At the stairway, song Mei, in her pajamas, came down with her palms bulging: "Oh, what kind of tear jerking drama is on? I said, sister-in-law, your acting skills are getting better and better. This year''s Golden Duck award should give you the biggest Golden Duck Egg! "

    Song Dahai "tut" a, board up face scold a way: "Mei, how to talk with your second sister-in-law!"

    Song Mei lifted her hair and rolled her eyes. She was not afraid at all: "second brother, the person who sleeps next to you every night is a ghost. You have to open your eyes and see clearly. Don''t go to the west when you fall asleep."

    "You --"

    Sun Lan''s pretty face is twisted!

    "If you don''t like me so much, you should find a man to marry. It''s almost 40 years old. You should plan for your future. Your second brother can''t support you all your life."

    It''s enough for this disgusting dead woman to talk and laugh in her ear all day long!

    Song Mei pick eyebrow, line of sight swept a circle: "haven''t found our home that small stammer?"

    "My second sister-in-law, you are cruel enough. The young master of the Qin family has heard that it is very mysterious. There was a picture on the Internet before, and it''s 40 or 50 years old. You asked us to stammer in the past, didn''t you push her to the fire pit?"

    "However, since you sold that girl, should I share half of the money? I''m her aunt at least."

    Sun Lanxiu sneered: "Ah Mei, I don''t want to gossip with you. The most urgent thing is to find song Xiaoman''s dead girl and marry her to the Qin family. Of course, your share is indispensable."

    Song Mei is very comfortable. As long as she has money, who can''t live with it!

    She blew her nails and said with a smile, "OK, you can look for it slowly. I''m so sleepy, but I''m going to bed."

    However, song Xiaoman, the dead girl, seems to have disappeared out of thin air. She hasn''t found her all night!

    Sun Lanxiu was lying on the bed, feeling up and down, and suddenly had a bad feeling.

    ……

    The early morning sun came in through the glass window, and a warm piece fell on Song Xiaoman''s white face.

    Rubbing her eyes, she sat up from the bed.

    "Awake?"

    Quiet bedroom, suddenly sounded a man''s low voice.

    Song Xiaoman suddenly turned his head

    When the man came in, there was no sound.

    Qin Shinan stood up from the sofa.

    His cold face, coupled with a well tailored black suit, unreservedly set off his powerful aura.

    When he came to the bedside, he handed over some paper bags: "there are some clothes in them. I''ll pick them up and wear them first. I''ll take you to buy what you like in a few days."

    Song Xiaoman climbed out of bed and took the bag from the man.

    She looked up and her eyes fell unconsciously on his face.

    This man is really tall. It''s hard to see her.

    Her eyes slowly narrowed down, and her legs were amazing. How could they be so long and so straight? They all reached her waist.

    She is also in her early sixties, not particularly short.

    But in front of him, it became a small one.

    Song Xiaoman swallowed his saliva and felt his face a little hot.

    "Old man." She called softly, moved her steps, and approached him.

    Staring at her white and innocent face, Qin Shinan''s eyes twitched a little, and his Adam''s Apple moved.

    As soon as she approached, he felt something coming up

    What does this woman want to do in the early morning?

    "Go change your clothes and go downstairs for breakfast."