C377 The Smell in My Hair

Fireworks bloom a few words.

"Youyou, you're mine."

What a domineering sentence.

Yan Yilang was sniffing Qiao Xinyou's hair behind her back. It was fragrant and also like a tempting smell.

Lil 'Yu, who was standing at the front, turned her head angrily and said, "Uncle, Uncle Yan, didn't you say that you would marry me when I grow up?" Just as she finished speaking, she realized that the two people behind her were hugging each other tightly.

Lil' Yu immediately thought of three words. The three words that his father used to love to say were, "Dog couple."

No, that's not right. How could his Uncle Yan be a dog man?

It was all the auntie's fault.

Lil 'Yu took two steps forward and reached out to separate Qiao Xinyou and Yan Yilang.

"Auntie, why didn't you behave yourself in front of a child?"

Qiao Xinyou blushed with shame. Lil' Yu's way of speaking was really not like a child's.

"Lil' Yu, Big Sister was wrong." Qiao Xinyou tactfully quickly admitted her mistake, but she subconsciously thought of herself as "Big Sister."

Lil' Yu almost vomited when she said that. "It's obviously Auntie, alright?"

Uh...

Yan Yilang chuckled secretly at the side.

The fireworks continued to bloom.

It was as if the fireworks would never disappear.

It was as if the happiness would never disappear.

Deep in the night, Qiao Xinyou wanted to go to the hospital to accompany Qiao Xinyan. Yan Yilang originally wanted Qiao Xinyou to stay behind. But he knew that Qiao Xinyou would not let Qiao Xinyan go alone to guard Gu Qinfeng, so he personally drove Qiao Xinyou over.

Separation made people feel the most pain.

People who loved each other would not want to be separated even for a second.

Lil 'Yu couldn't stand it any longer and urged, "Auntie, you should leave quickly."

"Little brat, I'm not leaving." Qiao Xinyou made a face at Lil' Yu before running away.

Lil' Yu pretended to be mature and shook her head. She sighed and said, "Uncle, I doubt your taste. How can you like such a childish person?"

"You don't understand. She just loves being childish in front of me. When I'm not around, she is stronger than anyone else."

Ever since her father committed suicide in prison, wasn't this woman that determined to survive?

The black Ferrari stopped for a while. Yan Yilang was reluctant to part with it. Lil 'Yu urged him to leave, but he finally drove it away.

The exhaust of the car dissipated in the air.

There were still many fireworks blooming in the dark night sky.

It was New Year.

Happy without sleep.

Qiao Xinyou only took two steps before she saw Lu Weiwei. Lu Weiwei, who was still making mischief on the news in the morning, did not know why she came to find her at this time.

"Let's talk." Lu Weiwei was wearing flat shoes. It seemed that it was because of this that her usual arrogance was weakened. She looked weak and haggard.

"We should have nothing to talk about."

Lu Weiwei and she did not have anything to discuss seriously.

"Where is your father's injustice? You also don't want to talk about this?"

The sudden drop of the bomb made Qiao Xinyou unable to move her feet.

Lu Weiwei, how would she know?

What did she know?

Since it was New Year's Eve, there were not many shops that would open for business. If they wanted to talk, they would either go to Lu Weiwei's house or Qiao Xinyou's house.

Qiao Xinyou was eager to be in her own house but Lu Weiwei thought that Qiao Xinyou's house was a shabby warehouse and did not even want to look at it.

This was the first time Qiao Xinyou entered Lu Weiwei's apartment.

It was not as clean and tidy as she had imagined but it was very messy. The clothes she wore were casually thrown to the ground and there were some broken glass fragments.

The bed was also messy.

This, Lu Weiwei should have invited someone to clean it up. How could it be like this?

Qiao Xinyou did not understand.

Actually, she did not know that ever since the last time Lee cleaned up, he had broken Lu Weiwei's sorry look. Lu Weiwei had never invited people to clean up again.

"Take a seat."

Qiao Xinyou threw a piece of Lu Weiwei's clothes on the sofa to the side and sat down in an empty seat.

The weight of her body sunk a large part of the soft sofa into the hole.

Lu Weiwei wore slippers and casually threw her clothes away. She landed on the ground and sat on the sofa on the side.

"Tell me, how did you know my father was wronged?"

"You don't have to worry about how I knew. Didn't you want to take revenge? Qiao Xinyou, is just sending Yilang to prison enough? The real criminals are at large? "

Lu Weiwei smiled. She knew that the criminal she spoke of was Yan Yilang's father, Yan Fusheng. In the past, she had scruples, but now, at this level, was there a need to be apprehensive?

"What do you mean?"

Qiao Xinyou naturally knew that Yan Fusheng was the main culprit. However, she did not have any evidence or channels to obtain evidence.

Furthermore, she was a little afraid.

Wouldn't this be too unfair to Yan Yilang?

"What do I mean?" Lu Weiwei relaxed and leaned against the back of the sofa. She crossed her legs and picked up a pack of cigarettes that had been opened on the table. She skillfully picked up the lighter, took out the cigarette, and lit it up.

The fireworks of the stars.

In the dark room.

There seemed to be the sound of a clock ticking.

Time was rushing.

Qiao Xinyou was very surprised. Regarding Lu Weiwei's series of actions, was this something a pregnant woman should do?

Smoke curled around and smoked Qiao Xinyou's eyes.

"Since I called you here, I will definitely give you a chance. I will let you have evidence to expose Yan Fusheng. It will depend on whether you want to seize this opportunity." Lu Weiwei exhaled a mouthful of smoke and gently said. She looked at Qiao Xinyou with confidence.

Qiao Xinyou was stunned.

It was as if the peace she originally thought was completely subverted and the little happiness she enjoyed was suddenly facing the danger of rupturing.

She did not expect that the veil was removed by Lu Weiwei.

"Qiao Xinyou, it seems like you don't want to take revenge either. Your father's death was really unjust. My daughter fell in love with her enemy's son and seemed to have completely forgotten about the matter of hatred." Lu Weiwei laughed lightly.

The irony was obvious. It was as if a sharp knife had stabbed into Qiao Xinyou's heart, which she had finally recovered from with great difficulty.

Qiao Xinyou felt that she no longer had the ability to fight back.

She was somewhat flustered.

This kind of unforeseen event made her at a loss for what to do.

Originally, she could pretend to let go, pretend that nothing had happened, and just follow Yan Yilang for the rest of her life.

"No, I didn't forget the hatred." Qiao Xinyou replied.

This answer was pale and powerless in Lu Weiwei's smile.

It was like a piece of white paper with no strong words to prove it.

"Is that so? Then go and take revenge. Do you need evidence? I can give it to you. "

Lu Weiwei leaned over and rolled the unfinished cigarette into an ash cylinder.

The star fire was gone, leaving only a faint wisp of smoke.

She looked at Qiao Xinyou with some pride, as if Qiao Xinyou's pain could reduce her pain.

After all, it was the New Year. In such a day, she experienced the most painful thing in her life.

Everything that she could catch left her.