Chapter 385: dream (2/2)
The family keeps tradition. The Lei family is inherited from the ancient martial arts. The tradition has been used for a hundred years. Anyway, Lei Qingyi does not know where to start. It is his grandfather, grandfather, or earlier. People don’t cremate, but burial. Every year of Qingming, when Zhongyuan sweeps the tomb, they are all real paper lines, not chrysanthemums or the like.
He didn’t know if he was going to beat himself or the man in the flower shop. He couldn’t do it, could he speak a little more, and remind him more that he would die? This is all right, with Yiling’s temperament, He must be hated to death.
On this day, Yiling never came out when she was eating. She took the food in Yanhuan’s house. Yanhuan had to drink a lot of soup to make up her body. She had to return to the army as soon as possible. In two months, she can go home. She has been insisting for almost a year, and she does not want to let herself fall at the door.
As for Lei Qingyi, he stood outside, hungry, and no one called him to eat.
The au pair invited by Yan Huan is definitely the most professional. Anyway, what the host said, she said what she said. When the host was cold Lei Qingyi, she could only be cold.
Lei Qingyi's hungry chest sticked to his back, but even so, he didn't go, but sat at the door of others, scolding his secretary while holding the phone.
The secretary is innocent, ”My Director, can you have some common sense, what kind of flowers do you send bad, why do you have to send chrysanthemums, this is wrong, how can you blame me, you did not ask me?”
Lei Qingyi gritted his teeth, ”Then why didn't you tell me?”
The secretary was full of beef cattle, ”Don't you also ask?”
Yan Huan drank the soup stewed by the nanny at home, the soup tasted good, and the taste of Chinese medicine was not bad, but after drinking it into the mouth, it was bitter.
I don't know if her mouth is bitter, or she is bitter.
She put the bowl down, was dizzy, and was vomiting. It was uncomfortable. She lay down, and when Yiling came in, she was like this.
”What's wrong?” Yi Ling was frightened and quickly put her hand on her forehead. He noticed some cold sweat coming out of her forehead, but her skin was very cold.
Yan Huan opened her eyes, but wanted to cry, she wanted Lu Yi, she missed him...
She closed her eyes, only tears kept coming down from the corner of her eyes.
”Cry, you are still crying, you are just a watch that cannot be seen clearly by people all over the world, your blood is dirty, and your people are dirty, too,” a slap fan came and slapped on her face She turned her face, the man's cold face, the kind of disgust with disdain, and resentment and hatred, because she blocked his way.
The young woman stood in front of her wearing a pair of high-heeled shoes, ”Oh, isn't this a happy speech? Wasn't it a pretty place before? Why is it now a dog, so dirty.”
”She was originally a dog, let's go, don't let a dog pollute your eyes, don't you always want to see her fall, look, you are now, are you happy?”
The woman smirked, ”You are so kind to me.”
”That is,” the spoils of the man's face are all on the woman's body, ”I am not good to you, who should I be good to?”
The man on the ground shrank her body, her hand grabbed the floor, and suddenly a big foot stepped on it, and the sound of her collapse was the sound of her broken bone.
”Lu Qin, I hate you, I hate you...”
Su Muran, I'm going to kill you...
”Huanhuan, Huanhuan...”
Yi Ling was about to cry anxiously, ”Doctor Ho, what's wrong with her, how can she cry, how can't she wake up? She won't be okay, will she die? Doctor He, you must save her .”
”Don't worry, don't disturb Yi Bin first,” Lei Qingyi quickly grabbed Yiling who was about to step forward.
”Shut up!” Yi Ling shouted at Lei Qingyi, ”If it wasn't for you to send us chrysanthemums, could Huanhuan do this?”