Lan Jingyi waited and waited, but there was no response. She really couldn’t sleep. I saw it during the day and heard it again this night. Somehow, she felt that she had it.
Sneaking, Lan Jingyi opened the door and swept the corridor through the gap. Tonight, my uncle and my uncle both left, so there were not many people in their villa.
Once again, I went out one step and reached the door of Jiang Junyue. Two doors were next to her. I reached out and pushed the door, but it was unlocked. Then I opened a gap.
"Tilt …" LanJingYi quickly flicker in backhand and closed the door.
But there is no response in the room, and Lan Jingyi is not good either. At this time, I turned on the light and flashed to the bed, but where is the man?
he is not
"Pour … pour …" Lan Jingyi slightly panicked and looked for every place, and soon the answer came out. Jiang Junyue didn’t?
Damn it, he left her alone in this river’s house
How could he do this?
The bed was neatly folded and angular. Obviously, he had not slept and should have left long ago.
Look at the desk with a notebook on it. She opened the lid at random, but there was no chance.
Didn’t he go far?
Is it temporary to go out and come back soon?
Lan Jingyi picked up the mouse and clicked it at will, as if she had just opened the mailbox, but now it has.
Where the hell did that man go?
I can’t believe I left without telling her
Anger turned over his mind purely to pass the time. At the moment, Lan Jingyi was bored and forgot to touch other people’s privacy.
The children gave birth to him, and where can they have any privacy?
Yellow folders. She opened them and looked at them one by one.
Suddenly, a photo in a folder attracted all her attention.
Scanning the page, the thumbnails seemed to be all her own, so she clicked on them.
The first photo is her smiling face bathed in sunshine. Looking at her clothes at that time, she remembered that this should be when she and Lu Wentao were dressed before their divorce. How did Tianjiang LaCrosse have her photos at that time?
Look at the shooting. She realized that it was after she got to know him. Obviously, these photos were taken secretly one after another. I don’t know whether he took them himself or with a fake hand. Although the angle is not particularly good or clear, I can see that each one is very heart-warming.
She flipped through one page after another.
Turn over one folder and turn over the other. It seems that when she came back from France, she was holding a photo of Xiao Qinqin. It seems that she had it from a plane.
God, she has no secrets from him, has she?
He knows her every move.
But what didn’t Lome Wei know when she went to France to blackmail her?
What is discovered after the fact?
His ability is a bit unreasonable.
She looked at herself and Xiao Qinqin in the photo, and her heart was particularly warm.
The next folder is the photos of small and strong people, lying or crawling or lying in various postures, which is more funny than the pictures of small taps spraying water when there are still small things to pee.
The more you look, the stronger the smile on Lan Jingyi’s lips. If you don’t love her, how can he receive so many photos of her and the children?
The man turned out that he would be so careful.
Looking at Lan Jingyi and forgetting it.
Until she finished reading those photos, she was still wanting more. For more than a year, she really seldom took pictures, and Xiao Qinqin didn’t take a few. Fortunately, this man has made up for it for her now.
"Where have you been?" It was only at this time that she whispered that she thought that the little girl in the next room hurried back to the room and watched the little thing sleep soundly. Then she just breathed a sigh of relief and simply picked up the little thing and went to Jiang Junyue’s room. She wanted to wait for him here. She must tell him about his parents, or he will solve it, and his parents have been pulling their hearts and being cheated again.
So the little thing slept in the big bed of Jiang LaCrosse, and Lan Jingyi was in the mood to look up at his room. The coffee color mixed with milky white style showed an elegant meaning everywhere without losing the deep feeling of men. Even his curtains were brown.
The whole bedroom is spacious and simple, which is in line with his personality. She went to another bedside table, picked up a picture frame and looked at it casually, but then she was surprised.
It’s not Jiang Junyue, Jiang Hanyu or He Ling in the picture frame, and it’s not her and the children, but a sweet and beautiful girl.
The girl has long black hair like satin. Her shoulders and chest are lined with her, which is particularly charming. A pair of big eyes are smart, as if talking to you. The nose is small and red, and a smile can always be beautiful. This girl is more than making Lan Jingyi feel ashamed. The girl is really beautiful.
Who is she?
What, this photo will be put on Jiang Junyue’s bedside table?
It must be a very important person in his heart, otherwise he wouldn’t allow this photo.
At this moment, Lan Jingyi’s heart sank. It turned out that there was such a beautiful girl in his heart.
But since he has this girl in his heart, why not be with that girl?
Lan Jingyi was very confused.
Holding a picture frame in his hand, he thinks that if he loves himself, he should put his photo away, but there is no picture frame, neither she nor Xiao Qinqin and Xiao Zhuangzhuang.
Is neither she nor the children as heavy as this girl?
A lump in her throat, her picture frame "bang" fell, and she sat there staring blankly, looking at the bottom of my heart, which had become a mess and could no longer be sorted out.