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Chapter 859: Can't be the third

Ye Wei felt unhappy and curled her lips, "If Han Shao really thought about Irene, I would definitely not get involved in his affairs, but now, what does Han Shao treat Irene as? If she goes out, any insider will poke her spine.

Liang Gu scolded her as a mistress!”

Speaking of this, Ye Wei was angry. In today's world, you can't be considered a third person! Li Konglie looked at Ye Wei's face in his arms with an angry look, afraid that she would get angry if she was too excited, so he reached out to touch her head and said softly, "But this time, you helped Irene make a decision without authorization, and touched Han Shaodi.

Do you think you can hide it from him easily?”

Seeing that Li Konglie had cleaned his bottom all at once, Ye Wei suddenly turned to look at him with surprise, "Impossible! If he knew, how could he send his son to the old house?"

After all, the child is still young now, but Han Shao insists on doing so, even begging regardless of gratitude.

Xie Yi will definitely explain that things were not done by herself, but Ye Wei has prepared everything and will never allow Xie Yi to struggle out of this quagmire. She must clean up her gratitude.

Li Konglie didn't say anything, and seemed unwilling to talk about this issue. After pausing for a while, he asked other questions, "I will help you go to the back garden first. The doctor said that if you have nothing to do, you should move more, which will be beneficial to childbirth."

Hearing these words, Ye Wei's attention was indeed attracted, "You remember the doctor's words more clearly than me."

Li Konglie did not comment on this.

The two of them stood up from the sand, Li Konglie hugged Ye Wei's slightly plump waist and walked towards the back garden

...

Erin sat in the glass flower room, lying on a rattan chair, shaking her body gently, closing her eyes to rest, her nose was filled with the rich fragrance of flowers, and she was drowsy.

But suddenly I heard the wind chime ringing at the door of the flower room and then the footsteps stopped beside her.

Her brows frowned slightly, but soon returned to normal. She felt someone standing beside her and didn't say anything. She suddenly opened her eyes and saw Han Shao standing beside her, staring at her from a high point. Deep in her eyes, there was a deep feeling that I couldn't take back, and a trace of sadness that Irene thought she had read it wrong, but when she wanted to take a closer look, she found that she found out

There was only deepness in his eyes.

She sat up from the rattan chair, with a slightly messy shoulder-length silk on her face, and she spoke lightly, "Is there anything wrong?"

When Han Shao heard this, he reached out and left the chair, sat down, poured himself a cup of flower tea that the servant gave to Erin not long ago, "Try not to sleep here next time, be careful of catching a cold."

His voice was very smooth, as if he was just chatting with Erin.

But Erin was still sitting on the rattan chair, kneading her somewhat tired eyebrows, closing the book in her hand, and throwing it on the table beside her, her voice was faint, "I understand."

After saying that, he stood up from the rattan chair and walked towards the door without even giving Han Shao a look.

The flower tea cup in Han Shao's hand suddenly stood heavily on the table, with a clanging sound, and his voice was cold, "What, are you not satisfied with this result?"

Erin paused and frowned, "I don't understand what you're talking about."

Han Shao chuckled, his eyes floating coldly, and his thin lips tightly pursed, "I don't know what I'm talking about?" He turned his eyes to Erin standing there, his eyebrows were dim and unclear, "Do you really don't know what I'm talking about?"

When Erin heard this, she turned around and looked at Han Shao. There was no emotion on her face. Her red lips raised a sarcastic curve, "Is it enough? Han Shao, do you think it's interesting to see that we two are like this now?"

When will they torture each other?

When will he let her go?

"Of course it's interesting! If you want to play, okay! I'll play with you enough!" He stared at her coldly, and a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

Han Shao drank the flower tea in the cup clean, and then poured another cup slowly.

Erin stood there, her hands hanging on both sides of her body instantly clenched into fists, and her fingernails pierced her palms hard, but she couldn't feel the pain at all, because the pain in her heart was far greater than that in her body.

She sneered, then turned and walked out.

Han Shao was still sitting at the table, but the teacup that was originally intact was crushed by him on the table. Blood spread along his palms, but his face was dark and terrible.

After Erin returned to the room, Rong's mother came up with the soup. After all, Erin was still in the confinement period. If she was too bored, she would go to the flower room behind to read books, and then stay for the whole day.

Recently, I have been running towards the flower house every day.

Seeing that Erin's face was not good, Rong's mother didn't dare to say anything.

He planned to put down the soup and leave, but unexpectedly, he was stopped by Erin, "Ma Rong."

Rong's mother turned around and looked at Erin, with a smile piled up in her eyes, "Miss Ai."

Erin looked up at Rong's mother standing in front of her, and opened her lips, "Have anyone ever come to me since I came back from the hospital?"

Rong's mother avoided Ailin's inquiring gaze, lowered her eyelids and shook her head, "No, no one has come to see Miss Ai."

Hearing this, Erinzai stared at Rong's mother carefully, and a smile appeared on the corner of her lips, "My mother Rong, I can give you another chance. You can think about it before answering. I know that you are short of money now, and I can help you."

Not long ago, she happened to see Rong's mother calling, crying and calling, and vaguely heard asking them to give them a few days of grace.

Rong Ma was stunned, and a look of struggle flashed across her face. She was obviously hesitating and did not refuse immediately. She was obviously forced into a dead end and could not think of any way.

Erin was not in a hurry, but just sat there, reached out to put the soup that Rong Ma brought over and drank it by herself. The spoon occasionally touched the bowl and bi, making a crisp sound.

Rong's mother stood in front of Ailin, with a clear sense of sorrow in her eyes. Finally, she struggled for a while and said, "Miss Ai, are you saying true? Are you really willing to help me?"

Erin took out a card from the table and pushed it to Rong Ma, "It's 500,000 in it."

When Rong's mother heard that there was 500,000 in the card, her eyes suddenly lit up.

Her hands were tightly twisted and her eyebrows were tightly tightened. Finally, she stepped forward and reached over the card on the table, and then explained without hesitation, "On the second day after you came back, Han Tai... Miss Xie had come." Perhaps because she was afraid that the title of gratitude would stimulate Irene, Rong Ma changed her mouth instantly.
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