"That sister's wedding, can I attend tomorrow?"

Wei Qianrou asked carefully again.

"Of course you can. Someone will bring clothes when you get up early tomorrow morning!"

After saying this, Wei Qingming took his pajamas to take a bath.

She was about to get married anyway, and she didn't plan to ask for this house, and she would transfer it to Wei Qianrou afterwards.

What happens to her in the future has nothing to do with her.

Listening to the sound of water coming from the bathroom, Wei Qianrou felt lost in her heart.

Looking at the house where I have been living, I was also full of joy.

My sister is about to get married, and she is still such a good man.

Wei Qianrou felt lost in her heart.

She took out her phone and looked at the dark screen. She had been back for so long.

Ning Zecheng didn't even call her a single phone call, just so quietly.

Wei Qianrou never thought of calling Ning Zecheng, but Ning Zecheng usually came to her.

At about this time, I was stimulated by Wei Qingming.

Suddenly, she thought very, very much about Ning Zecheng.

At the moment, she called the phone.

"Hey--"

The phone was connected quickly, and it was a female voice.

Upon hearing this voice, Wei Qianrou felt that her world had collapsed.

"Hey, who are you? Why are you looking for Ah Cheng?"

That woman, seeing that Wei Qianrou didn't say a word, she asked again after another.

Wei Qianrou really couldn't bear it anymore, she hung up the phone abruptly.

"Ning Zecheng that bastard, that bastard!"

She lay down on the sofa and burst into tears.

They were still lingering on the sofa this afternoon, and he was already with another woman at this time.

It's really too much.

When Wei Qingming came out of the bathroom, what he saw was Wei Qianrou crying bitterly.

Crying again, Wei Qingming still felt very irritable.

Seeing her burying her head on the sofa and crying bitterly, Wei Qingming walked past her, preparing to return to the room.

But just when she was about to open the door of her room, she could hear Wei Qianrou's thick nasal sound.

"Sister, you won't comfort me!"

"What do I want to comfort you?"

Wei Qingming looked at her suspiciously.

"I'm crying!"

Wei Qianrou stared at her, as if Wei Qingming said that now, it was also very excessive.

"You are not a little thing, you have to cry, how do I know what's wrong with you, and Wei Qianrou, can you not be so selfish, I am getting married tomorrow, you should at least think about it for me? !"

Wei Qingming glanced at her coldly, then opened the door and went in.

Wei Qianrou's face was very ugly. Her shell-tooth, biting her lower lip tightly, seemed to be extremely angry.

Sister's appearance is really too much.

In her eyes, is there any younger sister like herself?

Wei Qianrou sat on the sofa in the living room, and her expression became very depressed.

There is no one who loves himself in this world.

At this moment, a figure of Qi Yimo suddenly appeared in her mind.

The brother-in-law is so handsome and so gentle.

She suddenly felt that her sister and her brother-in-law were not a good match at all.

I really feel sorry for my brother-in-law. Suddenly, Wei Qianrou felt that he was actually in the same country as Qi Yimo.