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"Province Kuan! You devil hiding in the dark, one day, I will take off your hypocritical mask and let the world see your bloody side." Jiang Hua roared
Shengkuan was taken aback for a moment, his body stiffened instantly. He didn't turn around, but the breath of hell emanating from his body made people start to fear from the bottom of his heart.
"husband!"
Qu Ping secretly raised her eyes and glanced at the man in front of her. Under the dim light, she looked even more mysterious and deep. It was impossible for anyone to guess his real thoughts, so she yelled emotionally.
It is undeniable that Jiang Hua's heart-piercing howl once again disturbed Qu Ping's heart.
The martial arts of a stinky man,
The smelly man's network of contacts is getting thicker and thicker,
The stinky man's increasingly aggressive style of doing things,
The leadership momentum hidden by the stinky man's engraved seal but still leaked everywhere,
The smelly man entered the ICU but miraculously recovered in a short time,
To be more precise, the stinky man is only in front of her, children, and parents. He is an amorous husband, loving father, and filial son. Regal breath.
Qu Ping can't even understand him more and more, but one thing Qu Ping can be sure of is that her husband is definitely not a bad person!
In kindergarten, he was able to mingle with the children;
In Shengjia Village, he can think of building a road for his hometown and contributing to the economic development of his hometown by himself;
? When Dad Huang was in trouble, he would lend money to him without saying a word;
? In the noodle shop, he was better off teaching people how to fish than he could teach the homeless grandchildren to fish, and he didn't leave a name;
During the Sichuan earthquake, he ran to the earthquake site for disaster relief regardless of personal danger, and he was able to protect children from danger with his physical body;
Such a man, his heart is warm, he deserves Qu Ping's trust and deep love.
Hearing Qu Ping's call, Shengkuan put away his icy air, and looked down at the little woman in front of him.
She blinked her clear apricot eyes and stared at herself, with suspicion and a trace of fear in her eyes.
"Honey, do you trust me or him?" Shengkuan raised his hand to touch Qu Ping's soft and delicate body, and asked softly.
"I" Qu Ping raised her head and met a pair of dark eyes, looking at her deeply, without any emotion.
"I believe in you! I believe in him too!" Qu Ping clenched her fists and said decisively.
Sheng Kuan's body tightened, his eyes sank, and the hand around Qu Ping unconsciously strengthened.
He is not happy! He is jealous! He has the same weight in his wife's heart as any other man.
"You two, I believe both of you! The reason why you have contrary opinions is that Hua Tsai has misunderstood you. I naturally know that my husband is not extraordinary. I don't care whether you are a boss or a boss. I don't care what your prototype is, anyway, I know you are not a bad person, that's enough." Qu Ping smiled, "I believe my husband will prove to Andy with facts that he misunderstood you."
Xing Kuan smiled, the little things are really worth cherishing for a lifetime.
He took Qu Ping's little hand and walked out, ignoring the howling Jiang Hua
gui Miraculously, Jiang Hua returned home tonight.
Maybe it's because I have doubts about Papa Huang's words and want to ask for confirmation. Did his father know Rong? Whose son is he? Why did he and his mother dislike him so much all these years?
Maybe it was because after being beaten up by the provincial government, I really wanted to find someone to vent and talk to. The sad thing is that he found that although there are many friends around him, there are very few people who can really let him confide in his heart. Originally Qu Ping was his most beloved Xie Yuhua and Pistachio, but now it has become the deepest pain in his heart.
Perhaps it was because seeing Shengkuan and Quping kissing me made me feel very lonely. He didn't want to go back to the deserted villa alone, and sleep alone in a big bed that wouldn't fall off after several rolls. There was no smell of Qu Ping on that bed, nor of home.
Where is his home? His home is obviously here! But why hasn't he found this feeling for so many years? He must come back again, and sniff again, carefully, maybe he will be able to smell it.
"Master, are you back?" When the old butler saw Jiang Hua, he grinned happily as if seeing a rare visitor, and hurriedly said, "Mr. is in the small white room in the back garden. Let me inform you .”
In the back garden again? where exactly??What kind of good things attract him so much that he hides inside and refuses to come out when he comes home for decades? He must go and find out today.
"No, I'll go and see for myself." Jiang Hua raised his leg and wanted to leave.
"Master, sir, I don't like people approaching the little white house, so I'd better report it." The old housekeeper stepped forward to stop Jiang Hua in a panic.
The old butler grew up with Jiang's father. He naturally knows many things about Jiang's family, and he knows Jiang's father's habits like the palm of his hand. He would never let Jiang Hua get close to the little white house.
"Am I the boss or are you the boss? Is there any place in this family that I can't go to?" Jiang Huajun stared, and continued to walk regardless.
"It can't be like this, it can't be like this!" The old butler stopped him relentlessly, Jiang Hua got angry, and shouted at the door: "Someone, tie him up for me."
Soon two bodyguards ran in from the door, they mentioned the old housekeeper and walked out the door.
Jiang Hua walked through the green grass and came to a humorous sycamore grove. The quiet small room in front of the grove was turned on today.
The warm light coming from the windows makes this usually mysterious and weird little white room look warm and quiet.
The door was ajar, Jiang Hua hesitated for a moment, finally pushed the door lightly and entered, and finally entered this small white room that had made him curious for decades.
? The soft light shines on an antique interior, mahogany table, cork couch, sandalwood stove, four treasures of the study, a small amount of antiques and books are placed on the cabinet, and a chaise longue is next to it.
There are not many decorations in the room, but they are all exquisite and elegant, but some places have turned gray over the years.
Jiang Hua stepped forward and touched the interior lightly, only to find that it was not stained at all. It seems that someone is cleaning it frequently.
There is no need to guess this person, it is naturally his father. No one is allowed to enter this room except him, and naturally there is no one else except him.
Jiang Hua turned to the cabinet, and there were many books on it, including quotations from the Communist Party of China, the Four Great Masterpieces, Xu Zhimo's collection of poems, etc. Jiang Hua picked up Xu Zhimo's poetry collection and flipped through it, and found that there was a bookmark made of a leaf in the middle.
This leaf has been processed so that only the meridian is left, which is as beautiful as a cicada's wing, but Jiang Hua is not good to use too much force, for fear that if he pinches it, he will be crushed to pieces.
After Jiang Hua put the bookmark on the side, he noticed that the place where the bookmark stayed was "Farewell to Cambridge".
Gently I leave, just as I came lightly;
I gently waved my hands and became a cloud in the western sky.
The golden willow by the river is the bride in the setting sun;
The beautiful shadows in the waves are rippling in my heart.
The green dragonflies on the soft mud sway gracefully at the bottom of the water;
In the gentle waves of the Cam River, I am willing to be a water plant;
Jiang Hua remembers some people, and she also likes this poem very much.
He remembered that someone said brazenly that he only liked Xu Zhimo's talent, but he disagreed with his view of love and love.
He still remembered that someone had fought with him red-faced because of this, and finally walked away angrily like a defeated rooster
It was wonderful at that time!
It's a pity that things have long been things and people are not things!
He is not reconciled!
Not reconciled!
"Who let you in? Get out!"
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