Chapter 438: No third party

Chapter 438: No More Third Party
"Is this ... appropriate?" Bai Cihui was a bit puzzled. "Qing Yun she ... she might even hate me."
"Ma'am, you don't have to worry about Qingyun's side. The president has lied to her for so long. You just have to let the president solve it. You, just keep your spirits up and prepare to have tea with your daughter-in-law." Qiu Yan said with a smile.
There is no room for opposition in Bai Cihui. She was originally worried that Su Shihao would be angry with her. Now that her son doesn't care about it, it would be too immoral to stop her as a mother.
Moreover, although Luo Qingyun is a small person with an unknown name, she has been in contact for such a long time, especially when she was born and raised a child for Su Shihao. She waited hard and had no complaints. She also said that she did not dare to move. fake.
Finally, there was a kind smile on her face, and she patted Su Yinghao's hand: "Hao Hao, go to Qingyun quickly. Don't worry about the wedding, I won't wrong my daughter-in-law."
"Thank you, Mom!" Su Minhao also showed a faint smile on her face at this moment. This "Mom" made Bai Cihui's eyes instantly burst into tears. She knew that the gap between their mother and child was completely thorough at this moment. Resolved.

In the apartment.
Ten p.m.
The two children have already fallen asleep.
Luo Qingyun was tired after sitting on the bed reading a book, and also lay down, and slumbered over.
As she slept half asleep, she suddenly felt as if a familiar palm was stroking her cheek.
She was always awake and was awakened, slowly opening her eyes.
Under the dim sleep light, a familiar face came into view. She saw the person in front of her clearly, only to be surprised and happy. "Hao Hao, are you?"
"It's me." The other voice answered her gently.
"How could you ..." Luo Qingyun just wanted to ask him how he was here, but soon she laughed at herself: "I must be dreaming now, otherwise how could you appear here."
Su Yinghao looked at her bitter smile, reached out and held her hand, and put her soft little hand on her hot chest.
The fluttering and powerful rhythmic heartbeat of "Flopplopplap" trembled in her palm, which felt so authentic and reliable.
"Hao Hao, really you? I ... I'm not dreaming?" Luo Qingyun sat up with excitement from the bed instantly, looking at the man in front of her, a pair of water eyes flashing light under the light.
"Qing Yun, I'm sorry for this period of time." Su Shihao apologized softly, took her into her arms, her chin against her forehead, and wished she could stick closer to her.
Luo Qingyun was still immersed in the great rejoicing, and suddenly heard Su Yinghao's words, he immediately lifted his head from his arms: "Do you remember it? Remember everything?"
"Yes, I remember it all." He nodded, warmly.
"Then you aren't marrying Zheng Baozhu?" Luo Qingyun asked again with some anger.
"I'll only marry you in this life." He squeezed her chin gently, and dropped a kiss on her lips.
Luo Qingyun's hand was shaped into a hollow fist, with a little force, and hammered on his shoulder: "It sounds good. He married Xi Wen in the front, and wants to marry Zheng Baozhu in the back ..."
"Marrying Xi Wen was unreasonable, and at that time I didn't know you were pregnant. Not to mention, there was no innocence between Xi Wen and me. There was nothing about men and women. It was not appropriate for you to eat her vinegar. Su Suhao looked at her with amusement.
"What about Zheng Baozhu? I think you have been in love with her recently, and the two of you must be innocent." Thinking of this, she was panicked.
"Rest assured, nothing happened between Zheng Baozhu and me. Besides, she will never show up again, hindering us."
"Why? Did she give up? How could it be that she spent so much effort to become your fiancee ..." Luo Qingyun still has a little bit of anxiety in her mind until now. She doesn't know that during this time, in the end, Is something missing.
"Qing Yun, believe me, there won't be a third party between us in the future. It's not early now, let's go to bed first, and get up early tomorrow morning, I will take you to try on wedding dresses." Su Yanhao said Then, take off your jacket and prepare to go to bed.
At this time, the door of the room was suddenly pushed open from the outside, and a small chubby body rubbed his eyes and stood at the door, milky and milky toward the human in the room: "Mummy, I have nightmares. A lot of monsters, Tuan Tuan is afraid, Tuan Tuan wants to sleep with you. "
Luo Qingyun heard that and beckoned to him: "Tuantu, come here."
Tuantuan moved his small thick legs, walked to the bed, looked up to see Su Yinghao, woke up awake, eyes widened: "Daddy, why are you here? Have you had nightmares too?" "
"Okay, Tuantuan, come and lie down next to Mummy." Luo Qingyun saw Su Shihao's mouth twitching, and she reached out and hugged Tuantuan to her side and let him lie down.
Su Yinghao looked at the place where he was lying down, and looked at Luo Qingyun with an unhappy look: "Where do I sleep?"
"You sleep next to him." Luo Qingyun smiled reluctantly.
"But I want to hold you." He said that there would be no third party between them, and he was beaten without expecting it.
The point is, this third party is still out of his reach.
It seems that he is destined to sleep by the bed tonight.
This ... can be regarded as his retribution to cheat her these days.

Northwest Africa, Kingdom of Morocco.
This is the twenty-first country in which Huo Xiwen has traveled. Since leaving Y City, she has been traveling abroad during this time, hoping to use this to alleviate the loss of Fu Muzhen's sadness.
Originally thinking that time could heal the hurt in her heart and make her forget the person who no longer exists in this world.
But in the end, she was still too naive. Over time, she found that instead of becoming a little vague about her memory of Fu Muzhen, she became more and more profound.
Whenever she walks to a city, she can't help thinking about it, what a wonderful thing it would be if Fu Muzhen was with her now and watching the bustling scene of this time.
She has prayed to the world more than once in various world-famous wish words, temples, and churches, praying that they can return Fu Muzhen to her. She does not know if God heard her voice, this way she can only Continue to walk alone.
In the beautiful blue town of Chefchaouen, an elderly Jewish woman sits on the floor in a curvy and narrow alley, with a strange pattern of woolen blankets in front of her. Handmade crafts and small jewelry.
Huo Xiwen attracted the attention of the exquisite handicraft, then squatted down, picked a moon-shaped bracelet from it, paid for it, and was ready to leave.
Suddenly, the old woman stopped her and said to her in unfamiliar English, "a godsent marriage."
Huo Xiwen heard this sentence, with a slight smile on his face, got up and left.
happy match?
Her good destiny has long since disappeared. In this life, where else will she go to find her good marriage?
Back at the hotel, she took a bath, put the bracelet on her hand, leaned on the railing of the balcony, held a glass of champagne in her hand, and looked at the sunset in the distance, thinking of her good-being that had disappeared. people.
Suddenly, the mobile phone on the table in the room rang, and she turned her head slightly to get her phone. She glanced at the caller ID, and a surprised smile appeared on her face.
"Xiwen, how are you doing?"
"Well, it's fine. I've walked many places and met many people."
"Xiwen, come back to my wedding with Qingyun, and go home to see your mother by the way, she misses you very much."
"Your wedding with Qingyun? Are you finally going to have a wedding?" Her voice was pleasantly surprised and envious.
"Well, tomorrow dinner, I hope to see you."