Huang Ling: "I want to be clear, I think it is very clear."

Song Wu wor thought: "Alright, you are all adults, and you know your choice."

Huang Ling: "I will not go to the bar after going to work as a president, go to your estate and take care of my daughter."

Song Wuyou: "No problem, the Song Group is now being managed by Gu Yu, and I don't need me anymore. I also plan to take care of my children at home."

Huang Ling: "We are responsible for the beauty of the flowers, men are responsible for making money and raising a family."

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After chatting with Song Wu, Huang Ling was in a good mood.

She was lying on the sofa and gently humming her songs. Well, she would drink songs for her dry daughter later.

Liu Fengfeng wrapped the boiled egg with gauze and gave it to her.

Huang Ling smiled and looked at Liu Fengfeng. "Mom, you are getting more and more beautiful."

Liu Fengfeng grotesque, "After your character has changed, your mouth will be sweet, and you will always be happy with your mother."

Huang Ling smiled and said, "You are my mother, I am not happy, who am I happy?"

Liu Fengfeng: "Now eat and live well, and every night, I danced square dance with the grandmothers of the community. The spirit is good, so I look young."

"So, my mother has become beautiful, have you ever thought about opening the second spring?"

"What do you mean?"

"Just find a companion."

"Don't!" Liu Fengfeng stared at her: "I don't want to find someone to find you. You are only 22 years old, not big, but you can also find a boyfriend. You have a full year and two years, fully understand, I know that it is not suitable for marriage."

"Then I am married, are you not very lonely?"

"Not alone, if you get married, you will soon add a grandson to your mother. If your mother hurts him, you will not be alone."

Huang Ling smiled brightly: "Well, I will give you a grandson as soon as possible."

"You look for the object first."

Huang Ling smiled mysteriously. "I will find what I will find."

"Go to the bar tomorrow to resign."

"Follow, I listen to you."

After applying the face, Huang Ling went back to the room to take a shower, then lay in bed, thinking about nothing, and soon fell asleep.

......

Song Wu worry holding a mobile phone and sitting on the bed thinking about Huang Ling and her husband's marriage.

She understands that Huang Ling’s marriage to the past is good, and she is ancient? What is Huang Ling for?

Still the last reason, find a woman to love, forget her?

This way... for Huang Ling, some are unfair -

After thinking about it again and again, Song Wuyou got through the phone of Shegu.

After she went to the apartment, she went back to the pastor.

He was lying lazily on the leather chaise couch, squinting his eyes and watching the news reported on TV.

He held the remote control in one hand and a glass of red wine in one hand.

After the phone on the coffee table rang, he put down the remote and picked up the phone.

Seeing that Song was no worries, he was lightly condensed.

Hesitated for a moment, connected, "no worries."

"Huang Ling told me that you will get a marriage certificate with her tomorrow, isn't it?" Song Wuwei opened the door and asked.

"Yeah." Shemu used her nasal voice.

"Shemu, I don't ask you why you are Huang Ling, but can you look at my part, don't make her sad?"

Shepherd heard it, hooked her lips, smiled a little blank and heavy. "Through her, she is my wife, I will not make my wife sad."

"Huang Ling is not very knowledgeable, and may not be as smart and elegant as you think."

"I know."