155: 155Th: I'm not Yu Xi

155Th: I'm not Yu Xi

Book 155: I'm not Yu Xi 0

In the end, Cheng Tianyu still hugged the child. Her cute little eyes and chubby little hands, her red lips, and she wanted to kiss him.

Yu Corporation was overjoyed. All the major media outlets rushed to broadcast it. Su waner saw the Cheng Tianyu and Gu yuqing mother and son appearing on the screen, they laughed so loudly that they could see the moon.

The scene was so happy and moving, as if it was still in Su waner eyes. At this moment, she thought of the Gu yuqing by Cheng Tianyu's side as herself. The child in her arms was her baby after the birth, and there was still a Cheng Shiyu standing beside her.

When Su waner woke up, she slept in a room with bright light. There was a handmade wind bell hanging by the window. The longest hanging in the middle was a red maple leaf with bells tied to it. When the wind blew, the wind bell rang. It sounded beside her ear as as the wind blew. It was as if there was a that was beautiful and pleasant to listen to.

"Is there anyone?" Su waner didn't know why she was here. Just now, she was standing outside the dining car and watching the advertisement broadcast the news of Yu Corporation's President Cheng Tianyu.

"Are you awake?" You slept for two hours. "Just now, you fainted on the street. I sent you to my room." A charming smile appeared on Long Zi Feng handsome face.

Su waner looked at his nose that was as straight as a spring, and his eyes that were double-folded. His smile was really beautiful. He remembered seeing him there, but he couldn't remember for a moment. "You are?"

"Don't remember me?" Long Zi Feng asked.

"I have a bit of an impression. I just don't know where I met you. Thank you. I' ll leave first." Su waner the soft sofa stood up and walked out of the door.

The place was very simple. The light was very good. There was a bed across the wall. There was a table in a hall and a television. Just like a normal lifestyle person, it was good that they could live and sleep peacefully. This was the world of Long Zi Feng.

"Wait." Long Zi Feng blocked her path.

"What do you want?" "Don't mess around. I do n' t want to fight with anyone right now." Su waner looked at him with his full forehead, two thick eyebrows, a wide mouth, and white teeth.

"I don't know how to fight girls. Can I leave a phone number?" Long Zi Feng used his hand to shake his hair and raised his eyebrows.

A burst of sourness rose in her stomach. Su waner's pregnancy and vomiting were still so obvious. She could n' t help but while holding the door.

"Isn't that right?" Seeing me like this? After all, I'm a handsome guy. I' m not that ugly, am I? Would you feel nauseous if you saw it? "Hey, do you have any aesthetics?" Long Zi Feng saw Su waner reaction and thought that his appearance made her feel disgusted.

Su waner didn't have time to pay him any attention. He felt that he had been vomiting a little hard and could n' t say anything for a while. After vomiting for several minutes, Long Zi Feng felt something was off. He gently patted her back.

"Are you alright?" Long Zi Feng ran back to the table and handed her the tissue.

"Thank you." Su waner took the tissue and pushed him away, heading home.

As soon as he walked out of his residence, the environment was so familiar that he could no longer be familiar with it. It turned out that the place where she lived was only a house apart. It was a familiar street, the familiar big banyan tree, and there were two big horns on the banyan tree. Like the old society, when the broadcast started, people were standing under the tree and listening.

Ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring,

"What a coincidence, isn't it?" Su waner looked at the scene in front of him. There were too many coincidences.

"Tianyu, look, how cute he is. He put his little finger in his mouth." Gu yuqing held the baby and placed him in front of Cheng Tianyu.

Yes, how cute. Cheng Tianyu still Su waner mother and daughter in his heart, but the child in front of him was still his own. He could not vent his anger on the child. He slowly stretched his hand and hugged him in his arms. His tender face made him feel his gentleness and a trace of joy.

"It's so cute!" Standing next to the car, Cheng Tianyu looked at the door.

"Zhang Ma, Sister Fang, bring Young Master back to his room." Cheng Guodong smiled and saw that his eyes were gone.

"Yes, Director." Zhang Ma held the child and Sister Fang held the Gu yuqing. This feeling was what Gu yuqing wanted.

Cheng Guodong left Cheng Shiyu behind.

"Cheng Shiyu, why are you so depressed?" Cheng Shiyu Teacher squatted beside her.

Cheng Shiyu frowned. She lowered her head and sat at the door of the classroom. Her hands were folded together. The other children were very happy while she sat alone.

"Teacher, Mommy's poetic father wants to live with that aunt and that little brother. What should we do then?" Cheng Shiyu blinked and looked at her.

"Poor child, poetry, adult affairs, being a child is hard to understand. Your mother is also doing it for your father and you!" Feng Xiaoqing quiet and elegant, she was a young and beautiful woman. She was about 26 years old. The black high heels on her feet matched her little feet, making her skin even fairer.

"Then why does that auntie's child have a father and not a poem?" Cheng Shiyu question lingered in his ears.

"I'm sorry, Shi Yu, Teacher ca n' t answer your question for now. "This is the relationship between your mother and your father, as well as the aunt you mentioned. Therefore, since poetry is a child, the child should lead a good life and think about his own problems." Feng Xiaoqing felt a problem with her parents' feelings in Cheng Shiyu words.

Now, many families would be like this. This kind of life was not a family matter. It was related to the world of love and the development of love. Feng Xiaoqing could only feel pity for her life.

"Not good. It's not easy for Shi Yu to have a father, but now she's gone." Cheng Shiyu eyes were wet with tears.

Feng Xiaoqing pulled her into his arms and gently massaged her little head. He decided to go and see Cheng Shiyu mother's Su waner.

"Isn't your name Yu Xi?" Feng Xiaoqing thought of this.

"I'm not Yu Xi, I' m Cheng Shiyu."

"This is her mother's reason. Teacher Feng, you should stop asking her." The principal stood in front of them and replied solemnly.

"Okay, Director." Feng Xiaoqing let go of Cheng Shiyu and stood up.

"Shi Yu, be good. Let's go. Teacher play with your new classmates, okay?" After Director left, Feng Xiaoqing saw that this weak and cute soul in front of her had been hurt and wanted to comfort her.

"Yes!" Cheng Shiyu was a lively and cute, cheerful and optimistic child. When she saw Feng Xiaoqing holding her small hand, she felt a strong sense of love lingering around her. With a warm feeling, she also calmed down.

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