A Star Reborn: The Queen’s Return

Xia Wei did not find that the orchid was transferred to the bag.

Her days are busy and peaceful, and she tortures her with the defending voice every day in the studio. When she returns home, she eats delicious food made by Li Lei. The hair is wrapped around the hair and the hair is quiet.

Just sometimes, there will be nightmares.

I dreamt of a small baby abandoned in the garbage dump, buried in countless rubbish, smashed into meat, and even the crying was weak. In the middle of the night, she often cried and woke up.

At this time, Li Lei hugged her, gently patted her back and softly appease: "Small, everything is gone, I know you are very sad. I will always be with you."

She burst into tears: "I haven't passed, I haven't been able to send my child to the final stage." Unlike her bright daylight in the spotlight, she is so painful that she misses her son. . How destiny is fate, her child died just over a hundred days, if it can last for a month, even if only one month... Li Lei has already killed the emperor and rescued their mother and son.

She curled up and recited the child's name, crying so eagerly.

Li Lei has nothing to do but can only accompany her for a long time.

Xia Wei regretted that when her child died, she was hospitalized with abdominal injuries. She did not go to the scene, and she could not even see his little body as an ashes. He is so small, when a person is sent to the incinerator, will he be afraid? Will you cry and want your mother?

Thinking like this, her tears fell again.

"I will accompany you to see him?" Li Lei asked. He didn't know where the child's ashes were placed, and he planned to find someone to look for.

Xia Wei shook his head gently. "He hasn't been buried yet." The child was rushed to rush, and then Tianyi yelled at the Emperor. The scorpion was too busy to parry and simply ignored the funeral of the child on the name. And her wounds have not been good, and she has no strength to deal with many of these things.

It was dragged down.

"I just chose to leave him a good day for a few days after I was discharged from hospital." Xia Wei said, "After half a month, he can be buried in the earth. I... I have to give him a funeral."

Li Lei softly asked: "Is the grave selected?"

Xia Wei said: "Hey... he chose." Although he is not a child of Yan Ziheng, he does not allow her to intervene to choose the grave. The family is a world-famous giant, and there is a lot of attention to the wind and water. Although the early child can not be buried in the grave after death, he must also find a tomb that does not collide with the family fortune.

The family has its own grave sergeant, and all this is up to him.

Li Lei is also a family of the family, and his grandfather believes in these, he is more or less stunned, knowing the taboos of Yan Ziheng. "The time is running out, he should have chosen the cemetery. Xiao Xiao, I will ask you for him."

Xia Wei did not want him to intervene. However, he thought that he was the child's biological father, but he would never know the child's life. Perhaps this intervention is the only thing he can do for his children, and he agrees. Li Lei went to find the scorpion Heng negotiations, but it was not very smooth, and Zizi Heng looked at him coldly: "Call Xiaoxiao himself."

Li Lei is not happy: "She is very sad and has a hard time."

“Is the heart beat?” Yan Ziheng’s voice is low. “I see her recent news, and it’s recording songs and interviews. Where do you care?”

In his voice, there is a sneak sarcasm, so that Li Lei’s heart is so angry that he “is not worthy of love.” Xiao Yan is such a proud person, will he write true sadness on his face? She does not want to be laughed at by people, and she does not want to be left behind. Only in the midnight dream, she is tortured by a nightmare, and it is difficult to suppress herself.

Zhai Ziheng heard his words, and his look was more chilly: "Either ask her to ask, or roll." My family's children were buried, and there was no one outside. He looked at the child's biological father, but he was so cold and cold as if he was his biological father. The man’s self-esteem does not allow him to reveal the truth to Li Lei. Instead, he says: “She is the child born for me.”

Li Lei was poked in the dead hole, clenched his fist and watched Zizi Heng go far.

When I got home, Xia Wei greeted me: "How?"

Looking at the anxiety of her eyebrows, Li Lei said, "He refuses to talk to me. Xiao Yan, he wants you to go."

Xia Wei did not expect this to be the result. Think carefully, but it is reasonable. Zhai Ziheng is so overbearing, and doing anything does not allow others to defy his will. The unnatural face of the child's day emerged in front of her eyes. Her Wei Wei closed her eyes and whispered, "Okay, I will go by myself."

"I will send you." Li Lei said.

The super-performance modified off-road vehicle opened to the door of the Ziziheng Villa and stopped.

Going back here, Xia Wei is separated from the world, looking at the beautiful red brick wall, ivy and roses, and the familiar scenery is familiar and strange. Zhou Ma greeted her at the door of the villa: "Mrs. No, Miss Ye, you are here. Mr. is waiting for you in the house, please come with me."

Li Lei will follow in.

Zhou Ma stopped him: "Mr. Li, our husband said, I don't welcome you."

Li Lei frowned, and some worried about watching Xia Wei. Xia Wei is not surprised by Zi Ziheng's attitude, but he does not give up, said to Zhou Ma: "Trouble you to let him in, I want to listen to him to choose the tomb to bury."

Zhou Ma’s heart has long guessed that Li Lei is the child’s biological father. He feels that he is also pitiful. His own biological child can’t participate in the funeral discussion. However, Mr. is even more pitiful, helping him to raise his wife and children for more than a year, and at the end of the day, the chickens will be beaten and the people will go to the building.

She can no longer look at this pair of loving ones, stimulating Mr. Sen's sensitive nerves.

Zhou Ma insisted: "You can only go in alone, Miss Ye."

"I am waiting for you outside." Li Lei said, the voice is very gentle. "Call me if there is anything." Today, she is suffering with a painful understanding of the child’s burial. There is no need to be in these small things. Disputes on the issue, adding a lot of unpleasantness and twists and turns. Although Li Lei does not like to wait outside, but only sacrifices.

Xia Xi looked at him hesitantly.

"Go." He smiled at her comfortably.

Xia Wei turned around and was a little uncertain as Zhou Ma walked in.

Passing through the living room on the first floor, I went to the study room on the second floor. In the study room, Zhai Ziheng placed a sand table on the thick rosewood long table. The sand table is a cemetery map, marking the mountains and rivers, facing the direction. He is sitting behind this sand table. Seeing that Xia Wei walked in, his voice was low and dull: "Small."

She stood straight in front of him, her back slightly tightened, and she looked alert.

"See you again." His voice contained an unclear meaning.