Chapter 881: I have n’t seen you for a long time, I really miss you

He didn't want Yan Qingsi to really hook up with anyone, as far as her position, he really wanted to be a man, and it wasn't that he could hook people away in minutes, and he wouldn't die.
Yan Qingsi shook her head: "I won't eat breakfast, and I won't finish eating it again."
Yue Tingfeng touched her face, her finger was rubbed on her lips, and her thumb was a little red, and he smiled: "I'll stay with you and wait for me to change clothes."
Yan Qingsi thought for a moment: "Okay, but you can go in, you wait for me in the car."
Yue Tingfeng immediately refused: "No, I have to go with you."
"On that occasion, how could you count me, Ye Jiangong isn't a fool, listen to me, okay?" By age, she should really call Ye Lingzhi a stepmother, but the Ye family resembles her.
Ye Lingzhi died, and Yan Qingsi's hatred towards her felt ... It didn't seem that deep, after all, she died. She didn't need to hold a dead person for those things she did.
Today, in addition to Yan Qingsi's battle with Ye Jiangong.
One more thing, it was the last trip to Ye Lingzhi.
Her daughter and son are all because of themselves, and now one is a vegetative and the other is a lunatic. Therefore, sending Ye Lingzhi for a ride, Yan Qingsi thinks it should be.
She was a junior to send Ye Lingzhi, but did not want Yue to listen to the wind to bend Ye Lingzhi.
Yue Tingfeng frowned: "Shall I agree?"
Yan Qingsi: "Then you will be at home."
"Xing Xing Xing, I'm waiting for you in the car, you say ... I will never be tough before you."
"Really?" Yan Qingsi glanced under Yue Tingfeng.
He hurriedly said, "Cough ... except in bed."
Yan Qingsi raised her lips and pinched Yue Tingfeng's chin: "Go and wash, hurry up."
"Okay, mother."
Yan Qingsi changed a black and red stitching dress, black is funeral, red is celebration.
Just like her mood, it is contradictory.
The phone rang, Yan Qingsi picked it up, and the number was called from abroad. She glanced at the bathroom, Yue Tingfeng was still washing her face, and she quickly connected: "Hey ..."
"Good morning, Monica, should it be morning on your side?"
Yan Qingsi heard her voice and laughed, "Yes, in the morning, I just woke up, the weather was good, and my mood was good."
"I haven't seen you for a long time. I really miss you. I really want to see you."
Yan Qingsi sat on the bed, her voice lowered slightly. "Me too ... we must have a chance to meet."
"Of course, yes, I have something to tell you. Someone recently checked your experience in country M, and it was you who specifically checked you. The bad ... is ... the negative news ..."
The smile on Yan Qingsi's face cooled down instantly, she asked, "Do you know who it is?"
"Sorry, I haven't found this. Someone has checked you before, but all the information you searched is not targeted. This time ... it seems very targeted."
"I see, thank you ..." Yan Qingsi clenched her hands. She was very panicked. She did a lot of bad things in order to survive abroad.
If those things are really revealed, maybe ... maybe ... everything you have now will turn into a bubble, Yan Qingsi covers her eyes and smiles bitterly.
"Dear, I saw the promotional photos of your new drama in your country. It's really beautiful ... when, come here to develop?"