The Stupid Missy Glows Up After Marriage

Under Qu Chuanfeng's angry eyes, Meng Ying and Ah Da left the Qu family.

After getting in the car, Meng Ying had a deep gaze, "A Da, the Han family and the composer, what is the connection between them?"

"It is said that Father Qu and the Han family have agreed that if they have children, they will become relatives. When your mother was born, according to the agreement, he will marry the Han family. Obviously, your mother escaped from marriage and left here.

Meng Ying frowned, "Do they have a good relationship with the old man?"

"This is not clear."

"..."

Meng Ying was thinking, this matter is extraordinary.

Really want to marry, as to use this kind of indiscriminate means to send people to other people's bed?

"How sure are you sure if we go to fight in Han's house?" Meng Ying asked him suddenly.

Ah Da glanced at her from the rearview mirror, "Look at the number of each other."

"Do you know Nansang?"

"……know."

"How do you compare with him?"

"Maybe... almost."

Meng Ying raised her eyebrows, "Tsk, it's rare."

Ah Da did not feel ashamed.

"Are you going?"

"Don't go."

"..."

I thought she was going to do it if she asked in such details.

Ah Da couldn't help saying more, "In your current situation, it's better to stay calm and don't make enemies everywhere."

"Huh?" Meng Ying stared at him.

Ah Da said: "Lan Yu is still in Nancheng, he will attack you someday if he doesn't keep the balance."

"Oh."

Meng Ying didn't speak any more.

The look in the car window became a little dull.

What Ah Da said just now shows that he knows that her soul is exhausted.

I also knew that I was fighting with Lan Yu.

The whole thing is fine.

The problem is, how does he know that her soul is exhausted?

The person who rescued her was Nan Sang.

Only Nan Sang and Qu Xiangxiang knew about this.

She had never told Mu Yuansheng and Ah Da about this.

Thinking of Nan Sang's injury again, he disappeared.

As a result, Mu Yuan came back from birth and his old injury recurred.

That location is where Nan Sang was injured.

Mu Yuansheng and Nan Sang are the same person.

Meng Ying became more and more sure.

It's just that some things seem to be different.

The car stopped in front of the house, Meng Ying walked in, and Mu Yuansheng sat on the sofa reading a book.

Saw her back.

"Have you found someone?"

"I didn't find it."

Meng Ying sat next to him, put her legs on the sofa, and rested on his lap, very comfortable.

Mu Yuansheng looked at this face, raised his hand and stroked it up, "Lost?"

"A little bit."

"If you can't find it anymore, will you be sad?"

"Yes."

"Isn't it a bad idea to say that in front of me?"

"You ask me to answer without telling lies. This is to respect you."

Mu Yuansheng was unable to refute.

Meng Ying turned sideways, lifted his clothes, looked at the position on the waist, and pressed gently, "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore."

"It doesn't look like someone has been injured here." Meng Ying pressed her finger on the place, it was smooth and there were no old scars.

Mu Yuansheng pressed her restless hand, "Internal injury."

"Then, can you still play happily tonight?" Meng Ying looked at him eagerly.

"..."

Mu Yuansheng really couldn't help her.

She is the one who scorches every time, but she is also the one who called the stop.

That night, Meng Ying didn't set fire.

Quietly facing him with his back, leaning against his arms, in a very safe and happy posture.

The next day.

Mu Yuansheng and Meng Ying received an invitation from the Han family, inviting them to attend Father Han's birthday banquet.

Meng Ying glanced at the invitation, put it on the table, sneered, "This man has a thicker skin than the southern city wall."