Lu Manshi's mood seems to be a little excited, so she hasn't calmed down for a long time.

And Huangfu Dongyu did not speak, just let her vent.

When she stopped choking, she reached for her head.

"Are you ready to cry?" There is a sense of banter in the tone.

"Screw you." Lu Manshi threw the tissue she had used at him.

But Huangfu Dongyu seemed to have known for a long time that she would have such a move, so he dodged away easily.

Then came a very abrupt sentence.

"I think it's time to meet your mother."

"Why?" Lu Manshi was still immersed in her own sorrow. After hearing this, she asked a question not too clearly.

Huangfu Dongyu shaved her nose, "Ouch! It's ugly crying. "

"Have you ever seen anyone crying beautifully?" Lu Manshi didn't glare at him, her eyes were red and swollen.

"Yes, it's a pear blossom with rain. It's very resonant." Huangfu Dongyu is by no means a good comforter. Listening to what he said, people want to kill him every minute.

"Then you cry for me." Lu Manshi is not angry. Anyway, she can't learn the pear blossom with rain.

Huangfu Dongyu shook his head. "That's not good. Once I cry, it's not a pear blossom with rain. It's life-threatening."

"It turns out that you still have self-knowledge! Tell me why you want to see my mother. " Lu Manshi has not forgotten the proposal he just made, so she began her questioning.

"Because I already know why she rejected me so much." Huangfu Dongyu is very happy.

He said that he had never done anything wrong. Why did Lu mother treat her like this? It turned out that she had been implicated.

"You mean, because of that woman?" At this moment, Lu Manshi also responded, so she hesitated.

"It should be, or I can't find anything more convincing." Huangfu Dongyu coldly stirred up the corner of his mouth. He had to say that the old lady hated Du Yanxi very much. Otherwise, she would not even hate herself.

"However, once my mother identified one thing, it would be very difficult to change, otherwise, it would not be like this with my father hanging no divorce." Lu Manshi said and sucked her nose. She couldn't help it. The sour energy was still there, so

"Do you really want them to divorce?" Huangfu Dongyu didn't know much about it. Normally, shouldn't she want to get her father back?

"Yes, I hope it's a relief for each other. I believe that if my mother doesn't have this shackle, she will be happier than she is now." Lu Manshi thinks that no matter how big the house is, if the room is cold, it's better to have a small room.

"Well, I agree with you." Huangfu Dongyu nodded his approval.

"What's the use of your approval? My mother's approval. Speaking of this, don't you hate my mother?" Lu Manshi wanted to know this very much. Although she was very angry at the moment when she learned the truth, anyway, it was her mother, so she couldn't make a decision.

"You also said that it was your mother. In this case, I can only look at your face and try my best to persuade myself to forgive." Huangfu Dongyu said with a sigh. To tell the truth, he didn't think so at the moment when he learned the truth. However, after he calmed down, he figured it out, because as long as he wanted to be with Lu Manshi, he had to tolerate her mother, otherwise they would never be happy.

"I'm sorry! I seem to owe you a lot. " Lu Manshi is also a kind person, so once the other party gives her some sweetness, she forgets her position at the beginning.

"It's quite a lot, so I'm going to let you pay it back with your whole life." Huangfu Dongyu didn't think that people were evil ruffians, but he didn't like to say sweet words. Therefore, such an occasional confession really made people feel throbbing.

"Are you proposing to me?" Lu Manshi stares at him suspiciously, feeling a little uncertain.

Huangfu Dongyu asked, "do you want me to propose to you?"

"If it's too vulgar, forget it." Marriage proposal is just a form. If you don't have deep feelings as the basis, it's better not to. After all, it's just acting. What's happiness.

"That's what I think, so if I want to be with you one day, I will never propose to you, but directly tie it to the marriage registration office." Huangfu Dongyu has his own personality.

"Cut! Who promised you Lu Manshi's face flushed, and then suddenly thought of Huangfu junche.

I don't know if I am so happy now.

But she really didn't have deep feelings for him, because she only loved Huangfu Dongyu from beginning to end. Even those days when she lost her memory, she was always confused by him.

"Well, you don't have to promise, just obey." Such a male chauvinism, if an ordinary man says it, he will definitely be despised. However, from a handsome man like him, it is a kind of hegemony and a kind of man.Lu Manshi's eyebrows wrinkled, but she didn't say anything, but her eyes were suddenly attracted by a point.

"What's the matter?" Huangfu Dongyu followed her eyes, but felt that everything was normal.

"No, I thought I saw someone I knew, but it seemed that I was mistaken." Lu Manshi shakes her head and feels that there must be something wrong with her eyes. Otherwise, how can she feel that the woman with big and small bags nearby is the M.K. employee who has talked with her?

After all, at that time, although she was dressed a little strangely, she would not be so embarrassed. Now, she is just like a servant, and she is instructed by the woman who is wearing bright clothes.

"Let's go, too!" Huangfu Dongyu didn't care much when he heard that she had recognized the wrong person, so he started the car and drove away slowly.

"Where to?" Lu Manshi asked. As the car passed the man, she couldn't help looking sideways.

That's right! It feels like that person.

But now, how did she become like this?

Has it come out of M.K? Or, what are the factors.

But she only felt this for a moment, and did not continue to think deeply.

After all, they are just nodding friends with each other. It's really not good enough to care about her.

Therefore, after the car passed, it also took back its sight.

At the same time, she was also erased from her memory.

And the world is like this, in a strange country, everyone is a passer-by of each other.