Oh, I said why can’t I find that album? It turned out to be in Yunyun’s Ah.Xia Yuhe's face was filled with emotional colors. She gently pulled up a corner of the album and wanted to take it from He Yuan's hand.
But who knew that this pull did not pull. Xia Yuhe raised her head and realized that He Yuan was strange. He stared at the photo above in a daze, flipping down like a soul-losing page, each page only stayed for one second before continuing to look back.
A Yuan, what's wrong with you?Xia Yuhe frowned, not understanding He Yuan's bizarre behavior.
Until the last page fell, He Yuan looked at his mother-in-law in horror, and pointed his index finger at a young woman about twenty years old in the album: Could it be that this person is Miss Yun'er?If you pay a little attention, you will find that He Yuan's breathing has gradually become rapid and his mood has fluctuated severely.
Xia Yuhe looked there with confirmation and nodded: It's Ah, this is my eldest daughter.As he said that, he bent down and pointed to the people in the photo: The little one next to her is Yunyun, and the little girl under my feet is Qiqi. Why? What's wrong?
The problem is big!!
He Yuan stabilized his emotions and said calmly: I see why Yunyun and her sister don’t look so much like Ah.
Xia Yuhe smiled bitterly: Of course, they are not twins, how could they be exactly the same? Well, Yun'er and Yunyun are about five or six points similar. If Yunyun rolls up her hair and imitates her sister to put on makeup, she should be more than seven points similar.
He Yuan was amazed: Yunyun's hair was indeed much more mature, with the corners of his eyes exposed, which looked more like her sister. But in my opinion, the difference between the two is still too big, and I don't understand why Yunyun missed Miss Yun'er's classmates back then?To put it bluntly, Mo Manyun's method of disguise is that one exudes hair, covering the corners of his eyes and both sides of his face, and the other is sling hair, revealing the corners of his eyes and cheeks.
Mo Manyun's eyes are very special, and her face is also a melon-shaped face, so when her hair is covered, the changes are huge, which makes it difficult for people who are not close to her to distinguish her two outfits.
But even if she struggles, Mo Manyun is still Mo Manyun. How could she not be recognized by her sister's classmates who are with her day and night?
Xia Yuhe smiled: You have been in contact with Yunyun for a long time and are very careful in people, so of course I think so, but Yuner was very talented and had very few friends, and even the classmates in the same class didn’t speak much, so they naturally didn’t think so. Well, the only high school classmates are better than Yuner, but don’t forget that they were only in their early twenties at that time and didn’t have much scheming. And they probably only met one year after graduating from high school. Ayuan, you are a reporter, and you have met more people than your mother. It’s not impossible to make a big change for a person in a year, right?
He Yuan thought about it and immediately realized it.
After a year, some things are inevitable. At this time, a person who is 70% similar to Miss Yun'er appears to stand up and say that she is Yun'er. They probably believe it in a daze, of course, except for the naturally sensitive reporter like Guo Qianqian.
As a reporter, He Yuan admires Guo Qianqian a little, but as Mo Manyun’s husband, uh, cough, he is his ex-husband, so Old He would not be polite to her!
He Yuan took a deep breath and picked up the album and read it again: Mom, are you really sure this is Miss Yun'er?Looking at Xia Yuhe's impatient gaze, He Yuan smiled embarrassedly: Just pretend I didn't say it, by the way, Mom, I will go to the high school party organized by her classmates tomorrow.
Xia Yuhe looked anxious: There is a man named Guo Qianqian who seems to have been entangled with Yunyun. I guess it was her idea this time, right?Well, if Wencheng doesn’t let her explain to the president of their newspaper, she will save her endlessly.
He Yuan shook his head and said: Although Dad has retired now, many things are not convenient to do. Mom, don’t worry, I will settle this matter.
That girl Guo Qianqian is not that easy to deal with. If she asks something strange, she will reveal her feelings if she doesn't know what is right.Xia Yuhe was a little worried.
Don't worry, I'll do anything wrong this time.He Yuan added with a wry smile in his heart, even if she asked Yun'er what color of underwear she liked to wear back then, He Yuan could know!
With a silly smile, He Yuan's eyes fell on Yun'er's photo again.
Yun'er is you?!
Haha, this is great, it's all damn messing around!!
Mom, for tomorrow's plan, I have to go out. Yunyun wakes up later, so tell her that I will arrive tomorrow at noon and ask her to wait for me at the hotel entrance.
Don't come back tonight?
I guess I can't come back.
OK, you go, I will tell her later, be careful on the road.
Well, I get it.
……
The scorching sun is above my head. Although it has finished autumn, the weather in Fengyang is still so dry and hot, sweat is like rain, ticking...
Mo Manyun in front of the hotel kept looking at his watch, cursing He Yuan: You big liar, you're dying of time. Even if you have a car accident, you'll call him. Humph, why haven't you come to Ah yet?
Ren Qing looked at Zhile and giggled and said, "Oh, I think it's like a day without seeing you three autumns. You're good, but if you don't see you overnight, you're so anxious.
Aside from the factors of my sister, Mo Manyun still has a very good impression of Ren Qing. If we really want to talk about it, Ren Qing is Mo Manyun's only friend.
Mo Manyun glanced at her angrily: If your husband didn't return overnight, what would you do?This is equivalent to changing direction to recognize He Yuan’s husband’s status. Of course, Mo Manyun just said while He Yuan is away. To be honest, whether to forgive him or not, I am afraid that even Mo Manyun himself will not understand.
He dares!Ren Qing snorted: If he doesn't go home overnight, I will break his leg!
Mo Manyun pulled her: OK, is it good to be civilized at all?
At this moment, a voice that annoyed Mo Manyun in the distance sounded: There was a traffic jam on the road, I was late, haha, so embarrassed.
As the voice got closer, He Yuan also appeared in the sight of the two. Old He was wearing a casual suit and dressed up appropriately, at least he would not lose Mo Manyun's face.
Mo Manyun was wearing a black women's suit, and his tight shirt outlined his hot figure to the fullest, which made Lao He feel demented.
Traffic jam?Mo Manyun showed his courage and husband-treatment methods in front of his friends. His face turned cold and pointed at the street with his arm: Look at it yourself. This is a relatively prosperous road in Fengyang. There is no congestion here. Where does it come from when you say traffic jams?Humph, I'm afraid you can't bear to get up!Thinking that he might spend the night with the vixen, Mo Manyun couldn't help feeling sour.
After saying that, Mo Manyun picked up his arms and waited for He Yuan's explanation. But who would have thought that Old He ignored her and went directly to Ren Qing, smiled and stretched out his right hand: This is Miss Ren, Hello, hello, I'm a little late, I'm really embarrassed.
Ren Qing reached out and shook it with him, and smiled at him: Hello, no one is outsider, so don’t stop Miss Ren. Well, just call me Qing'er. Haha, Mr. He is so handsome. No wonder our family didn’t even hold the wedding, so they rushed you home impatiently.
Take him home?He is handsome?Mo Manyun hummed and held a grudge.
He Yuan suddenly exaggeratedly, looked at Ren Qing carefully, and said strangely: Miss Qing'er, have you skipped Ah in elementary or high school?
Ren Qing was stunned and subconsciously said: What's wrong without Ah?
The surprise in He Yuan's eyes was even more serious: If I didn't know that you and Yunyun were classmates, I would definitely think you didn't graduate from college.
There are only a few important things for women: one, successful men are companions, two, social status, three, appearance, and so on.
I praise her for being young, Ren Qing naturally loves to listen to it.
Ren Qing burst out laughing: I didn't skip the level, hehe, just like Yunyun, they are both thirty-two years old.
He Yuan slammed his mouth: That's really amazing.
Mo Manyun was very disrespectful to him and snorted: Flatter.
He Yuan glanced at Mo Manyun, then whispered to Ren Qing: If you don’t get on the room and remove the tiles for three days, don’t look at her being so arrogant now. Humph, she is so obedient to her family. Hey, it’s like a kitten.
Little, little cat?Mo Manyun was almost bleeded by him. Who was the one who brought tea and water to him?
Who is cooking and washing dishes from home?
Who is the person who can use his own eyes to be called?
Oh my god!
Can't you be so thin?
Momanyun was naturally the focus of everyone, and more and more people gathered around him. Momanyun was not easy to get angry and snorted heavily: Let’s see how I deal with you when I go home, hum!
At this time, a silver bell-like laughter suddenly came from the crowd. He Yuan looked at it and curled his lips slightly.
Today’s main owner, Guo Qianqian has arrived!
Mayor Mo, I finally hope for you. Haha, everyone, hurry up and go to the hotel, don’t stand outside.
Mo Manyun smiled slightly, saying hello to her.
As everyone entered the hotel one after another, Guo Qianqian asked a young woman beside her to walk to Mo Manyun. Guo Qianqian smiled: Does Mayor Mo still know her? The one from Class 5, haha, I remember that you were quite close to her at the beginning.
He Yuan sneered in his heart, and the first round of competition... began!
But who knew that this pull did not pull. Xia Yuhe raised her head and realized that He Yuan was strange. He stared at the photo above in a daze, flipping down like a soul-losing page, each page only stayed for one second before continuing to look back.
A Yuan, what's wrong with you?Xia Yuhe frowned, not understanding He Yuan's bizarre behavior.
Until the last page fell, He Yuan looked at his mother-in-law in horror, and pointed his index finger at a young woman about twenty years old in the album: Could it be that this person is Miss Yun'er?If you pay a little attention, you will find that He Yuan's breathing has gradually become rapid and his mood has fluctuated severely.
Xia Yuhe looked there with confirmation and nodded: It's Ah, this is my eldest daughter.As he said that, he bent down and pointed to the people in the photo: The little one next to her is Yunyun, and the little girl under my feet is Qiqi. Why? What's wrong?
The problem is big!!
He Yuan stabilized his emotions and said calmly: I see why Yunyun and her sister don’t look so much like Ah.
Xia Yuhe smiled bitterly: Of course, they are not twins, how could they be exactly the same? Well, Yun'er and Yunyun are about five or six points similar. If Yunyun rolls up her hair and imitates her sister to put on makeup, she should be more than seven points similar.
He Yuan was amazed: Yunyun's hair was indeed much more mature, with the corners of his eyes exposed, which looked more like her sister. But in my opinion, the difference between the two is still too big, and I don't understand why Yunyun missed Miss Yun'er's classmates back then?To put it bluntly, Mo Manyun's method of disguise is that one exudes hair, covering the corners of his eyes and both sides of his face, and the other is sling hair, revealing the corners of his eyes and cheeks.
Mo Manyun's eyes are very special, and her face is also a melon-shaped face, so when her hair is covered, the changes are huge, which makes it difficult for people who are not close to her to distinguish her two outfits.
But even if she struggles, Mo Manyun is still Mo Manyun. How could she not be recognized by her sister's classmates who are with her day and night?
Xia Yuhe smiled: You have been in contact with Yunyun for a long time and are very careful in people, so of course I think so, but Yuner was very talented and had very few friends, and even the classmates in the same class didn’t speak much, so they naturally didn’t think so. Well, the only high school classmates are better than Yuner, but don’t forget that they were only in their early twenties at that time and didn’t have much scheming. And they probably only met one year after graduating from high school. Ayuan, you are a reporter, and you have met more people than your mother. It’s not impossible to make a big change for a person in a year, right?
He Yuan thought about it and immediately realized it.
After a year, some things are inevitable. At this time, a person who is 70% similar to Miss Yun'er appears to stand up and say that she is Yun'er. They probably believe it in a daze, of course, except for the naturally sensitive reporter like Guo Qianqian.
As a reporter, He Yuan admires Guo Qianqian a little, but as Mo Manyun’s husband, uh, cough, he is his ex-husband, so Old He would not be polite to her!
He Yuan took a deep breath and picked up the album and read it again: Mom, are you really sure this is Miss Yun'er?Looking at Xia Yuhe's impatient gaze, He Yuan smiled embarrassedly: Just pretend I didn't say it, by the way, Mom, I will go to the high school party organized by her classmates tomorrow.
Xia Yuhe looked anxious: There is a man named Guo Qianqian who seems to have been entangled with Yunyun. I guess it was her idea this time, right?Well, if Wencheng doesn’t let her explain to the president of their newspaper, she will save her endlessly.
He Yuan shook his head and said: Although Dad has retired now, many things are not convenient to do. Mom, don’t worry, I will settle this matter.
That girl Guo Qianqian is not that easy to deal with. If she asks something strange, she will reveal her feelings if she doesn't know what is right.Xia Yuhe was a little worried.
Don't worry, I'll do anything wrong this time.He Yuan added with a wry smile in his heart, even if she asked Yun'er what color of underwear she liked to wear back then, He Yuan could know!
With a silly smile, He Yuan's eyes fell on Yun'er's photo again.
Yun'er is you?!
Haha, this is great, it's all damn messing around!!
Mom, for tomorrow's plan, I have to go out. Yunyun wakes up later, so tell her that I will arrive tomorrow at noon and ask her to wait for me at the hotel entrance.
Don't come back tonight?
I guess I can't come back.
OK, you go, I will tell her later, be careful on the road.
Well, I get it.
……
The scorching sun is above my head. Although it has finished autumn, the weather in Fengyang is still so dry and hot, sweat is like rain, ticking...
Mo Manyun in front of the hotel kept looking at his watch, cursing He Yuan: You big liar, you're dying of time. Even if you have a car accident, you'll call him. Humph, why haven't you come to Ah yet?
Ren Qing looked at Zhile and giggled and said, "Oh, I think it's like a day without seeing you three autumns. You're good, but if you don't see you overnight, you're so anxious.
Aside from the factors of my sister, Mo Manyun still has a very good impression of Ren Qing. If we really want to talk about it, Ren Qing is Mo Manyun's only friend.
Mo Manyun glanced at her angrily: If your husband didn't return overnight, what would you do?This is equivalent to changing direction to recognize He Yuan’s husband’s status. Of course, Mo Manyun just said while He Yuan is away. To be honest, whether to forgive him or not, I am afraid that even Mo Manyun himself will not understand.
He dares!Ren Qing snorted: If he doesn't go home overnight, I will break his leg!
Mo Manyun pulled her: OK, is it good to be civilized at all?
At this moment, a voice that annoyed Mo Manyun in the distance sounded: There was a traffic jam on the road, I was late, haha, so embarrassed.
As the voice got closer, He Yuan also appeared in the sight of the two. Old He was wearing a casual suit and dressed up appropriately, at least he would not lose Mo Manyun's face.
Mo Manyun was wearing a black women's suit, and his tight shirt outlined his hot figure to the fullest, which made Lao He feel demented.
Traffic jam?Mo Manyun showed his courage and husband-treatment methods in front of his friends. His face turned cold and pointed at the street with his arm: Look at it yourself. This is a relatively prosperous road in Fengyang. There is no congestion here. Where does it come from when you say traffic jams?Humph, I'm afraid you can't bear to get up!Thinking that he might spend the night with the vixen, Mo Manyun couldn't help feeling sour.
After saying that, Mo Manyun picked up his arms and waited for He Yuan's explanation. But who would have thought that Old He ignored her and went directly to Ren Qing, smiled and stretched out his right hand: This is Miss Ren, Hello, hello, I'm a little late, I'm really embarrassed.
Ren Qing reached out and shook it with him, and smiled at him: Hello, no one is outsider, so don’t stop Miss Ren. Well, just call me Qing'er. Haha, Mr. He is so handsome. No wonder our family didn’t even hold the wedding, so they rushed you home impatiently.
Take him home?He is handsome?Mo Manyun hummed and held a grudge.
He Yuan suddenly exaggeratedly, looked at Ren Qing carefully, and said strangely: Miss Qing'er, have you skipped Ah in elementary or high school?
Ren Qing was stunned and subconsciously said: What's wrong without Ah?
The surprise in He Yuan's eyes was even more serious: If I didn't know that you and Yunyun were classmates, I would definitely think you didn't graduate from college.
There are only a few important things for women: one, successful men are companions, two, social status, three, appearance, and so on.
I praise her for being young, Ren Qing naturally loves to listen to it.
Ren Qing burst out laughing: I didn't skip the level, hehe, just like Yunyun, they are both thirty-two years old.
He Yuan slammed his mouth: That's really amazing.
Mo Manyun was very disrespectful to him and snorted: Flatter.
He Yuan glanced at Mo Manyun, then whispered to Ren Qing: If you don’t get on the room and remove the tiles for three days, don’t look at her being so arrogant now. Humph, she is so obedient to her family. Hey, it’s like a kitten.
Little, little cat?Mo Manyun was almost bleeded by him. Who was the one who brought tea and water to him?
Who is cooking and washing dishes from home?
Who is the person who can use his own eyes to be called?
Oh my god!
Can't you be so thin?
Momanyun was naturally the focus of everyone, and more and more people gathered around him. Momanyun was not easy to get angry and snorted heavily: Let’s see how I deal with you when I go home, hum!
At this time, a silver bell-like laughter suddenly came from the crowd. He Yuan looked at it and curled his lips slightly.
Today’s main owner, Guo Qianqian has arrived!
Mayor Mo, I finally hope for you. Haha, everyone, hurry up and go to the hotel, don’t stand outside.
Mo Manyun smiled slightly, saying hello to her.
As everyone entered the hotel one after another, Guo Qianqian asked a young woman beside her to walk to Mo Manyun. Guo Qianqian smiled: Does Mayor Mo still know her? The one from Class 5, haha, I remember that you were quite close to her at the beginning.
He Yuan sneered in his heart, and the first round of competition... began!
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