Dear Mr. Shi

Song Qinghuan looked at her incomprehensibly, "Why? He is better than that at that time."

Han Qianqian ran out after eating. She definitely didn't want to listen to them. She said that she was asked to marry the state affairs at the time. Just mentioned it lightly. She was obviously disgusted. Later, she wanted to refuse directly, but she was given by Shi Xiuren. Interrupted.

Han Qianqian picked up a small stone and threw it into the lake, causing layers of spray.

She said: "My dad is getting old. He is not so much choosing a husband for me as he is choosing a successor for himself. I hope that he will be able to support the Han family after a hundred years. Protecting the Han family can also be said to be protecting me, so what my dad has to choose is not a simple son-in-law, but an excellent helmsman, a suitable successor. The successor of the Han family is the same as the person in charge of the Shi family. Yes, it's not easy to be..."

With that, she stood up suddenly: "Anno is not suitable."

Song Qinghuan also stood up and saw that she met her: "If you don't try, why are you not suitable."

Han Qianqian glared at Song Qinghuan: "There are some things that you can't try!"

After speaking, turn around: "I'm leaving, take your time to watch it yourself!"

Watching her away, Song Qinghuan suddenly felt a deep feeling. Maybe Han Qianqian didn’t really love Shi Yuhan. Shi Yuhan was just her ideal husband, not the one she really wanted to love. Perhaps Han Qianqian didn’t love Shi Annuo. , Just because Shi Annuo is not her ideal husband, so she chooses to ignore everything.

Wealthy? This is the wealthy. If so, can she say she doesn't like it at all?

Maybe her previous life was not very good, there are many unsatisfactory, but there is no calculation and intrigue.

At this time, just a simple hug, a bowl of hot noodles can make people feel very happy.

where are they? Living in the rich, when will they feel the thing called happiness.

The second person Song Qinghuan met by the river was Shi Mu.

"It's cold, the wind is strong by the lake, don't catch the cold." When the voice of concern sounded, a thick coat was draped over her.

Song Qinghuan looked back in surprise and saw Shi Mu. She had a trace of concern from this man, "Thank you,"

She immediately took Shimu's clothes off, and gave them back: "Hello, Shite helps you."

Shi Mu gently smiled and said, "Hello, I'm seeing each other again, it's really not actually in Shizhai."

Song Qinghuan smiled uncomfortably, "I didn't expect that I would meet you here."

"Yuhan and I are distant relatives. I have been living in Shiguo Bieyuan. Grandpa has always been very close to me. It's just that I went to study abroad later and Yuhan came back. Later he studied abroad. We are in the same school. So everyone I only thought of our classmates." Shi Mu explained to Song Qinghuan carefully, his voice was very gentle.

Song Qinghuan said "Oh", then nodded politely.

When the topic broke off, Shi Mu looked like she was reluctant to talk, so he found an excuse to leave.

Song Qinghuan stayed alone by the lake again, sitting on the rock and watching the fish in the lake.

She doesn't want to go into the main house, it is not her world, and she will leave that world one day, so it's good not to get involved.

After sitting for a while, she suddenly felt a force pushing her. Before she turned around to see what was going on, she fell into the lake with a "puff".

Song Qinghuan was shocked. She couldn't swim, her hands were fluttering in the lake, and she wanted to turn around to see what was going on behind her. She sank into the lake again without moving her body, her sight was blocked.

She kept tapping the water with her hands, yelling: "Help..."

The call was choked by the lake for several times, and it didn't make a sound at all.

Her body was ups and downs, and her breathing began to be unstable. Song Qinghuan only felt that her chest was very stuffy, and her nose and mouth were all filled with biting cold water. The cold water filled her and made her lose consciousness...

(Ps: Today is Christmas, I wish you a Merry Christmas, always happy, beautiful and lovely. Finally, let’s announce today’s lucky baby: Ban Xia Hua!)