"The lovely woman who is so beautiful that makes me blush~ The lovely woman who is gentle and makes me feel sad~" The man put his arm around the woman's waist and hummed along with the music in the mall, "The lovely woman who is transparent and moves me~ Bad The cute woman who is so bad makes me crazy..."
"Luo Yinhui, please don't make any noise, okay?" The woman hit him with her elbow. "This is Jay Chou's new album that was released on the 7th. I haven't had time to listen to it yet."
"I know, honey, is that why I sang it to you?" Luo Yinhui said with a smile, "I have internal channels and have listened to it in advance."
"I don't need you to sing. The original song is playing in the shopping mall. Don't interfere with the melody."
"Hey! I'm also a musician after all, right?" Luo Yinhui walked up to her, "By the way, Meimei, I heard that my old classmate has started holding solo concerts this year."
"Don't even think about it, just teach piano in your piano store. How many people with the surname Lang are there in the world?" The woman looked at the Barbie dolls on the shelf, "This one looks pretty good? How about just ordering it?"
Luo Yinhui didn't speak, but just put down his hand around the woman's waist.
The woman looked at the Barbie doll in her hand and said coldly: "Luo Yinhui, have you missed Singles' Day since you haven't celebrated it in a long time?"
"You insult me!" Luo Yinhui crossed his arms like a child.
"When did I insult you?"
"Can't I succeed if I don't have the surname Lang? Why can he give concerts and I can only teach those children in the piano store?"
"Hey, are you making a fortune? Then go ahead and spend all your savings at home. Anyway, Roland is in the first grade now, and his expenses will be very low in the future!"
"Lan Mei, I've tolerated you for a long time. Ever since I married you, you've always been taunting me in such a weird way." Luo Yinhui walked a few steps away and picked up the children's electronic keyboard on the shelf, "I decided Well, I’ll give Roland this gift this year!”
Lan Mei said angrily: "There is a piano at home, what's the point of buying this crap? Besides, your child is not the machine you dream of lasting!"
"What are you talking about? Who gave her the battery life? Didn't you realize that Roland has liked singing since he was a child?" Luo Yinhui seemed even more angry.
Not to be outdone, Lan Mei shouted: "If you like singing, do you have to play the piano? Can you play the guitar?"
"Lan Mei! Why do you have to go against me?"
"You are the one who insists on going against me!"
The two people were arguing in the mall like this...
Wearing a seven-color flower cloak with invisibility function, Fang Xiaoling stood on the other side of the shelf and watched, sweat dripping from her forehead.
It is November 11, 2000, the birthday of seven-year-old Roland.
Fang Xiaoling had been secretly following the couple all the way, and now she finally found some clues.
It seems that you came back late because of the quarrel in the mall, right?
Fang Xiaoling thought in her heart and took back her cloak in a deserted place.
"Are you yelling at me? You can buy whatever you like, I won't buy it!" Lan Mei put the Barbie doll back and turned to leave.
Luo Yinhui grabbed her wrist and shouted: "What kind of monster are you? Why don't you buy your daughter's birthday cake?"
"If you're so capable, just go buy it yourself. Why do you have to involve me?" Lan Mei waved her arms, "Oh, let go! You're pinching me!"
"Stop, stop, stop!" Fang Xiaoling came out and began to speak out, "Don't argue, what's the big deal? It's just a gift for a child, isn't it? At most, I bought them all. Anyway, today's Double Eleven, half price. Bar?"
"What half price?" Lan Mei looked at Fang Xiaoling in surprise, "Why haven't I heard that there is a half price event on Singles' Day? Who are you?"
"Ah, I'm Luo..." Fang Xiaoling originally wanted to say that she was Roland's good friend, but suddenly she remembered that Roland was only seven years old now, "Mr. Luo's good friend."
After saying this, she regretted it. Wasn't Mr. Luo standing aside? Isn't this going to be a big deal soon?
"Huh? But I don't even know you?" Luo Yinhui looked her up and down, "Have we met?"
"Ah... Well, why don't you go home quickly?" Fang Xiaoling was a little embarrassed, "Otherwise, your daughter will be very lonely waiting at home alone.
Uh... I won't interrupt, I'm leaving. "
Fang Xiaoling was about to turn around and leave, but she heard Lan Mei shouting sharply from behind: "Stop, you can't leave."
"What's wrong?" Fang Xiaoling turned around, looked at the woman's cold eyes, and couldn't help but shudder. I didn’t expect that Roland’s mother was scarier than Roland when she was young...
"You just said that you are his good friend." Lan Mei seemed to be analyzing and looked at Luo Yinhui, "But you said you don't know her? Then she seemed very nervous and wanted to leave. ?”
"Meimei, what are you looking at? I, I, I really don't know her?" Luo Yinhui had an ominous premonition in his heart, "We have nothing to do with each other!"
"It doesn't matter, why are you stammering?" Lan Mei crossed her arms, "Besides, I didn't say anything? Did I say you two are related?"
"You didn't say it, but you obviously meant that!" Luo Yinhui said helplessly, "And you see she is so young, what relationship can we have?!"
"She is young, am I not young?" Lan Mei looked sideways at Fang Xiaoling, but said to Luo Yinhui, "Don't you always say that I am eighteen years old? Do you have nothing to do with me?"
"Um, aunt, you misunderstood, I..."
"Who are you calling aunt?!" Lan Mei was so angry that she couldn't breathe smoothly. She seemed to want to understand something, "Okay, you are mocking me for being older, right? In other words, you admitted that you two have an affair. What does it matter?"
"Don't listen to her nonsense! I really don't know her!" Luo Yinhui jumped up anxiously, pointed at Fang Xiaoling and said, "What's going on with you little girl? Are you doing some trick in secret? I'll recruit you I messed with you and you want to hurt me like this?"
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Fang Xiaoling kept apologizing, "I really don't know Mr. Luo!"
"Look! She said it herself." Luo Yinhui leaned in front of Fang Xiaoling and whispered, "I beg you to explain clearly. My wife is very narrow-minded. If..."
"What are you two muttering about?" Lan Mei interrupted him, pulling Luo Yinhui aside by his collar, "You want to discuss how we can lie to me together, right?"
"No……"
"Shut up!" Lan Mei didn't let Luo Yinhui speak. She walked up to Fang Xiaoling with a smile and asked gently: "Girl, how old are you this year?"
"23..." Fang Xiaoling felt that because of her appearance, things seemed to have become more complicated. It was not an option to continue like this. She had to get Roland's parents back home quickly.
