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By Nan YinYin

Chapter 1867 time buried Wife (85)

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However, the heart can not install the switch, the feelings can not do any of their own control.

"Do you believe?" Yu Zeyao asked.

"I have no reason not to believe." King Yu felt his voice down a lot. She looked at the man mood fair hearing of Jun Yan, "I've seen in a white feather palace with you, you have seen on a cruise together. Another time she meet with the foreign guests with you. I think these are sufficient to show you along very well. marriage is not really unexpected. "

Coolish his eyes a bit, just because she filed pleased Mo ring to have turned into a moment the smoke cleared, replaced for optimism. She used to say this all too calm. And he had heard the reaction when she called out the name of the man sleep in too far.

Put yourself think, if his thought she was going to marry another man, he asked himself can not do like her so calm.

"Do you think we will get married, but you are still so tolerant. No question, not angry, but do not be jealous?" He asked the quiet sound.

Yu Jing moment of silence, she looked downcast looks at the ground for a moment before re-raised his eyes and looked at him, "Do you want me to be jealous?"

He looked at her beautiful face uneventful Lan, suddenly felt weak. Their feelings had no peer, he knew right from the start.

But now she approached own step by step, he began unconsciously want to insist on more. She wants her own feelings, and his love for her is the same. I hope she will be for their own irrational hope that she would like him to own her about the outcome.

"Forget it." Even feel boring, Yu Zeyao finally just put on the door hand away, "Go."

I did not say anything, go inside alone. Jing Yu looked to be back, faint sigh.

She could see that he was angry, at least, he is himself provoke him upset. But the thing that really unhappy that her son. She even asked him to Mo ring, he ultimately did not give her an explanation or argument.

I did not have to explain or not explain?

Jing Yu do not see this person's idea.

She told him to go behind. But he is not a no man's demeanor, even though he is not just happy, but into the back of the house, he does not mean a person will be crowded out of her, let her distress.

He took her to their mother, "Mom, we're back."

Ms. Yu Jing Yu looked at the smile, holding the hand of King Yu, angry son, "you come back to a trip so easy. Dr King, and quickly sat. Hungry, right! All had 12 points."

Lady still the same, very warm, no, worse. Also, I did not ask a matter between them, which makes Yu Jing feel a lot easier. After all, here today to come here with the mind state of mind is different.

Mrs. King led Fitch sat down at his side. Yu Zeyao look at her, she did not see with their help, they will either sit down. Himself sat down across from her.

The dinner table, Ms. Yu has been at the scene to take their food reputation. Jing Yu embarrassed to refuse, are picked up, what think, concern and asked: "?? Madam, your legs now how how the teacher said."

"Much better.Professor Luo said that now do not come every week, just a month to see on the line. I now own many of them are walking. Do not have to borrow a wheelchair. "

"That's good." King Fitch pleased jaw.

Yu Zeyao sitting opposite her, watching her little face, look deep.

Jing Yu aware that he is looking at himself, when projecting past the line of sight, he is no longer looking at her. Only deadpan meal.

Ms. Yu discern wrong, he asked his son, "how? The door, do not speak."

"It's nothing."

"There is something?" Mrs. son clip dish. Yu Zenan cried beside eccentric, brother sister-in-law have, except he did not. Yu Zeyao put his bowl of food moved to the Yu Zenan only slowly, and said:. "Is not considered mind, is the official"

"Official mom can not help you. If a private matter, I'd say it can talk sense."

Yu Zenan laugh, "Mom, after this job you have to do to enlighten the handover."

Ms. Yu come to understand, laughing reputation to the King, "is that after ah, if you just have something on his mind and a doctor opening scene. King doctors than I will comfort people."

Yu Yu Zeyao looking at the scene, did not say anything. But King Yu know, this man is this sentence will certainly have considerable advice. In his eyes, she is not caring what people, on the contrary, always somehow made him angry.

She will not take it, do not give him damage his chances. Even in the heart of her loss.

The meal, eat in fact relatively easy. His mood only more boring, do not speak.

Yu Zeyao sent her to the vice presidential palace door, and she said:. "Get off it."

He did not get off in the afternoon there is official.

King Yu get off. What to say, not to say, he was again stopped. He told her, "not run. Outside unsafe."

She nodded, looking at the door stood a bodyguard, "Even if I wanted to run, and not run out. They just listen to you."

"You know like, go inside."

He shut the door. Jing Yu subconsciously pressure of the pressure door, Yu Zeyao frowning, Mangjiang the door open, the fear down to her hand. He looked at her white fingers, snappily, "be careful!"

Jing Yu originally want to ask what time he came back, the result was that he denounced, and that if they incorporated into the belly go. She hands down, the spoken word becomes, "you make me say before, and King-call, probably at what time?"

Yu Zeyao did not know she was such a hundred thousand turn back, just ah cry, "Go wait for it."

Then he looked at her, "What do you want to ask?"

Jing Yu thought, shaking his head.

Yu Zeyao was expecting something she will re-filed Mo ring. Twice within a period of time to bring, at least it shows that he is concerned about. But she did not.

Yu Zeyao tell the driver to drive the car watching the scenery reputation from his sight gradually disappear until completely out of sight, her heart empty, some inexplicable.

Cold wind came, she turned back to the house.

Just put down the bag, took a shower, changed his clothes at home, the housekeeper went upstairs knocked on the door.

"Miss King, have your video phone."

Jing Yu quickly opened the door, holding a cell phone in front of her housekeeper. She knew that King Wing,Delight.

Opening the connected, King-face appeared in front of their own. Pan Jing Yu eyes some tears, after all he was a child, plus body pain at the moment, but she only put him alone in a foreign country.

"Sister, well, how do you cry?" King-lying on white sheets over there, try to make themselves look relaxed state.

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