Tyrannical Wang’s Beloved Wife

Nor is it to blame that when Li Ruyu heard Sun Yilin talking to Jingwan because of the flowers, her reaction was so great, because they all knew that Sun Yilin was very likely to see a girl because of the flowers and trees, even though countless other girls had lent him flowers and trees, and none of the results could be achieved. Li Ruyu was still always prevented.

Sun Yilin knew his condition, but he had long been accustomed to it. “Today, he mainly accompanied his cousin out for a walk. ”

Sun Yijia's marriage is boiling down, and her marriage will have to do with the situation in the Chapel, so these people in Luo Pei Shan also know, not surprisingly.

Because they happen to be at the corner of two streets, the two brothers and sisters of the Sun family actually came from another street, apparently Sun Yi Jiado was dressed at this time. If not, soon, Sun Yijia came out of the flower house next to him.

After Sun Yijia and the two elders met with Jing Wan, they did not say anything, but her eyes slightly paused on Jing Wan's face, Jing Wan smiled back, but Jing Wan probably did not know that Sun Yijia still had an impression on her, which was quite impressive. This impression was not from Li Ruyu looking for the object, but when she separated later, the situation was more special, even in a hurry, it was always easier to remember.

The number of people visiting the flower market naturally increases.

Sun Yilin itched the three-colored peony, but now is not the time to ask, he had to press his heart and talk to the two elders about their common love.

Jing Wan and Sun Yijia walked together, not much talk, mainly Sun Yijia was not very happy, think and know that her marriage is such a mess, the family is concerned, only that she can bring much benefit to the government of the given country, never considered whether she would be happy and happy, even if she had already admitted her fate, it would still be sad.

Compared to the previous street, the street was a lot bigger and more upscale looking, from a stall to a pavement, even two floors and three floors full of floors.

“Miss Sun, look at the flowers. Isn't it beautiful? And look at the grass. Isn't it spiritual?” Jing Wan suddenly said to Sun Yijia as the elders entered a florist of all kinds.

Sun Yijia is unclear, so, however, as she refers to the past, it doesn't seem to be much different from what she usually sees.

“You know, when they were originally grown in the wild and dug away, nobody knew if they were willing or not, and they didn't know what they would be facing, and if they were flowers that thought like humans, maybe the first reaction, was panic, because they were worried about being used as firewood and burned, but, in fact, it wasn't that they were better and more carefully cared for, and the prettier they were, the more they were loved by the world, but the process from the wild to the home, it wasn't really that good, the most painful was the change in the environment, and in front of them, they were all trying to change and adapt, and those that didn't adapt, long ago withered away.” Yang Wan's voice is gentle and hasty.

Can Sun Yijia not understand what Jing Wan means, when fate is controlled, why should he worry about walking to the death path from the beginning? Aren't you completely left with no choice, trying to adapt, trying to make yourself better, or letting go of your heart and soul? The former may find herself better than in the past, even if she can't, but she is the girl of the prestigious government, and she has not had the pleasure of enjoying herself. The latter, even if someone else has the heart, will give up because of your indifference, and then fade, decline, silent disappear.

Sun Yijia's tears like broken beads rolled down suddenly. Nobody in the house ever told her this. Except the closest brother, nobody even saw her mind, but the brother couldn't comfort her. She thought she didn't need anything, so she spent a day counting. Actually, no, she had been wandering in the dark. She needed someone to guide her, but this person came so suddenly and unexpectedly.

Sun Yilin was equally deeply moved. When he saw his sister crying, he subconsciously wanted to go forward. Luo Pei Mountain grabbed him, “The little girl spoke, you bastard what to mix with.” Pull him aside and keep looking at the flowers, in fact, they all hold their ears upright.