Reborn Girl’s New Life

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The time on the invitation is the first month of the sixteenth.

Before the 16th, Song Yunxiao had been very quiet.

Chu Mo Yu went to the hospital with her to check, after taking some medicine, the symptoms of vomiting have almost disappeared.

The key of the heavy yuan and the finger of Luo Fanshu have been sent back by the desert.

On the day before the start of the banquet, Song Yunxi took her to the shrine in Tokyo for a visa.

The signature shows that it is the next sign.

She just picked up her eyebrows and threw the sign away.

Chu Mo Yu saw that she would throw away the sign and frowned. "How?"

"Signature is not good."

"Don't sign?"

Song Yunxiao smiled a little, the fur collar was lined with a pointed chin, the small face was covered with light powder, the ice muscles were jade, and the eyebrows were clear.

"Don't sign."

The face of Chu Mo's face became very ugly, and when she reached out, she would pull her and ask for a sign.

Song Yunxiao was holding his hand in both hands, holding him in his hand and pulling it in front of the shrine, closing his eyes and closing his eyes, making a wish.

"Try again."

Song Yunxiao disapproved: "This kind of thing is just a picture of auspicious, credible or not, why is it so true."

"It’s because of the auspiciousness of the map, so I want you to draw a lucky one."

Chu Mo Yu took the sign.

Song Yunxiao was finished with a wish, and looked at him: "It is never a **** Buddha that can bless me."

She is low and clear, and seems to have seen the wind and rain.

"Who is that?" Chu Moyu asked him low.

She smiled and floated: "It is also myself, maybe... it is you."

Her fingers were cold and hidden in the warm fur of the fluffy fur, smiling at her: "Are you right?"

There is a strange feeling in Chu’s heart. He stretches her hand and wraps one of her hands and warms her: “I will protect you, if you want.”

Song Yunxiao nodded, and the picture reflected in the scorpion was all his appearance: "I am willing."

Chu desert, as long as you are good to me, I am willing.

When I finish all this, I am willing to be with you.

Wait for me to finish.

Waiting for me to avenge Gu Changge.

Soon, very soon.

She gently hugged her and put her face on his chest, meekly like a kitten that suddenly became sensible.

Chu Mo's fingers gently placed on her back, and the lips gently kissed her hair: "I will protect you, we will soon return to Yuncheng."

After solving the Xiao family's affairs, I will return to Yuncheng.

......

After rushing back to Hong Kong City from Tokyo overnight, Song Yunxiao was tired and tired, thinking that he would sleep in bed and faint.

Unexpectedly, she was already awake at five o'clock in the morning.

The banquet is booked at dinner time.

Song Yunxiao looked at the electronic clock and showed it at five in the morning. He came down from the bed in his pajamas, then opened the curtains and watched the yard in the night.

The shadow of the tree is hidden in the darkness, there is no star in the sky, and it is dark.

There is a light in the yard that illuminates the ground next to the fountain.

The fountain is still flowing.

Under the light, there was snow in the sky, and the whirlwind fell from the sky like feathers.

Song Yunxiao’s eyes were indifferent and calm, looking at the snow outside the window, and his thoughts drifted away a little.

The memories of the past in my mind have emerged a little bit.

She remembered Gu Cheng and remembered her own biological father.

Gu Changge’s mother died young, and the only relative was the father of Thunder’s wrist.

Although she is the father's most favored and most biased child, her father will definitely not let her become a great lady.

She looks like Gu Cheng, but her character inherits part of her mother's softness and softness.

She was with her father when she was four years old.

My father is a tall, tall man who likes to wear a pair of black lambskin gloves in winter.

The gloves are smooth and soft.

Her little hand was held in such a hand. In the winter, she walked from the door of the big Gujia compound to the door of the main house.

That part of the road, long, flying in the sky.

The father's footprints and her little footprints stretched out on the white snow.

The father is willing to take her hand to walk with her, but never pick her up and hold her to finish this road.

From a young age, stumbling, even if the tired legs are sour, want to spoil, but the coldness of the father's eyes still let her seal the words in the throat.

At the age of fourteen, she learned from the mouth of the old housekeeper that only the family member of the family could be taken from the door of the Gujia Mansion to the door of the main house.

If it is other children, you can only walk the side door.

Even if they are the same as Gucheng’s children.

She is the most different.

Because it is different, she has to go by her own way.

Gu family, she wants to hold up.

Even if the people around me are gone, even if there is no father who led her all the way.

She still has to support, holding the next family to lead the family to complete this long road.

She thought of this, involuntarily looking up and sucking her nose.

Behind him, on the shoulder, suddenly fell a soft wool coat.

Warmth wraps around the body.

She is looking at her eyes.

The man in pajamas hugged her from behind and put her hands on her waist: "Why don't you sleep more?"

"I can't sleep."

"You have too little sleep time, which is bad for your health."

Her hand was placed on his hand and stacked on his hand: "It will be better in the future, and today is the exception."

"exception?"

Chu Mo 宸 asked her sharply.

Song Yunxiao smiled a little, and his eyes reflected the brilliance and reflected in the transparent mirror glass.

"Yes."

The exception is the long-awaited exception.

Today, it is destined to be extraordinarily exciting.

......

The Xiaojia banquet hosted the giants in the business circle of the Gangcheng City and the political dignitaries in the upper class.

Xiao’s face is big, and the invited people come to Xiao’s home in advance.

Xiao Zhai is the best land in Hong Kong, and it is worthy of money.

Today's main house is not a quaint architectural style ten years ago. After the death of Xiao Xuan, the son of Xiao's most valued son, the father moved to the courtyard in the depths of the main house.

The big Xiao family was handed over by Xiao Yu Xiao Liang.

The two brothers were in charge of the Xiao family, and believed that the entire Xiao family was already in the bag, so when they repaired the mansion, they simply chose the European style that the two liked.

Although the old man has a slight whisper, he did not delve into it.

The Xiaojia Mansion is now a combination of Chinese and Western architecture.

The old man lived in the depths of Xiao Zhai’s cultivation, while Xiao Yu Xiao Liang was all in front of the villa activities.

Because this Xiaojia banquet was hosted by Xiao Yu Xiao Liang, the natural banquet venue was set in Xiao's European villa.

Song Yunyi chose the open-back fishtail evening dress before the departure. An ice blue diamond evening dress was worn on her body, as if a mermaid had entered the world.

The dark hair was created by the hair stylist to create a dignified and refined look, and the forehead was bright and beautiful.

The facial features of a small face are with beauty and maturity that cannot be ignored.

The diamond necklace is worn on the white neck.

The true love ring was hand-picked by her hand to the ring finger of her right hand.

Looking at himself in the mirror, Song Yunxiao has a slight distraction.

Chu Mo Yu stood next to her and matched her like that.

She smiled and said: "Let's go."

Although he was hesitant, it did not prevent her from going to Xiaojia.

At the moment I saw the invitation, her heart was indeed a little excited and excited.

Xiao Jiancheng's handwriting is vigorous and powerful, with a strong ink and wind.

Although the old man is already eighty-seven years old, the strength in his bones has continued over the years.

People say that by looking at a person's handwriting, one can understand a person.

Song Yunxuan looked at Xiao Jiancheng's handwriting, and it was faint to guess what Xiao Jiancheng was, but it was just a guess.

On the way to Xiaojia, the phone shook silently twice.

Song Yunyi looked at the low and looked away.

Chu Mo Yu only saw her watching the mobile phone, some doubt: "Who is looking for you?"

"Alarms only, I am afraid to miss the time to attend the dinner, so set the alarm clock for two time periods."

She responded in this way, and Chu Moyu did not ask again.

Only when arriving at the Xiao Family Courtyard, Chu Moyu first got off the bus.

The door opened and he reached over.

She placed her hand on his extended finger and felt his fingers tighten, forced, and then got off the bus and was caught by him.

The news of the Hong Kong city’s media received Xiao’s dinner to be held at the entrance of Xiao’s house.

Every guest who was invited to come to the car was surrounded by the media and even asked for an interview.

At the moment when Song Yunqi got off the bus, the brush of the spotlight flashed, and her eyes hurt.

The bodyguards of the desert in the desert quickly stepped forward to block the glare that the media flashed when they pressed the shutter.

In the middle of the desert, Song Yunyu took Song Yun to his arms, and Song Yunxiao’s bird was left to protect him.

Some media came up with a microphone to interview Chu Moshao: "I heard that Xiao Jia and Huo Jia are not jealous. This Xiao family held a dinner party to invite celebrities from all walks of life. Mr. Chu, you are a family of Yuncheng, come to the appointment is not to express with Xiao Is the family good for Qin Jin?"

In the middle of the desert, Song Yunyu walked forward without a word.

The scene was a bit confusing, and the surrounding media rushed up to them with their microphones.

The bodyguards brought by the deserts of Chu are a little hard to protect them.

Just at this time, some media rushed to the front of the two people, pointing the microphone at the Song Mou, who said nothing in the arms of the desert. "I heard that Miss Song is the daughter of the Song family in Yuncheng. May I ask Miss Song, you are in Huo. Do you know Mr. Chu after Miss Huo Jiahui?"

Song Yunxuan looked at the microphone in front of him from the desert of Chu Mo, and his eyes were indifferent and he did not speak.

When the bodyguards saw it, the media was pushed away, and the assistants followed up and responded to Song Yunxiao: "This is a private matter of Miss Song. There is no comment."

The media seems to have found a breakthrough. They have pointed their microphones at Song Yunqi: "Miss Song, are you the third party between Chu Shao and Huo Ying?"

"How did you get involved in the relationship between the two?"

"Is it a matter of Chu Shaoxian's change of heart or what method did you use to force Chu Shao?"

Song Yunqi did not know why the media would care about her emotional problems, but since this issue was picked up, it would be too weak to deceive if it was closed.

She left Chu Mo slightly and faced the reporters who were chasing after him: "Actually..."

"Actually, I have never had a relationship with Miss Huo Jiahui. Yunxiao is my lover. I love her very much."

When the words came out, the media had a glimpse.

Song Yunxiao can't help but sigh.

At this time, it is so frank to say that she loves her, is there some timing?