The 99th Divorce

With a stretch of breath, I didn't know why, and suddenly I couldn't hold it.

Standing at his door, Shen Luoan sat down on the steps.

The wind blew gently and the flowers in the courtyard were swayed.

spring is coming.

All around are green, and the flowers are all blooming.

Those who failed should also be defeated.

I didn't know how long I sat on the steps at the door, watching the sun getting smaller and smaller, the sun was setting, and I felt like a neuropath.

"Oh." Shen Luoan stood up, patted gray, and said to himself, "Isn't it just a neuropathy."

He turned and entered the house, and as soon as he entered, he heard the cry of Xiao Yueer crying.

Seeing Shen Luo'an coming back, He Ma at a loss was finally relieved and said: "Come, hug your son, cry no more, no urine, no urine, no milk, just cry, do not know what happened!"

Shen Luoan took it over, stared at the baby for a while, and slowly said: "I probably missed my mother."

"Don't make trouble."

He Ma blamed, "He doesn't even know what his mother is, and he still misses his mother, don't get caught in the cold, and later his wife will come back and let me see."

It's just that it's also a god. When Shen Luoan held it for a while, Xiaoyue's crying gradually became smaller and hiccupped.

Mom Ma ridiculed, "I don't think I miss my mom, I miss my dad."

Xiaoyueer stopped crying, her dark eyes wet, staring straight at Shen Luo'an.

"Are you hungry?" Shen Luoan held the baby with one hand and stood up to fetch him the bottle.

The milk in the bottle had just been flushed and the temperature was moderate.

Plugged in, the baby immediately hugged and sucked up.

Shen Luoan's work is usually tired, and his mood is bad. As long as he goes home to see the baby and hugs the child, he will naturally relax.

But today, I can't let go.

After coaxing the baby to sleep, Shen Luoan sat in a daze on the bed.

It took a while before I went out.

Shen Zhixian and his wife sat in the living room, and the two snuggled together to watch their phones.

Ye Qianxi occasionally reached out and spotted Shen Luoan, saying, "Brother, it's almost time to eat."

"Ok."

Shen Luoan answered and immediately sat down.

After grabbing an orange, he peeled it off.

Shen Zhixian stared at the phone, but he did not forget to look up at him.

Immediately afterwards, he put down his phone and said with a straight face: "Brother, I have good news and bad news. Which one do you want to hear?"

"Bad." Shen Luoan answered.

"In that case, I will tell you the good news first."

Ye Qianxi: "..."

Shen Luoan glanced at him, "What?"

"I found out that Sister Manting is actually alive. I contacted her yesterday, and I plan to arrange a job for her, just in the Imperial Capital, but I have never had time to tell you.

Shen Zhixian coughed slightly, as if embarrassed.

Shen Luoan peeled the orange slightly, and looked up at him.

"Did you call Shen Manting?"

Hearing Shen Luoan's question, Ye Qianxi and Shen Zhixian both had round eyes.

Ye Qianxi asked, "Brother, do you already know?"

"Well." Shen Luoan dropped the orange peel. "Look and saw it in the park."

"Ah?" Ye Qianxi was even more surprised. "But wasn't she still in Jiangsu yesterday? She said she came only a few days ..."

Shen Luoan interrupted her and asked, "What is the bad news?"