This house is much better than Qiqi imagined.

"You see, the layout of this house is similar. Shall we go and take a look at the fifth floor?"

"No need to look at it, I want this one."

Qiqi turned around and said to Zhang Jingwen happily,

"I like this arrangement. The neighbors are old acquaintances, so it's just right for me to take care of them."

As soon as she finished saying this, Qiqi suddenly thought of something.

No, Lu Ziqi is Yan Chenbei's old subordinate, he should be familiar with Yan Chenbei. Living here, will Yan Chenbei's identity be exposed?

Thinking of this, Qiqi turned her head and glanced at Yan Chenbei.

"That's it."

Yan Chenbei's eyes were full of doting as he looked at her.

"Okay, this is the one I'll take."

Qiqi also figured it out.

Yan Chenbei will come back sooner or later.

He has to build up his strength slowly.

Lu Ziqi, it shouldn't be a bad thing to start with his old subordinates.

"I have borrowed the tea. Come sit in my room and have a cup of tea."

Qiqi originally wanted to say she couldn’t go.

Zhang Cuihua had already strode over, and her plump arms tightly embraced Qiqi's neck. She was taller than Qiqi.

"Come on, Qiqi. I've prepared your favorite pumpkin seeds especially for you."

What else can Qiqi say? Just go and sit for a while.

As soon as I entered the door, the smell of pickled vegetables hit my nose.

Zhang Cuihua loves pickled vegetables the most, and her house is filled with pickled vegetable jars of all sizes.

The house is full and there are things everywhere.

There were clothes of adults and children thrown on the chairs.

Zhang Cuihua has always been careless and her life is rough.

"Sister Wan Hong, have you brewed the tea?"

After everyone was seated, Zhang Cuihua shouted towards the kitchen.

"All right."

A charming voice came.

Why does this voice sound so familiar?

Qiqi frowned.

A young woman in a green dress with white floral patterns came out from the kitchen carrying a tray.

She was tall, with a fair face, long wavy hair, a glass hairpin behind her head, and a pair of beige leather shoes. This outfit was very eye-catching in the 1980s.

That face is so familiar to the core.

Qiqi looked at the man coldly as he walked over.

Put the tray on the table, look up, smile and greet everyone.

"Have some tea, this is a gift from our friend Wan Hong..."

Before he could even utter the word Guanyin, his handsome face instantly turned pale.

"Liang Qiqi?"

"Lianghongguo?"

When enemies meet, their eyes turn red with envy.

A solemn and murderous atmosphere filled the room.

Liang Hongguo, she came out of prison many years ago, holding Liu Yuzhu's urn and left, and no news about her has been heard since then.

Why is she here?

Qiqi thought, just now she heard Liang Hongguo say: Our Wan Hong...

It seems that Liang Hongguo came to find Zhao Wanhong and married him.

"How will you be here?"

Liang Hongguo's voice was a little cold, but his expression had returned to normal.

Qiqi thought to herself that Liang Hongguo had changed after not seeing her for a few years. She had actually learned to hide her emotions.

"Why I am here has nothing to do with you, and you don't need to care about it. But you, you are still married to Zhao Wanhong."

Qiqi also restrained her emotions.

"Do you know?"

Zhang Cuihua was a rough person and did not feel any hostility between the two.

"Aren't you dead?"

Liang Hongguo's gaze shifted from Qiqi to Yan Chenbei.

When she saw Yan Chenbei for the first time, she was shocked.

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