303 Meet Mu Bai by chance

How dare Shen Jiaqi ask her to order, "Or..."

Lu Wanzhou has taken away Shen Jiaqi's wallet. He turned over and found that there was no ID card. He looked up blankly: "Where is the ID card?"

Shen Jiaqi scratched her head, "At my wife's."

Lu Wanzhou nodded clearly, "No wonder I have to order it. It turns out that my freedom has been restricted. Hey hey, you are still a good person."

Shen Jiaqi leaned side by side with her on the window sill and stared at the door. She wrinkled and muffled, "What do you say?"

"Men who are afraid of their wives will not go bad."

Shen Jiaqi did not say anything about this argument.

Lu Wanzhou patted him on the shoulder like his brother. "In this case, give me your mobile phone number, and I'll send you the flight number."

"You...don't know my mobile phone number?"

Shen Jiaqi was surprised. She didn't know his mobile phone number, but she knew his company address and home address. Which private detective is so good?

Lu Wanzhou blushed with embarrassment, but he didn't mean to explain. He continued to reach out and ask him for his mobile phone number.

Shen Jiaqi took a business card to her, "Ok."

"It's so good. See you tomorrow!"

Lu Wanzhou put on his business card and patted Shen Jiaqi on the shoulder, jumping away happily.

Shen Jiaqi was in a sweat again, thinking that the girl's mind was not very smart. Don't she know that she doesn't need the original as long as her ID number to book the ticket? Of course, I'm glad she didn't know that.

Finally, I knew the purpose of the other party, which was also the alarm lifted. Shen Jiaqi stretched out, turned off the light and went home.

When waiting for the red light, I thought of Lu Wanzhou's words, "The person she loves looks very similar to you." Is this a coincidence? As an orphan, Shen Jiaqi naturally pays special attention to this information. He now has a family, but he still misses the people who first brought him to this world, and there may be brothers and sisters.

So, does it look like just a coincidence, or is there something else?

When Situ Ling asked about the past few days, Shen Jiaqi thought that he didn't know, and replied vaguely, "Three or four days, it depends on the progress of things."

"Well, bring more thick clothes."

Shen Jiaqi wrapped around Situ Ling from behind, kissed her side face with her chin against her shoulder, and muttered, "If only I could take you away. I'm not afraid no matter how cold it is."

Situ Ling shook his head regretfully at the same time, "The recent work plan of the studio is very slow, and I can't get rid of it."

"Did you delay a lot of things when you asked for leave some time ago?"

Situ Ling rolled his eyes and gave it to him, "I used my annual leave and asked for another three days off."

Shen Jiaqi said, "That's good. Well, don't clean it up. I'll do it myself. You've worked hard all day. Go take a shower first."

Situ Ling smiled, "Do you want to go to bed when you take a shower..."

Shen Jiaqi winked over and said, "You know."

Situ Lingyanyan twisted her waist and went into the bathroom with a kiss on his face. Is it her blessing to have such an informed man? In the water vapor, she seemed to see the Hyuga bottle, which was always smiling quietly. After a few years, she didn't know how she was doing. She said that she would go to the tea garden with Shen Jiaqi to see her, but she didn't think of it once.

If the annual leave hadn't just been used up, Situ Ling really wanted to make a plan immediately and go to see her with Shen Jiaqi with her daughter. After all, she was Shen Jiaqi's first love, pure first love.

Thinking of her first love, Situ Ling naturally thought of **. What kind of woman would Shen Jiaqi spend that night with? She has never asked or wanted to ask this question. Who can not have the past? It's like Shen Jiaqi rarely asks about her and Lan Huihui, which is a respect for the other party.

When she took a shower and went out, Shen Jiaqi was already crooked and asleep, but the suitcase was already standing aside. Seeing his fatigue, Situ Ling turned off the light thoughtfully, leaving only an orange ambiguous light for them. He gently hugged Shen Jiaqi from behind and smelled the faint smell of tobacco on his body.

Shen Jiaqi smokes, but she has never smoked in front of her. He is not addicted to smoking, and he only smokes a few cigarettes when thinking about difficult problems that are difficult to solve - so, has he encountered another problem?

Situ Ling hugged him and fell asleep, put his head on his back like a cat, and the exhaled heat warmed Shen Jiaqi's whole body through her thin pajamas.

In the middle of the night, Shen Jiaqi woke up stiffly and wanted to lie flat but found his wife behind him.

Gently opened her arms, but found that her body was cold - it was not cold without a quilt.

Shen Jiaqi gently picked her up and carefully covered her with a quilt. Then she hugged her from behind and kissed her in her ear before going to sleep again.

At 10 a.m. the next day, Shen Jiaqi met Lu Wanzhou at the airport. She arrived at an airport in three hours and took the train to the railway station 15 minutes later. Thirty minutes later, they sat side by side in the waiting room of the railway station. At 5:00 p.m. that day, Shen Jiaqi finally stood in the hospital where Lu Wanqing was.

At that time, he was so irritable that he wanted to vomit blood, but he still had to endure Lu Wanzhou's nagging and remember that he was Li Mubai instead of Shen Jiaqi.

In the corridor, Lu Wanzhou stopped a little boy who hurried past them. At the first sight of the child, Shen Jiaqi knew that it was his son, who looked exactly like him when he was a child. He didn't have to look in the mirror.

"Auntie, my mother wants to eat hawthorn cake. I'll buy it for her."

Lu Wanzhou moved his mouth or waved his hand, "Go ahead."

Turning his head, Lu Wanzhou said worriedly, "I'm afraid I don't have much time, otherwise my sister won't deliberately open Siqing."

Shen Jiaqi was still thinking about Lu Siqing and didn't pay much attention to Lu Wanzhou's words.

"Zhen Jiaqi?"

"Hmm?"

"Let's go, don't let my sister wait too long. Remember, you are Li Mubai, my sister's high school classmate, you just came back from Great Britain, you..."

Shen Jiaqi hugged her fist and begged for mercy. "Auntie, please forgive me. You have been repeating since you got on the plane. My ears are going to have cocoons."

Lu Wanzhou is still worried, but she is even more worried about her sister Lu Wanqing in the ward.

The two quickly walked upstairs. When they entered the door, Lu Wanzhou stretched out his arm to stop Shen Jiaqi, "Shh--"

"What's the matter?"

The two of them lay on the door one by one to listen, and the voice of a man and a woman came intermittently. Listening to it, Lu Wanzhou's face changed.

He suddenly pushed the door open, and Lu Wanzhou walked over and slapped the man's face.

Shen Jiaqi is a person who has tasted her power. She grinned in pain and couldn't bear to look at it, but he was curious about who the man was--

It doesn't matter. The only two men in the room were stunned, and Lu Wanqing, who was sick, was also stunned.

"You are..."

"Jiaqi?"

The man turned his head and asked Lu Wanqing, "You know him. Who is he?"

Although I asked this question, in fact, Li Mubai has guessed that that man is Lu Siqing's father, right?

Lu Wanqing turned her head, tears slipped down, squeezed her mouth and frowned, and stopped saying a word.

Lu Wanzhou opened Li Mubai and slapped him again before saying, "Who he is has nothing to do with you, but you, why did you appear here? Aren't you enjoying your upper-class life in Great Britain?"

"I'm in the evening boat..."

"Don't call me, as if I know you very well."

Shen Jiaqi felt embarrassed and touched her nose. She stood at the door and didn't know whether to go in or close the door.

"Hello."

Li Mubai greeted him over Lu Wanzhou's head. Shen Jiaqi had to nod her head and smiled, "Hello."

"I'm Li Mubai. What's your name?"

" Shen Jiaqi."

Shen Jiaqi said it concisely, and she also saw doubts in the other party's eyes - is there anyone in the world who looks so similar but not related by blood?

Since the real Li Mubai has appeared, what he, a fake, should care about now is the future of his son Lu Siqing and what is the relationship between Li Mubai in front of him?

Lu Wanqing finally said, "Jiaqi, I have something to tell you, Mu Bai, Wan Zhou, can you go out first?"

Boss Lu Wanzhou was not happy, but Shen Jiaqi was still at ease. She couldn't help pulling Li Mubai out and closing the door heavily.

Shen Jiaqi trembled. Lu Wanzhou and Lu Wanqing really have two personalities. I'm afraid she doesn't know how to write the word "gentle"?

"Jiaqi... Do you know everything?"

Shen Jiaqi stood in front of the window with a light smile on her face, looking at the sick senior sister without saying anything.

"I'm sorry, it's my fault that I didn't stop Wanzhou. I shouldn't have let her come to you. I'm sorry..."

Shen Jiaqi smiled tolerantly, "It doesn't matter." Anyway, it's all here, and it won't be good to apologize again.

"Don't worry about Si Qing. It won't drag you down. Wanzhou will take care of me. He has nothing to do with you... I'm going my own way. I'm sorry..."

......

One after another, Lu Wanqing said a lot of words, and each sentence ended with "I'm sorry..." Shen Jiaqi couldn't help rolling her eyes. It was not that he had no sympathy, but that he was whispered in Lu Wanzhou's ear all day. He was seriously injured and was about to vomit blood. Now the gentle senior sister has also turned into menopause. Mom, how can you not be annoyed? But he can't lose his temper with the patient, and he has to listen patiently with a smile.

"Bum--"

The door was suddenly opened, and Lu Siqing ran over with a red grin, "Mom, here comes the hawthorn cake."

Lu Wanqing stretched out her hand weakly to take it, put it on her lips, licked it and put it back in Lu Siqing's hand, signaling him to put it on the table.

Shen Jiaqi also took this opportunity to look at her son carefully. Tut, the more she looked at it, the more she liked it, and she really had the demeanor of those years.

Lu Siqing looked at him strangely, "Uncle, is there a bug on my face?"

Shen Jiaqi smiled and said, "No."

"Uncle, is that uncle outside your brother? You look so much alike."

Lu Wanqing blushed, and her pale face looked angry because of these blushes.

Shen Jiaqi realized that she was blushing and blushed.