Chapter 1726

Su Wan Tong's words made Qiao Mu dumb for a moment.

Xu is to see his dilemma, Su Wan Tong bent down to put down the cup, eyes indifferent a lot, "second, I and his business, you don't follow worry.".

Anyway, there will always be a result. It's no use now. It's getting late. Go home and have a rest.

Recently, please take care of Huanhuan. "

Qiao Mu looked at Su Wantong and nodded slightly, "then you can see for yourself. No matter what the result is, you are our sister-in-law!"

Su Wantong smiles and thanks. When she gets up to see Qiao Mu out, she stands in the hall outside the lobby and looks at him for a long time.

Maybe now is the best result.

Originally, she had not made up her mind to leave, because she really couldn't bear to be happy.

She raised so many years of children, no matter out of what kind of psychological, she is not so generous to let Huo Zhuyan away.

However, the emergence of the second child has become the biggest variable.

With him by Huanhuan's side, she can be completely relieved.

……

That night, Su Wan Tong returned to the master bedroom, standing at the door looking around at the familiar scenery in the room.

After 20 years' stay, it's time to put everything down and take a look at the scenery outside.

Su Wan Tong chuckled and stepped into the cloakroom next door.

In less than half an hour, Su Wantong, who was tidying his clothes, heard the sound of the master bedroom door opening.

She put her two dresses on the low footstool, turned off the light and walked out of the cloakroom. As soon as she looked up, she saw Ling Wanxing standing not far away with wine.

On his well-defined cheek, he was slightly drunk, with thick eyebrows and short hair.

Su Wan Tong came forward quietly and took Ling Wanxing's coat in his arms. He asked softly, "have you drunk?"

She said nothing about Huo Zhuyan.

This makes Ling Wanxing, who is suffering from how to explain, feel inexplicably relieved.

He answered a voice, tiny red Mou son impartial ground falls on Su Wan Tong's face, pursed lower lip Cape, way: "today, wronged you!"

Su Wan Tong while finishing his suit coat, while gently shaking his head, "nothing hard, you go to take a bath, I'll help you cook a bowl of Jiejiu tea."

Then she hung her suit coat on the hanger beside the wall and turned to go.

Ling Wanxing held her figure tightly. As soon as she opened the door, she strode forward and held her, "Wan Tong, Xiaozhu, she really has difficulties, this matter..."

Before he had finished speaking, Ling Wanxing wanted to say nothing.

At this time, Su Wan Tong's wrist seems to be burned by the hot temperature of his palm.

This kind of dense pain, from the wrist has been extended to the four limbs, and finally all gathered to the heart, the pain made her shiver.

A WAN Tong, neither hot nor cold.

A little bamboo, intimate and gentle.

She Su Wan Tong and Huo Zhuyan's status in his heart, stand up and see.

In the end, the woman he put on the top of his heart, even twenty years of company, is still not worth Huo Zhuyan's hardship.

Su Wan Tong's fingers hanging on his side curled up tightly.

In the place that Ling Wanxing couldn't see, he thrust it into his palm.

She leaned slightly and looked into Ling Wanxing's complicated eyes. The light was so bright, but she couldn't see her own shadow in his eyes.

Su Wan Tong forced down the pain in his heart and gently pushed his fingers away. "It doesn't matter, brother Xing. You don't have to explain it to me. I can understand it."