Chapter 682

Sura found that her mischievous can make the incomparable mood a little better. Now she also put away those unhappiness in her heart and restored her usual appearance.

At the moment, matchless's heart warmed, and her uncle had no choice but to ascend the bliss early. She was lucky to have a husband like Mu Jinchen, a good friend like Su ran, and so many people who loved her.

No one's life can be smooth all the time, or a life without regrets is not a complete life. Although such a regret is very painful, we must also force ourselves to accept it. The dead are dead, and the living should be stronger.

Sad for a day and a night, after burning a lot of Qingming.

Since Sura intended to transfer her sadness, she had to accept her intention, "do you think Jun Xiang will feel tired?"

"Tired, Ms. Cheng pit me. I sold me before I was born. I'm tired of seeing him."

It's su Ran's patent to say something wrong, especially in Junxiang.

Matchless is no mood to continue, or can not lift the spirit.

Su ran took a few mouthfuls of fried noodles and porridge, then put down his chopsticks and pulled his matchless hand. "Go on, you'd better go to the room and have a rest. Mu Jinchen asked me to take a good look at you."

Matchless got up and went to the screen. He saw Xia Jinrong's fishing gear lying aside. His eyes were dark.

"Ran Ran, my uncle has been separated from his wife and son, and now he is still in obscurity. I really feel very sad."

It seems that if you don't want to fight with the housekeeper again, you can't come back to the corridor

Then a hoarse and sad female voice came, "get out of the way, I'll go in and see my grandfather."

"But..."

The voice with such a high degree of recognition, even if it was hoarse, could not be matched. Su ran still recognized it and looked at each other.

Su ran snorted, "Xia Ziwei? She has the face to come back to summer garden. "

Matchless didn't want to make too much noise. Although Xia Jingshan was angry and broke away from her in the newspaper, she was a member of the Xia family after all. The Xia family was very small, and now she left another Xia Jinrong

In the end, it was the blood of the Xia family. She had to pay her respects at the funeral. My grandfather probably didn't want my uncle to see him off without a daughter.

In a twinkling of an eye, the old housekeeper stepped back to the door.

Matchless said, "let her in."

The old housekeeper heard the unparalleled voice and sighed. It seemed that he was relieved and helpless.

The wind and rain are still on outside. Between the lightning and thunder, Xia Ziwei, who is in a mess, has turned her makeup on her face. Her hair is wet and scattered on her wrinkled professional suit. She doesn't even know when the black silk stockings on her feet are broken

It was the first time that Su ran saw such a embarrassed Xia Ziwei, and she was stunned and speechless.

In her words, it's going to make a ghost film, so you don't have to make up.

Xia Ziwei coldly swept the two women holding hands. Instead of talking, she asked the housekeeper, "where's your grandfather?"

The old housekeeper didn't answer her question, and he looked at the scene incomparable.

"Why, has this summer garden changed its name to Jing?"

Su ran was about to speak when she raised her hand and looked at her eyes, which were also red and swollen. When her father died and cried like this, she could see some sincerity, "what are you doing back here?"

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