clothes?"

"Not bad."

After another ten minutes of chatting, a black Bentley came into their view and stopped in the empty parking space next to them. The door opened and the man in a straight suit came to them with a cold air. He gave them a light glance: "let's go!"

Su Yanxi and Lian Qingyan look at each other and see the man walking toward the western restaurant diagonally opposite.

Su Yan Xi is about to follow up, but Lian Qingyan suddenly pulls her clothes: "isn't your husband going to ask us for advice? Like what do we want to eat? What don't you like to eat? "

"Obviously he doesn't have that idea, and you can't count on it." Su Yanxi laughingly looks at Lian Qingyan and says in a low voice: "you can't see the gentleman's behavior like Mo Bai on Lu Jingyan until you die."

Even make complaints about Tsing Yan, "I suddenly found that your husband has no advantage over a good bag and a good job."

"Well, at last, we have reached an agreement on this matter." Su Yan Xi raised eyebrows and nodded in agreement.

"Yanxi, I sympathize with you." Lian Qingyan shrivels her mouth and holds her hand affectionately, pretending to be about to cry.

……

Su Yan Xi is dumb, not good spirit of draw back own hand: "don't need, thank."

"What are you doing?" Finding that they didn't catch up, Lu Jingyan turned back and saw the two people who were muttering. He looked at the eyebrows and asked.

"Nothing." Su Yan Xi stares at Lian Qingyan and quickly follows her, walking side by side with Lu Jingyan.

Looking at their backs, Lian Qingyan picks her eyebrows, takes out her mobile phone from her bag and takes a picture of the scene. Then she opens wechat and sends the picture taken in the hospital to Mo Bai, along with this one, with the words "look, century photo, are they a good match?".