Rebirth of the Famous Wife: Li Shao and the Thief

"Ugh……"

Bai Ye sighed suddenly, feeling sorry for Lan Sixia in her heart.

Although Lan Sixia didn't say anything on the surface, as his good brother for many years, how could Bai Ye fail to see his thoughts?

It's just that falling flowers are intentional and flowing water is merciless.

At the end, Tang Nuanhua heard a faint line above his head, "He is leaving soon, but I hope you can say a few more words to him before he leaves, and you won't be able to say it later."

There was a thump in my heart.

In fact, how could Tang Nuan painting fail to understand Lan Sixia's intentions?

I just don't want to face it.

Regardless of his previous life or his current life, Tang Nuan painted Lan Sixia as his best friend.

However, it is only limited to being good friends.

Thinking that Lan Sixia is about to join the army, Tang Nuan painting is not so much reluctant to give up, but is actually more happy.

Tang Nuan is very happy to see Lan Sixia cheer up, but it's just that.

"Help me tell him that when he leaves, I will send him off."

Just when Bai Ye was about to turn around and leave, such a word suddenly came from behind him.

Turning his head, Tang Nuan's painting is still sleeping and peaceful, as if he hadn't said anything.

Bai Ye had to sigh softly, then chased after Lan Sixia and relayed what Tang Nuan had said.

"She said that when you leave, she will send you off."

"really?"

After Lan Sixia listened, her tone of voice rose up a bit unconsciously, and the melancholy just now seemed to vanish in an instant.

Seeing this, Bai Ye felt helpless, "You have her in your heart, why don't you admit it?"

"I didn't." Lan Sixia denied almost instinctively.

"You can do it, if you don't have it, don't have it, brother, I only advise you, don't regret it."

After speaking, Bai Ye didn't say much.

After all, emotional matters are the most difficult to intervene, and he can only give a few pieces of advice.

Others, it all depends on Lan Sixia herself.

...

At noon, settle down.

Song Yijun is sitting with An Ruoqing for dinner.

Since things haven't been done well recently, Song Yijun has been unable to look up while eating, for fear that this aunt will suddenly say something to herself.

An Ruoqing glanced at her and shook her head helplessly, without saying anything.

It's useless to say anything anyway.

At this moment, a handsome young man in a black suit suddenly ran into the door.

"Madam, miss." After Gu Jun came in, he first greeted the two people.

An Ruoqing gave him a cold look, "Why did you come back at noon?"

Under normal circumstances, Gu Jun would never come back at noon.

Song Yijun looked at Gu Jun nervously at this time, "Did something happen?"

Gu Jun said coldly, "Yes."

Song Yijun and An Ruoqing looked at each other for an instant, both of them panicked.

Then Gu Jun said, "Madam, miss. Our two clubs that were taken away by the police have been completely banned under the name of illegality."

"Damn, why am I so unlucky?"

Song Yijun gritted his teeth angrily when he heard the news.

With a "click", An Ruoqing dropped the chopsticks directly on the table, and instantly lost his appetite.

Then there was an angry curse, "Are you all rubbish!"

"Yijun, those two clubs are the most profitable among all of my clubs. I specially handed these two clubs to you. Now they are all gone for nothing! You, you are going to **** me off!"

An Ruoqing was so angry that he was out of breath, and his whole body was about to smoke.

Song Yijun’s scalp was numb when he was scolded, and she had to apologize, “Auntie, I’m sorry, I didn’t take care of those two clubs, but I’m not good...”

"I'm sorry, is it useful?"

"If a sentence of sorry can solve the problem, I won't be angry here, Yijun, you really disappoint me!"

An Ruoqing has never been mad at this level. Whenever she thinks that the money is like running water and the money is gone, she feels like a knife is cutting her own flesh.

Song Yijun didn't know what to say, so she silently bowed her head and stayed beside her without saying a word.

After a while, the rapid breathing gradually eased, An Ruoqing almost laughed.

In the end, she looked at Song Yijun disappointedly, "During this period, you really need to reflect on it."

"Song Huinian has already driven you out of the Song family. You are now the only one to rely on. If you disappoint me so much next time, we won't have to report this grudge."

After speaking, An Ruoqing couldn't eat a bite of rice. He stood up weakly, grabbed the handrail of the stairs, and slowly went upstairs.

Song Yijun dared to take a breath, and then the whole figure seemed to be mad, sweeping down all the food on the table, crackling to pieces.

"Song Qianying, dare to bully me like this, she treats me so easily, right?"

"If I get the chance, I want her to die, I want her to be ruined!"

While cursing, Song Yijun stood up unwillingly and overturned all the chairs on the ground.

Gu Jun took a step back subconsciously, avoiding the chair that was about to hit him.

Then I didn't know what to say, so I had to comfort him softly, "Miss, don't be angry. Being angry doesn't help."

But Song Yijun was angrily scolded, "Get out of here!"

"I know this in my heart, don't you want to remind me! I just vent what's wrong? Don't I even have the right to vent!"

"Yes, I shut up."

Gu Jun had to retreat to the side without saying a word, and then watched Song Yijun go crazy.

At the end, he sighed heavily.

...

at night.

When Tang Nuan got home, it was already eight o'clock in the evening, and she was still exhausted.

Li Jingyi returned early, and when she saw her dragging her tired body into the door, he immediately calmed down and said, "Go and wash."

Tang Nuanhua nodded, and then went into the bathroom.

After finally lying down in the bathtub full of bubbles, Tang Nuan painting finally relaxed, and he let out a long sigh of relief.

But when she finished taking a bath, she realized that she had forgotten her underwear!

Oops, do you want Li Jingyi to help her bring in such intimate clothes?

Uh, there seems to be no other way...

"Ahem..."

Tang Nuanhua had to clear his throat, and then tried to yell, "Jing Yi..."

Li Jingyi was sitting on the sofa reading a book, and raised his eyebrows when he heard her voice.

Then she heard her timidly shout, "Can you get the little pink from the closet for me?"

Little pink?

Li Jingyi frowned, then stood up and walked to the closet. As soon as he pulled it away, he saw the so-called "little pink" in her mouth.

It turned out to be a set of personal clothing.