Sky-high price for renting together: Don't want to escape the beautiful wife

When Qi Wanran got up, he happened to meet Mr. He's eyes.

There was a pause when she got up, and she returned to normal in an instant.

The sun outside today is very bright. Although it is [-] o'clock in the afternoon, the sun is just right. Many patients also choose to go out for a walk at this time. Sometimes they will meet people in the same ward, greet them with a smile, and then return leave.

Mr. He squinted his eyes slightly, didn't talk to anyone, and enjoyed the sunshine alone.

Qi Wanran's original intention was to let him come out to bask in the sun. The smell of disinfectant in the ward was too strong, and every place looked too clean. Qi Wanran was very uncomfortable and not popular at all.

It's better to come out and let the old man come out to bask in the sun and be trapped in the crowd. If you can meet a like-minded friend or an old friend from the past, and talk to him, that's also good.

The old man is always alone at home, and he only talks to the housekeeper, and rarely goes out. It's too closed, not good.

Qi Wanran pushed Mr. He for a slow stroll. Occasionally, when he met other people on the road, he would always smile and nod to them when they met their eyes. They would smile back and never speak, but their hearts were warm.

Mr. He was a little puzzled after watching it a few times, and finally couldn't help it anymore. Driven by curiosity, he asked Xiang Qi Wanran, "Do you know them?"

Qi Wanran shook his head, and replied in a down-to-earth manner: "I don't know you."

"Then why are you laughing at them?" They were strangers, why did they laugh, not to mention that they were of different classes, and it was only possible to have this one-sided relationship.

"The Buddha said that only five hundred times of looking back can you pass by once in this life. Maybe I knew them in the previous life."

Mr. He sneered, and popped the fantasy bubbles in her heart: "What you said is all false."

Qi Wanran shrugged indifferently: "I think it's enough that these are true."

"Don't you believe that fate exists in this world?" Qi Wanran asked with a smile looking at the old couple holding hands tightly in the small garden.

"I only believe in fate." Mr. He glanced at the few children who were playing football in the small garden just now. They all ran back to their parents when they were tired from playing. But the kid shouted and surrounded him with a few people, that's life.

People are born differently. Some people are destined to be born with a golden spoon in their mouths, while some people can only work hard at the bottom without knowing what the future holds.

Mr. He replied coldly: "It's like you, who didn't spend the rest of his life with A Yao."

"But I believe in changing fate against the sky." Qi Wanran pushed the old man into the small garden, and stopped beside a bench. This place is sunny, has a good view, and is not windy, so it's just right for you to bask in the sun.

She sat down on the bench beside her and looked at the children who were being led by their parents in the distance. Envy flashed in her eyes. If she also had biological parents, she must have been so happy when she was a child.

"How many people have successfully changed their lives against the sky?" Mr. He looked into the distance, his voice was as indifferent as ever.

"There are so many in the past and present." Qi Wanran's lips curved slightly, his eyes filled with smile and confidence: "Many successful people climb up from the bottom bit by bit. There are not so many people in this world." There are so many wealthy families, and there are not so many golden spoons, most people have always relied on themselves."

Mr. He tilted his head to see the confidence on Qi Wanran's face, he seemed to have been bumped deep in his heart, and was a little shocked.

Few girls she has seen in recent years are so confident.

If she hadn't ruined the marriage that was originally planned for Jing Tingyao, I think I might have changed my opinion of her.

But she prefers.
"Even if there is, you will never be one of them." Mr. He turned his head to look at her with indifference in his eyes. The disgust was there when he first met Qi Wanran, and it hasn't changed until now.

Qi Wanran subconsciously looked away, not because of guilty conscience, but because she felt that in front of the old man, all her inferiority complex seemed to be put on the table, placed under the scorching sun, and there was nowhere to hide.

This feeling is very uncomfortable, especially this person is Jing Tingyao's elder.

Mr. He also stopped talking, and looked around indifferently. Although the sun was shining brightly, it made people feel too deserted.

Qi Wanran sat on the bench and looked around. Only when he was deep in the crowd could he see the freshness and vitality of the people.

After a while, an old lady holding a child's hand came over and saw that there was only one girl sitting on the bench here, and immediately walked towards Qi Wanran: "Girl, is there no one sitting here?"

Qi Wanran smiled at her and shook his head.

The old grandma took the little girl's hand and sat down on the bench. She lowered her head and coaxed the little girl sitting next to her in a low voice: "Mom is going up to get the medicine. Nanxi and grandma are waiting for mom here, okay?"

The little girl nodded obediently, showing her teeth and smiling brightly.

Qi Wanran's body froze for a moment, and a voice suddenly popped up in her mind, very kind and gentle, calling her nannie in a low voice.

That figure was inexplicably familiar to her, but it seemed that it had never appeared in her memory, and she had no impression of it at all.

The old grandma smiled and patted her granddaughter's head, and began to play with the little sweater she hadn't finished knitting yet.

The little girl was also lively, sitting on the bench with her short legs dangling, looking around, her clean eyes fell on the beautiful sister sitting on her left, and she tilted her head to look at her.

Qi Wanran noticed from the corner of his eye that the little girl had been looking at him, she tilted her head to look at her, just in time to meet the little girl's eyes.

The little girl was not shy either, she was grinning happily.

The corners of Qi Wanran's lips curled up, and he smiled and waved to her.

The little girl didn't hide her gaze anymore, and turned to look at her: "Beautiful sister."

Qi Wanran stretched out his hand to touch her head, and said gently, "Hello."

"Hello, pretty sister." The little girl looked up at her with pure and clear eyes.

"Hello, what's your name?" Qi Wanran looked down at her with a gentle voice, as if in front of children, everyone could subconsciously calm down their emotions and voice.

The little girl's grandmother also put down the sweater in her hand, and looked down at her granddaughter: "Tell sister, what's your name."

"Beautiful sister, my name is Nannan." The little girl raised her head and smiled at Qi Wanran.

Qi Wanran was in a trance, niece?So familiar, it seems that someone called her that before.

A figure skipped in Qi Wanran's mind, leaning on crutches and bending over, but she couldn't see the man's face clearly.

"Beautiful sister, beautiful sister." The little girl tilted her head with a puzzled look on her face. Is the beautiful sister distracted?