Chapter 12 Re mention the old story

"Miss, you're back." The boy at the door quickly greeted him and said with a smile, "It's so late, Miss, it's not safe at night."

"It's okay." Chang shook her head with a flat smile and asked, "Yan Nicole is back?"

"If you go back to Miss, Miss Yanni has already come back and is waiting for the young lady in the main hall." The boy followed Changping and said. Changping nodded and rewarded him with a golden melon seed, but the boy knelt down and kowtowed with a smile.

After returning to his room, Changping sat on the soft couch and rubbed his eyebrows. He just sat in a daze and didn't say anything. He seemed to be thinking about something, but he didn't seem to think anything.

"Miss?" Anu looked at his young lady and was a little worried. He walked to Changping and sighed softly, "Is Miss sad?"

"No..." Changping shook his head and lowered his eyes. "There's nothing to be sad about." As he spoke, he touched his lower abdomen, smiled and said, "It's just killing people."

Yes, wasn't your first child innocent at the beginning? It's not that it's gone. It's clear in her heart who did the tampers.

Shen Ran... Changping clenched her lower lip, clenched her fingers into a fist, and her hands were stained with a layer of blush. Changping's heart was full of hatred. The scene seemed to be like a slow motion, replayed in his heart over and over again. At the beginning, she was weak, and the loss of her child gave her a big blow. No one knew, no People care about that child.

"She did a good job." Changping suddenly said an inexplicable word, but Anu understood and said with a smile, "That girl is Ashang's own sister. She hates Shen."

"You can't live if you commit your own sins." Changping raised his eyebrows, and there was a trace of happiness in his heart. He waved his hand and said, "You continue to send people to stare at the string music workshop."

"Yes." Anu nodded and said, "Miss, do you think Mr. Su really has something to do with Shen?"

"..." Changping narrowed his eyes, and Su Yu... lied to her so miserably.

"It's the day when foxes always show their feet." Changping shook her head and felt a headache. Yanni sighed softly and said, "Miss, that two sons now live in Dongcheng with that woman."

"That woman is damned." Changping frowned and said, "Hasn't Yun Jinan found the true face of that woman in so many years?" There was a little sarcasm in her tone, "This is really eyeless."

"How can your own sister admit her mistake one day?" Changping's eyebrows moved, and he looked at Yanni suspiciously and said, "No, there must be something wrong." She frowned tightly and had some doubts in her heart. Ji Nan was very smart, not such a vulgar and stupid person. The woman named Changjing never felt that she was her sister. She didn't feel much, but Ji Nan was so relieved that he had been with the inexplicable woman for so long. The expression on Changping's face was a little strange, "He doesn't fall in love with that woman, does he?"

"Ha ha, Miss guessed right." Yanni clapped her hands and smiled, "They are usually very careful. After all, that woman entered the house as the third lady."

"It's nonsense." Changping said softly, but the expression on his face was a little condensed. Since he entered the house as the third lady of the Yun family, if he really had something to do with Ji Nan, the reputation of the Yun family was ruined. "That woman can't stay." The long and slender fingers knocked on her jaw, her eyebrows were moved, and she whispered, "In the final analysis, this woman is just a dusty woman. Although she has a little trick, her heart is not small. She seems to have grasped Ji Nan's life gate and is fascinated by such a woman." After ponder for a moment, he said, "What's more, my mother's death is probably directly related to her."

Yini nodded and said, "I know what to do."

"Well, you all go and have a rest." Changping sighed and said faintly, "I'm a little tired. If there is anything, let's talk about it tomorrow." With that, he stood up tiredly.

She always feels tired these days. Nowadays, many things in the shop are slowly handed over to the Epoch Times, but it doesn't seem to be so easy.

She lay on a long flat, touched the letter placed on the side, and smiled faintly. Since she came to Beijing, she has never broken contact with Lian Xiu. A few days later, there are always letters sent by a whip. Sometimes, when she sees the letter sent by Lian Xiu, although she doesn't say much, she always feels very heartbroken.

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This makes her feel that she is not so lonely in Beijing, not disgusting by everyone. There is such a person in this world who thinks about herself and thinks about herself. Make her happy from the bottom of her heart.

Changping is not a cold-blooded and ruthless person. She is delicate and emotional, but she often doesn't know who to give her love to. Her heart is full of uncertainty and lacks a sense of security.

But Lian Xiu appeared just right. He never interfered in Changping's affairs. No matter what she did, she always gave support, which made Changping's heart full of gratitude and seemed to have no worries.

She likes this kind of continuous repair.

Even if there is nothing between them that maintain their relationship, there seems to be an invisible thread holding each other. It's a strange feeling. She thought, maybe there is a destiny.

It should be yours, it's yours, it's not yours, but it won't be yours.

Changping looked at the letter in her hand again, gently hooked the corners of her mouth, rubbed her cheeks, and slowly closed her eyes. She thought that she would have a good dream.

She didn't expect to see He Ziwen at her doorstep the next day.

Shen Ran, she gave birth, didn't she?

He had just lost his child. When Changping saw him, he looked very decadent, as if he had not slept all night. He frowned. Changping asked in surprise, "What's wrong with you?" What happened?" He hesitated for a moment before saying, "You don't look good."

"Oh." He Ziwen smiled bitterly and said, "Can I go in and sit down for a while?"

"..." Changping looked at him for a moment, turned his body and said, "Please."

"Thank you." He Ziwen nodded, walked in with Changping, and asked softly, "Has Nian'er got up?"

"Well, wake up." Changping paused for a moment and said carelessly, "I just woke up. It's time to get up now." Looking at He Ziwen, Changping squeezed his lips and said, "Do you want to see him?"

"Thank you very much." He Ziwen sighed and said, "Shen... had a misdeportation last night..." He said that his eyes were a little red and he roared, "What's the matter? Why... my child... one by one..." It seemed to be an angry lion. He looked very sad.

For all this, Changping's heart seems to have been stagnant. Shouldn't she say sorry to this man? All this is just their own fault.

She looked away, but why does this appearance make her a little unbearable?

She shouldn't be unbearable, should she? She once thought that he was her greatest comfort in the He family, but what did he give her in the end? It's just a letter of divorce. In the face of the destruction of his family, he gave himself the heaviest blow.

So, why can't she bear to treat him?

Oh, that kind of unbearance is really superfluous.

"Pinger..." After Changping turned his head, He Ziwen whispered, "Go back to He's house with me, okay?"

"What?!" Changping didn't seem to hear clearly. He turned his head and looked at him in surprise and said, "You want me to go back? Oh!" Changping couldn't help laughing, and the anger that rose in an instant made the sarcasm on her face unable to hide. "Why do you think that I, Yun Changping, am the kind of person who lets people wave around?"

"Ping'er." He Ziwen frowned, and there was always a trace of sadness between his eyebrows. At this time, he looked at Changping and said bluntly, "In those years, you didn't say goodbye. Have you ever thought about my feelings?"

"Hahaha." Changping couldn't help laughing, and the laughter was full of sadness and sarcasm, "So it turned out to be like this!" Changping looked at He Ziwen, and at that moment, she suddenly felt sorry for the man.

What on earth made this man today? He is a talented man. He is the champion of horse wandering on the street, but he is also a sad person. The people around him have put him to this end in the name of love.

He Ziwen quietly looked at Changping and seemed to laugh crazily. He was not angry or embarrassed. He just looked at all this calmly. He had a hunch in his heart, didn't he? Her departure in those years should not be like that.

Changping smiled with tears on her face. She didn't know whether to feel sorry for herself or He Ziwen again. I just took out the paper book from a personal purse.

He Ziwen's fingers trembled slightly, and the handwriting was very similar to his. If he didn't look carefully, the similarity could even make a mistake. His fingers seemed to be weak, and the book fell to the ground like that and smiled, "So it is." He Ziwen's face was a little strangely red, which made him look a little horrible and directly turned his head and left.

Changping watched him go far away, but bent down, picked up the Xiushu that fell on the ground, and muttered, "It's not you, it's not you."

Her heart suddenly felt much more relaxed, as if the heavy and breathless things that had been pressed seemed to have been moved away, which was a little incredible. Over the years, she has asked herself more than once, why did He Ziwen do this? Although the two have had conflicts, it seems more appropriate to describe them as relatives. Since they are relatives, why do they write such words of heart-to-heart?