Hong Kong is in a turbulent state, but Beijing is moving forward on the track of history with a warm attitude that has been common for thousands of years. It is impossible to realize that the storm is coming and the dark clouds are covering the city.

But suddenly the tranquility was broken, and the Beijingers who have always been proud of being able to embrace all rivers also went crazy.

Because Murong Xuehen is coming to Beijing.

On that day, Beijing Capital International Airport was crowded with people. Many people started occupying seats at the airport since the early morning. Many people drove from the Northeast, and some even took a special plane to Beijing. Many people who originally boarded the airport that day also chose to refund their tickets, going crazy, crazy, and crazy. When they met an existence with enough reasons to worship in this era of lack of faith, people went crazy unexpectedly.

"It's good now. The whole China knows that Xuehen is coming to Beijing. Logically speaking, Xuehen is not such a high-profile person. Is his father making trouble?" Yang Ningbing frowned. She and Yang Ningsu's cars could not be driven into the airport at all. Her father-in-law, who was nicknamed Silver Fox, did use any means to make money. Now the whole world is speculating how much profit Murong Xuehen, the goddess, brought to the old fox, could bring astronomical profits.

"No, although he is profit-oriented, he still loves Xuehen from the bottom of his heart. I guess it is Xuehen's own meaning." Ye Hetu smiled.

"Reason?" Yang Ningbing asked curiously.

"A woman always hopes that everyone in the world knows who she loves, and hopes that the person she loves is the best man in the world, even if it is not. Maybe she is the best in her eyes. This is called Fan Li in the eyes of her lover." Ye Hetu said softly.

"Hetu." Yang Ningbing lowered her head and gently called Yehetu.

Ye Hetu responded and looked at Yang Ningbing in confusion.

Because of traffic jams, they walked out of the Audi, and Yang Ningsu and Ye Qingge also got out of the Porsche behind. This mighty convoy captain's dragon was spectacular. Today, the head of the Beijing Airport and the Beijing Transportation Department had a headache. Yang Ningsu had no choice but to call a friend who could speak in Beijing, and the other party agreed to negotiate with the airport immediately. Try to let them enter the airport's waiting hall as soon as possible.

"I know I am not the most beautiful woman you have ever seen, nor the smartest woman you have ever seen. Not to mention the most gentle and considerate woman you have ever seen. You said, why should I let you give so much?" Yang Ningbing, who was moving forward slowly in the crowd, smiled bitterly, and glanced at the man next to her with a gentle smile, "Don't tell me that you don't need a reason to give or love someone doesn't matter how much you give. It's too illusory. I don't believe it."

"Maybe I owe you in my previous life." Ye Hetu smiled, giving a more illusory reason.

"I am an atheist." Yang Ningbing chuckled.

Seeing that the crowd was gradually crowding, Ye Hetu walked in front of Yang Ningbing and held her hand, so no one could touch Yang Ningbing again.

This kind of moving forward is like their life. It seems that this man is hiding behind a strong woman and spending time playing with life, but he is unknown but gives her the most stable safe haven, and no one can hurt her, including life.

"Why did Wudao disappear at this time? If Xuehen got off the plane and didn't see him, it would be meaningless even if we were all here." Yang Ningsu said helplessly. This guy was evaporated from the world. No one could contact him.

"Maybe he is the first person to see Xuehen." Ye Qingge smiled.

Yang Ningsu suddenly realized and nodded.

In the airport lobby, people were surging. Not to mention the place where you sit, even the place where you stand seemed luxurious. In the end, even the toilet space was occupied. Two big men squatting on chairs in the hall gloated and looked at everything. One was an uncle and the other was young. The uncle was dressed simply and threw it into the crowd and no one felt that he was ahead of the crowd. The young man had a superb temperament, but he looked lazy and did not make people feel that he was frightened.

They were the first person to wait for Murong Xuehen at Beijing Airport. They arrived at half an hour in the morning. When the two met, they were all supporters of Murong Xuehen’s subway. They immediately felt sympathy. They started to talk from all over the world. From the early morning to the morning, the uncle went to buy bread when he was hungry. When he came back, he saw that the buddy was not moving. It turned out that he had no money. The uncle was happy and shared half of his bread with loyalty. After eating the bread, they talked again. Until noon, the uncle invited him a box of instant instant noodles.

"Oh, good cigarettes, good cigarettes. I heard people say that this cigarette is expensive before. How did you get it?" The uncle took a cigarette handed to him by the young man. He saw that he had never eaten pork but had seen pigs running. Be good, the little panda, he still looks the best among the little pandas. Now he was surprised. Although the young man around him looked quite like a young man at first glance, there is a young man in our big Beijing who eats bread and instant noodles? It's really a young man who won't lose the price so much that he is a commoner.

"Others gave the land, just now I just talked about it. I forgot that there was this thing. If you like it, I'll give it to you." The young man said angrily. His approachableness really makes people feel that he doesn't look like a young man. Yes, Beijing is a young master. If you can drive a car with a special license, you will never drive a car without a good license. If you can get a Beijing A8 license, you will definitely not open a Beijing A6 license. However, only a very few people can understand that such a character is probably not long.

"Brother, I'm not polite." The uncle took the pack of the little panda with more than a dozen cigarettes without any vagueness, happy and feeling so moist.

"Brother, do you have a wife at home? Can you let you come out to see Murong Xuehen? You are not afraid of going home and kneeling on the computer keyboard." The young man smiled.

"I drive a taxi, so I said it's business. It's okay, I'll make less money for a day, and I won't starve to death." The uncle said openly, turned his head to look at the young man who was holding a cigarette in his mouth and looked at people with a squint eyes, and asked with a smile: Brother, I've been chatting for a long time.

, I don’t know what you do yet, I don’t think you are like an ordinary person.”

"Why don't you look like an ordinary person?" The young man was immediately happy when he heard the uncle's words and narrowed his eyes.

"Temperament. or momentum." The uncle thought for a long time and finally gave an answer that he thought was relatively credible.

"Brother. I have read too many online novels. I don't have the aura of dominance. I am just a vulgar person. I like women, money, and power. Look at what kind of momentum I can have. You are squatting here to watch beautiful women with brother." The young man laughed, ignoring the various gazes around him. He was absolutely self-centered.

"You really don't want to say that. I read some online novels every day for entertainment. What is the saying? Anyway, it's ** fantasy." The uncle laughed.

"**Strengthen your body, and fantasize about the country." The young man smiled.

The two laughed loudly. Unscrupulously, the girls nearby were all glaring at each other.

"Brother, I'll leave first." The young man stood up and stretched.

"Where are you going? Brother, Murong Xuehen is about to arrive. We have been waiting for so long. It's not bad to wait for a few more minutes." The uncle said anxiously.

"I'll pick up my woman, and I have to let her get off the plane and see me the first man she's going to see." The young man smiled.

The uncle suddenly felt that this man was really good when he smiled. He thought that women would like such men, even if this man had no money, his cultivation and temperament were placed there. From night to now, this man has no place for less than ten elderly women and children. The uncle once asked him why, and he said that being a good person at the bottom line is a kind bad person. But the uncle felt that no matter how bad this man was, he would not lack women to love him.

"Yes, no matter how much we supporters like Murong Xuehen, our wife should be the first. Brother, this is what you are talking about." The uncle scratched his head with a smile.

After taking a few steps, the young man turned his head and blinked at him, saying, "I forgot to tell you that Murong Xuehen is my woman."

The uncle is stupid.

He was stunned for a moment, and finally he kept grinning. This kid brags too much.

The private plane from the Pacific Ocean to this end finally landed.

In this plane, Murong Xuehen, who was beautiful in a state of fear, was not in a hurry to get off the plane. He looked out the window with anticipation. There was also a peacock escaping from St. George's Academy of Light sitting beside her.

"Peacock, would you be angry if Wudao said that?" Murong Xuehen sighed. Is her coming to Beijing this time too ostentatious?

"He doesn't have time to get angry about such small things."

The peacock seemed to have grown taller again. She had purple eyes and purple hair and became more charming to all living beings. She slowly stood up and signaled the Dragon Group to prepare to deal with all the accidents at the airport. The members of the Dragon Group nodded slightly and took the lead in getting off the plane. Now the Peacock has become the new commander of the Dragon Group. She didn't look at Murong Xuehen and said tepidly: "Besides, he may be angry with anyone, but he won't be angry with you."

Murong Xuehen smiled and said, "This peacock is getting more and more old-fashioned when speaking and doing things."

If the Ye family continues like this, it is really this child who is in the world. Grandpa is very doting on her. But Murong Xuehen doesn't care. What she is sure about is that this child cares about Wudao, and there are some things, and the rest are second.

The peacock sat weirdly on the edge of the wing, with one leg hanging down and one hand on his knee and holding his cheek.

Today she is still wearing the school uniform of St. George's Light Academy, exquisite, Westernized, and noble elegant. Her long purple hair is fluttering in the wind and her expression is free and ostentatious, but she has two holes that penetrate the cold purple eyes of the heart.

She kept this position and looked into the distance.

Like an eternal ancient god.

Finally, a trace of human excitement appeared in the peacock's eyes. At this moment, she was like a child, a normal human.

When Murong Xuehen, who had just walked off the plane, pulled his coat because it was cold, he looked up and saw a familiar and arrogant figure coming into his eyes.

She was stunned in place, just looking at him hard, but her eyes were so wet that she couldn't see clearly.

But it doesn't matter, he is already standing in front of her.

"Didn't you tell you that I will go to the United States to see you soon? Why did you run over? It's cold in Beijing, and I'm afraid you won't be used to it." Ye Wudao, who was the first to wait for her at the airport, said softly, hugging her gently, and helping her wipe away her tears, but the more she wiped it, the more she wiped it.

"I miss you." Murong Xuehen choked.

"Don't cry or cry, come when you come. When you cry, I'll be scolded again when I see my parents." Ye Wudao pinched her nose and chuckled, his eyes were a little wet. Fighting with the Dragon Gang was the result of your death. Don't he want to see Murong Xuehen?

"No way."

Murong Xuehen's cold cheeks suddenly flushed. She gently hugged Ye Wudao, put her head on his shoulder, and murmured: "I have something I want to tell you."

"Say." Ye Wudao said in confusion.

"I have it." Murong Xuehen's face was full of shame and red.

"What's there?" Ye Wudao was even more puzzled.

"I have a child." Murong Xuehen said shyly, using a sound that only the two of them could hear.

"oh."

Ye Wudao responded subconsciously, suddenly his body shook, his heart surging, and he said loudly with a trembling voice: "What?!"

Murong Xuehen hugged Ye Wudao tightly and said happily: "I have your child."
Chapter completed!