on the dining table.

Huang Xinying took care of her son while picking up vegetables for her son, while casually glancing at Bing Meiqian who was sitting opposite, and after thinking for a while, she finally decided to ask, "What happened is such a big thing, why don't you tell me?" ”

It sounded like a reproachful word, but there was no hint of blame in her gentle voice, just a simple inquiry.

Hearing this, Wang Ma, who was sitting next to Huang Xinying, was suddenly stunned, almost choked on the food in her mouth that she hadn't had time to swallow, she looked at Huang Xinying in surprise, obviously unexpected, how could she know?

Then, she turned her head quietly and looked at Bing Meiqian, only to see her calm.

Since she sat down, she felt her gaze falling on her body as if nothing, with a tangled and unspeakable emotion, and at that time, Bing Meiqian knew that she already knew.

After all, paper can't hold the fire, and sooner or later she will know.

"I just don't want you to worry." She pursed her lips and smiled elegantly, her voice still gentle and beautiful, "Moreover, this is not an important matter, there is no need to trouble you." ”

"Is there really no room for manoeuvre?" Huang Xinying asked bluntly, never a superfluous euphemism.

Hearing this, Bing Meiqian held the fingertips of the chopsticks, paused slightly, and a panicked look crossed her eyes at that moment, but she quickly returned to normal, pretending to be free and easy: "Me and him... It's over. ”

From her self-righteous well-concealed tone, Huang Xinying heard a trace of loss, her eyes were slightly downcast, and she looked at her quietly for a few seconds, as if she wanted to see through her thoughts.

Just when Bing Meiqian was about to be unable to resist her gaze as if she had already seen through everything, Huang Xinying gradually restrained the chill in her eyes, and the aura emanating from her body suddenly became a little less oppressive.

She withdrew her gaze from her, turned her eyes to her son, and said lightly, "When I came back last night, I saw him outside. ”

The corner of Huang Xinying's eyes noticed that when she said this, Bing Meiqian's calm face made a little wave.

Obviously, she hasn't let go yet.

"Really?" Bing Meiqian lowered her eyes lightly, and there was a hint of indifference in her slightly fluttering voice, "Perhaps, he just wants to see if I am living as he imagined... Unsatisfactory. ”

As the words came out, the corners of her mouth hooked up with a pale and weak smile, revealing a little lonely sadness.

Huang Xinying raised her eyes and glanced at her, and continued to say casually: "Well, drive the BMW 1314 that was promised to you to see if you are doing well." ”

She spoke casually and briskly, but deliberately paused on BMW1314, a license plate with a special meaning.

When she said this, Huang Xinying herself felt untrustworthy, let alone her?

Obviously, two people who can't let go of each other at all are deceiving themselves and torturing each other......

Hearing her words, Bing Meiqian's figure shook slightly, a look of surprise crossed her eyes, and she couldn't tell whether it was sadness or sarcasm...

"He's already, there's someone else...", anyway, that's an indisputable fact, isn't it?

"No matter what happens in the future, we can't go back to the past..."Bing Meiqian bent a slightly relieved smile, "I'm also... Don't want to go back..."