Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities

"It's enough, I like it," the man patted Lin Qing's shoulder. "This is a good product, but don't regret it. I will not admit it when I come back. By then, I will sell it with you." . "

Lin Qing hesitated a little, but remembered again that the younger sister's deadly face was hardened again.

Do n’t blame me. This is your self. Who made you kill Guoer and kill my sister ’s life, so I want to make you pay, and I want Chu Li to know what kind of pain it is to lose loved ones. I'm upset, how can I make you happy.

"It's enough, I like it," the man patted Lin Qing's shoulder. "This is a good product, but don't regret it. I will not admit it when I come back. By then, I will sell it with you." . "

Lin Qing hesitated a little, but remembered again that the younger sister's deadly face was hardened again.

Do n’t blame me. This is your self. Who made you kill Guoer and kill my sister ’s life, so I want to make you pay, and I want Chu Li to know what kind of pain it is to lose loved ones. I'm upset, how could you all be upset.

The man with sunglasses exhaled a cigarette again. He took out a stack of money from himself, shook it, and then patted it on Lin Qing's face, and finally stuffed it in Lin Qing's clothes. This is a good price. You've got it, but I tell you, don't look for me when you sell it. The people we sell, whether they are men, women, or children, have no intention to take back.

"I know," Lin Qing grasped the money in his hands very tightly. At this time, it seemed that the money was not in the palm of her hand.

"Then you promise me one thing too."

He turned suddenly.

"Say," the ink man patted Lin Qing's face with his hand. You are actually very good. If you sell yourself, I will give you a good price.

Lin Qing twisted his face, and also avoided the hand of the man in sunglasses. He didn't like the touch of this man, and was a little sick.

"You can't tell others that it's about me."

"Rest assured," the man in the sunglasses shook the lighter in his hand, and after turning it a few times in his hand, the lighter was thrown into his pocket.

This "there are some rules on the road, but you boy," the sunglasses man put his gaze on Lin Qing's face again, and he is very curious about this face that has not been opened.

"Although I am not very old, it is really good. If you can't live anymore, you can come to me and I will help you find a good buyer."

Lin Qing took a step back, and then ran away without looking back. He still grasped the money tightly in his hands. At this moment, the money seemed to have thorns and cut him. His hands shook, his hands shook, and the money in his hands slammed, all over the floor.

This is the underworld man.

"Brother ..." Xiao Yu looked around from time to time, she flattened her little mouth, and her brother disappeared. When she was about to walk away from her calf, she smelled a stinky smell in her nose. Then I knew nothing.

The man in sunglasses picked up the little **** the ground

Alas, this child is really good, and the clothes are very good. Wouldn't it be a rich child? But isn't it? It has nothing to do with him, he just knows that this is the pig he got, and the rest, that's a matter for others.

In the night, he hid the child in his arms into his clothes, and walked the unmanned alleys. After a few back and forth, he no longer knew the trace.

At this time, Song Wan bought Chu Xiang a good-looking ice cream. Chu Xiang was holding a happy smile in her hands. Her eyes were not only looking around, but she also stuck out her little tongue from time to time and licked her hands. Ice cream.

It seems that she is very happy.

And how did Song Wan feel as if she had forgotten something, but in the end she forgot something.

At this time, her cell phone suddenly rang, and she would take it out and find it out.

"Hey, are you okay?" She put her phone in her ear and wiped off the cream from Chu Xiang's face.

"I'm fine," Chu Jiang's voice was so pleasant to hear.

"How are you doing now?"

"It's nothing," Song Wanqing answered easily, "come here with ice-cream and eat ice cream."

"Oh, you're doing well today?" Chu Jiang said with a smile again, wanting to come, and are very happy with the children, as long as the first step is taken, then the second step is not too difficult Already.

"It's okay," Song Wan didn't feel that there was anything wrong. She has always been this way. She is in a good mood, in general, and in a bad mood. She didn't think about it, thinking she didn't sleep well last night.

"By the way, you gave my cellphone to my granddaughter and let her talk to me."

Chu Jiang is actually very anxious now, he wants to see his little granddaughter in person, but it is only because Song Wan can get along with the child for a while, but he can't bear it, but although he can't go, But I heard the voice of my granddaughter.

Song Wan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and she wanted to talk to her granddaughter, but Chu Jiang finally figured it out, Xiang Xiang was also a Chu family's child and his granddaughter.

"Come, Xiangxiang, your grandpa wants to talk to you."

Chu Jiang on the side frowned. This Song Wan was deliberate or pretending to be stupid. When did he want to talk to Chu Xiang, and he might have a large generation gap with Chu Xiang, so he did n’t know at all. What to say to Chu Xiang.

However, thinking about Song Wan's current status, he could only sigh. After all, this Chu Xiang was adopted by her, and she should always give her some face in front of the child.

Chu Xiang took the phone and said something sweetly.

"Hello grandpa."

"Oh, hello," and next, Chu Jiang didn't know what to say, and he was still thinking that if it was changed to a light rain point, it would be absolutely different. The light rain point would be milky and milky. He said a lot, so he couldn't wait to hear the voice of his granddaughter.

Chu Xiang waited for a long time, and was quite disappointed, because Chu Jiang didn't tell her what she said.

"Xiang Xiang, give your phone to grandma." Chu Jiang said to Chu Xiang, otherwise they would continue this way, but it is just a waste of time.

Chu Xiang could only return the phone to Song Wan

"Wanwan, you asked my granddaughter to answer the phone," Chu Jiang repeated with patience over there.