Xiao you for a time, even Liang Fei know to take white ink cold to pressure her, she really has no face.

"When I know Dr. Liang, I will pay attention. Even for the sake of children, I won't do stupid things any more."

Seeing Liang Fei off, Xiao you sits alone on the sofa and falls into a long meditation.

Since she took over the Gong family, things in the company have been flourishing, but more and more people around her have been ignored by her.

Mom, Mengmeng, Ziqing, these people who are very important in her life, gradually seem to be more and more far away from them.

It's good to have her own career, but it's not worth the loss, which makes her waver.

Maybe

Is it time for her to live her life in a different way?

……

……

Orson group.

Bai Mohan's office was full of people for the first time.

Lu Yuchen, Luo yunzhan, Lin Yue, Wen Luo, and Jiang Lu.

"Song Yan has already started. With the preparation before Bai Mohan, the Chiang family is basically finished this time." Wen Luo light looking at the data on the computer, said.

"The criminal evidence of the Chiang family I collected before has just been sent to Uncle song, but Wenluo, how did you get to know uncle song? " Jiang Lu looks at Wenluo in doubt.

Song Yan is a politician, and the Song family has been a politician for generations. The people with this background don't like the actors in the entertainment circle most. However, it seems that he has a good relationship with song Yan.

It made her wonder.

The reason why she knew song Yan was because of the Jiang family. By the way, song Yan always had eyes on her head when she looked at her.

White Mo Han frowned, such a question, he thought Wen Luo would not answer, but did not expect, Wen Luo just a smile: "Song Yan, is my father."

Obviously, it can stir up a thousand waves, but in his words, it's as casual as what he just ate.

Jiang Lu suddenly stunned, beautiful eyes staring at him, half a day did not say a word.

"Unexpected? I was surprised, too Wen Luo laughs at the relationship. He would rather have no one know about it all his life, but Oh.

There are thousands of possibilities in Jiang Lu's mind, but none of them is the answer that Wenluo said.

Wenluo is song Yan's son. How can that be possible?

She remembers that Wenluo has parents, and in order to win Wenluo's favor, she went to Wenluo's hometown to visit his parents. But now, Wenluo tells her that song Yan is his biological father.

The biological father is related by blood

"Now these are not important. What's important is, Jiang Lu, what are you going to do after the Jiang family steps down?" Wenlow looked at her with some worry.

He didn't know everything before. It was Bai Mohan who told him that he knew that Jiang Lu had always wanted to get rid of the Jiang family. This time, Jiang Lu also participated in the action and provided strong evidence.

Wenluo's concern made Jiang Lu a little flattered, but such a surprise didn't force her eyes. She knew that maybe it was just a kind of sympathy.

She said with a smile: "Wenluo, I have grown up, grow up to be able to leave them, a person, also can live a wonderful."

"Well?" Smell speech, Wen Luo didn't understand of frown.

When she was in the chemical plant before, she said something like "fourteen years old". It seems that Jiang Lu knew him very early?

As soon as such doubts arose in his mind, he asked: "Jiang Lu, we Did you know each other before? "

This kind of problem, let Jiang Lu heart move, she is still holding a trace of expectations. She carefully took out the handkerchief from her pocket and put it in front of him: "Wenluo, you still Remember this? "

A very ordinary handkerchief, nothing special.

Wenluo frowned and carefully searched for the relevant memory in his mind, but it was still blank after all.

Seeing that he was surprised at first and then more confused, Jiang Lu understood that he didn't have her in his memory.

Originally, there was nothing special about that night's gathering. For Wenluo, it was just that he ran out of the house and met a crying little girl by chance, and comforted her with kindness.

What's more, ten years have passed.

Ten years, so many things happened in his life, so many wonderful, unforgettable, how can he remember the little girl who just met him by chance?

But even if I think so, I am still disappointed.

She carefully collected ten years of good memory, it turned out that only her memory.

Even, sometimes, she would feel that all that happened in those years was just a dream?

Jiang Lu gave a wry smile and took back her handkerchief. When she raised her eyes and looked at Wenluo again, her eyes were clear: "nothing, just as I didn't say anything."It seems that there is no need to leave that handkerchief. She clutched the handkerchief in her hand, made it into a ball, and threw it at the garbage can at her feet.

But the hand has not been lifted, it has been another big hand to hold.

Jiang Lu looked up in surprise and saw Wenluo looking at her with an indescribable look.

"It's just something that doesn't matter. It's been years, nothing special." She thought he just wanted to stop her from throwing the handkerchief. After all, she had treasured it for so many years.

But Wenluo looked at her, and her eyes kept sweeping around her face, as if looking for something.

"You are Jiang Qianqian

At that moment, Jiang Lu said it was not good, as if the heart had been grasped in the palm of her hand.

She did not dare to breathe. She was afraid that if she moved a little, everything in front of her would disappear.

"You..." She looked at him in surprise and fear, and didn't know how to speak.

Looking at her reaction like this, Wenluo knew that she was right. With a smile, she put down her hand and said, "you've changed a lot and changed your name. Sorry, I haven't been able to recognize you."

Jiang Lu's eyes were red and tears stuck to her eyelashes, but she refused to fall down.

"I Have I really changed a lot? " It took her a long time to say that.

I'm a little surprised, a little shy, and a little Panic.

It turns out that it's not her memory alone. It turns out that he still remembers her. It turns out that

"I remember that your eyes were swollen when you cried, your face was full of tears, your nose was runny, and your hair was in a mess. I still thought that all the rich people lived nearby. How could there be such ugly and untidy girls? They could not be the children of any servant. I didn't expect Er... " Wenlow pointed to the way she was, and the meaning was clear.