She looked at the direction of the sofa. Old Mrs. Ruan had already returned to her room. Only Ruan Yousi was sitting on the sofa, playing with her mobile phone. The servants were busy and no one noticed her.

She withdrew her gaze and pressed her ears to the door for eavesdropping.

This time it was He Xuhong's voice.

Dad, I really pushed him in a mistake. It was not intentional. You have to believe me. Don’t be angry. At worst, I will surrender to the police station.

She covered her mouth in shock, almost knocking over the tea in the plate, and a sentence kept hovering in her mind: Xu Hong is killing someone!

He pushed him in a mistake... God, it was Ruan Haotian, right?

Ruan Haotian was pushed down from the rooftop of the hospital.

She remembered that on the nights when Ruan Haotian died, He Xuhong had nightmares every day, yelling, "I didn't mean it" and "Don't look for me, you can only blame yourself if you want to blame me."

She didn't care about it at that time, and he was the only one who had nightmares.

When he returned Ruan Hao's seventh day of the first seventh year, he went to the cemetery to burn paper for him.

When she saw that there was dirt on his shoes, she asked him where he made it. He suddenly said he had gone to the cemetery.

She also found it strange that she was going to the cemetery to do something, so he said he would burn paper for Ruan Haotian.

No matter how good the relationship between the Ruan family and the He family is, he will not go to burn paper for Ruan Haotian in person.

He should have gone to burn paper and confessed, and told Ruan Haotian not to dream about him, right?

She couldn't digest this matter a little, for fear that others would see her eavesdropping, so she hurried away and did not dare to send the tea in.

When she noticed someone sitting beside her, Ruan Yousi turned her head and saw that it was Ge Lijiao. She was putting down the tea that she said she wanted to send to the old man and He Xuhong to the study.

"Mom, this tea..."

Ge Lijiao smiled dryly: "Your grandpa is getting angry, I dare not go in."

It was obvious that this matter had nothing to do with her, but when she saw Ruan Yousi, she felt guilty in her heart.

Ruan Yousi bit her lips and said, "Then I'll send it to them?"

Ge Lijiao hurriedly said, "Your grandpa is very angry, you should go back first with Songjin."

Ruan Yousi nodded: "Your face is not very good. Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

She forced herself to smile and lied: "No, it's just that the old man got so angry just now, and he was a little scared."

Ruan Yousi did not doubt that he was there, so he went upstairs to call He Songjin, and then the two left.

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In the study room.

Mr. He was silent for a long time after a long time, he spoke again, and said in a commanding tone: "I don't want to listen to you and that woman's affairs, nor do I want to pursue them, but you must break it clean with her!"

Things have happened, and it is useless to pursue it, but he will never allow the He family to have any stains.

He Xuhong wanted to refute, but seeing Mr. He's extremely ugly face, he swallowed the words he reached his throat and thought about it and said, "Zhiliang is my son and your biological grandson. Do you have the heart to have no father?"

Mr. He glared at the brink of a gloomy eyes: "If Lijiao knew that you not only had a daughter but also a son outside, would you know what the consequences would be?"

After more than 20 years of marriage, He Xuhong certainly knew that with Ge Li's personality, if he knew about this, he would definitely make the family uneasy.

This is also one of the reasons why he has not dared to bring He Zhiliang home in recent years.

Another reason is that he is afraid that Mr. He will not recognize his son if he finds out.

Because Mr. He regards face and the reputation of the He family more important than anything else.

"Give me some time," he said perfunctorily.

"Okay, I'll give you time. If you can't handle it well, I'll solve it for you personally!" Mr. He was angry and didn't like him anywhere. He was upset and shouted angrily, "Get out!"

He heard that he would solve it himself, He Xuhong's heart shrank, and he turned and left the study.

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After leaving the He family and returning home, when getting off the bus, Wen Linyan opened the door behind and took out two album-like things from it.

Song Qianti asked her: "What is this?"

"Go back to show you." His handsome face was filled with a gentle smile.

After entering the house, they changed their shoes and walked over to sit down on the sofa.

Wen Linyan put the things in his hand on the table: "This is a decoration design picture of the room, see which one do you like."

Song Qianti raised her eyebrows: "Are you going to redecorate my place or your place?"

"It's our wedding room." He took the water cup handed to him by Aunt Cao.

"Wedding room?" Song Qianti was stunned.

He nodded, raised one leg and folded it on the other leg, and leaned back leisurely: "I bought a villa for our wedding house in the future."

“Isn’t it good to live here?”

Although the villa is more upscale than this, it is not bad here.

Wen Linyan said lazily: "Either you or mine, there are only two bedrooms. Now Aunt Cao lives in the guest room. If the guests come, there will be no place to sleep with the guests. You can't let others sleep on the sofa, right? And if we have children in the future, where will the children sleep?"

Song Qianti: “…”

I think quite long-term.

"There are all kinds of decoration styles on the booklet. Choose what you like and I'll go to the study to handle something." Wen Linyan put down the water cup, looked at the watch and stood up.

She raised her head and pouted: "Is it still busy so late?"

She also wants to choose with him.

Wen Linyan touched her head: "Just a moment."

"Okay." She pursed.

Wen Linyan curled his lips, leaned over to kiss the corner of her lips, and then went to the study room.

Song Qianti held the booklet and picked it up seriously.

She calculated that it took two or three months to decorate. It took half a year for the newly decorated room to live in, so if you get married, you should go next year.

She can buffer it for a while, and Wen Linyan just took over the company and was too busy, so she definitely didn't have time to prepare for the wedding.

She thought the villa was decorated in a European style, so she chose the European style.

After picking it up, she went back to the room to take a shower. When she came out of it, Wen Linyan had already returned to the room.

Wen Linyan asked her: "Have you chosen it?"

She was wrapped in a bath towel, and her long snow-white legs were very shocking to her sight. The towel wrapped around her hair, and a strand of it hung on her side neck, making her neck look more and more white and slender.

"Okay, I folded a corner and made a mark."

Wen Linyan nodded: "I will give it to Fang Yang tomorrow and ask him to find someone to start the decoration. If you have any suggestions, please contact Fang Yang directly."

She took off the towel on her head, put her long wet curly hair on one side, and plucked it with her hands: "Don't you see if I choose what I choose?"

The man smiled and said, "It doesn't matter, according to your preferences, as long as you are happy."

Song Qianti suddenly thought of a sentence on the Internet: A man who likes you will definitely love you.
Chapter completed!