Su wennuan makes a refueling posture to cheer herself up.

Start to welcome a new life.

I was a little worried about the relationship between mingling and Zhu Xiaorong three years ago. I was a little estranged, so I was always vague about mingling.

But when you think about it, it's nothing, as long as it's not mingling who had a relationship with Zhu Xiaorong in a sober state.

Besides, there's nothing between mingling and Zhu Xiaorong, isn't there?

Su wennuan is in a much better mood.

Now that she has promised to marry Ming Ling, she must follow him wholeheartedly and believe him, because she knows that no one in the world loves her more than Ming Ling.

In this world, no one deserves her so much love.

Su wennuan gets up, goes to the washroom to brush his teeth and wash his face, and then returns to mingling's room to change his clothes.

She pushed Ming Ling's room and locked it. What is Ming Ling doing?

I don't have the habit of locking the door when I'm with her. I didn't lock the door when I ooxx with her a few days ago.

Su wennuan knocked at the door, "Ming Ling, open the door."

After a while, the door opened, and the bleary face of mingling appeared in front of Su wennuan. He was wearing a bathrobe and didn't sleep well.

Su wennuan looked at him and asked, "why did you lock the door today? It's not like you."

"Avoid being harassed." Ming Ling answered casually and walked into the room.

Su wennuan said, "who dares to harass you? Oh, I see. Are you worried that I sleepwalk in your room at night? You can rest assured that I don't have the habit of sleepwalking, and I don't harass you when I sleep with the children most of the night. I still have this self-knowledge."

Ming Ling stopped and looked back at her. "What lies are you talking about at length." he didn't say anything about her.

"You're not guarding against me. Aren't you afraid that the old housekeeper will come up and sleep with you?" Su wennuan blinked.

Ming Ling frowned and wanted to say something, but seeing Su wennuan's confident appearance, he simply gave up, "forget it, it's all right." so he went back to bed and lay down to sleep.

Su wennuan muttered, "it's weird again." he knew that Ming Ling was weird before. He's been normal these days. Now he's so weird again?

Su wennuan can't figure out what happened to the Ming mausoleum.

She went to the cupboard to find ordinary clothes to change. Then she opened the leftmost cupboard and looked inside. She wanted to check the millions of clothes, but she didn't see the clothes.

Su wennuan looks at the Ming mausoleum on the bed. "Ming Shao, where are the clothes?" he won't throw it away. He has robbed hundreds of thousands, at least millions.

"Send it to repair." Ming Ling knew she was asking about the dress without looking back.

Su wennuan blinked, "Oh..." then quietly walked out of the room.

I came to the living room and was preparing to draw drawings. As a result, the telephone in the living room rang.

Su wennuan picked up and was about to speak, but there was a voice over there.

"Ming Shao, I just got the news that Zhu Xiaorong is dead and in the hospital..." this is Yunxin's voice.

Su wennuan was stunned for a moment.

Then came the voice of Ming Ling, "I see. I'll deal with it later."

Su wennuan realized that all the phones in mingling's home were universal, that is, connected together. She quickly hung up the phone.

The voice of hanging up suddenly rang in the conversation between Yunxin and mingling.

Yunxin noticed, "Ming Shao, did anyone hear it?"

Ming Ling's eyes were cold for a moment. "Hang up first." he received the phone, put on his clothes and came down. He found that Su wennuan was only one in the living room.

It is conceivable that the person who heard the phone just now should be su wennuan.

Ming Ling walked over. Su wennuan sat at his desk with a pencil in his hand. He looked as if he was drawing drawings. In fact, he didn't know what he was thinking.

Ming Ling put his hands on Su Nuan's shoulder.

Su wennuan was shocked. Looking back, she saw that it was Ming Ling. She was relieved.

"Did you get up to work so early and have dinner?" Ming Ling said with concern.

Su wennuan shook her head. She put down her pencil, kept a sitting position, hugged mingling's waist like a child, and her face nestled in mingling's waist.

Ming Ling gently stroked the back of her head. "Not in a good mood?" he asked in a magnetic voice.

Su wennuan didn't hide him and nodded.

"Just heard the news of Zhu Xiaorong." Ming Ling said definitely.

Su wennuan paused, then nodded again, and wrapped her hands around the Ming mausoleum more tightly. It seemed that only by holding him could she feel that the Ming mausoleum belonged to her.

She can realize that she has the Ming mausoleum, not a dream.

She was afraid that she thought she could live a lifetime with Ming Ling, but at some moment, Ming Ling left again. She didn't belong to herself, and she was left alone.

She often has this feeling of worrying about gain and loss.

It's getting stronger now.

"It's all right. Everything will pass." Ming Ling comforted Su wennuan by gently holding the back of his head.

Su wennuan looked up at Ming Ling and asked, "is it because of me or because of her?"

At the second of hearing Zhu Xiaorong's death, Su wennuan's heart was shocked because she always felt that if it weren't for her, Zhu Xiaorong wouldn't be like this. If it weren't for her, Zhu Xiaorong wouldn't die.

Ming Ling looks at the fear and remorse in Su wennuan's eyes. He is suddenly surprised. How can su wennuan think so? How can Zhu Xiaorong's death have anything to do with her.

He held her face and looked at her with deep eyes. "You're thinking about something. Her death has nothing to do with you."

Su wennuan's tears fell down. "If I hadn't stopped you from catching her that day, she wouldn't have been hit by the car, either because of me or because of me..." she said, and the tears of guilt fell down.

Ming Ling was surprised at her thinking. She took all the responsibilities on herself. Zhu Xiaorong's death was entirely her own, which had nothing to do with anyone.

And Su wennuan was worried that he killed Zhu Xiaorong that day and wanted him to let Zhu Xiaorong live, so he stopped him from catching Zhu Xiaorong back.

Su wennuan was completely kind, but no one thought that Zhu Xiaorong would be hit by a car when he ran out.

Su wennuan blames himself for this, which is unnecessary.

Mingling wiped the tears from Su wennuan's face with her thumb and said softly, "it's not because of you. It's her own life. If you don't stop us from catching her, she will die faster!"

Ming Ling said to Su Nuan in a man's way.