Li Shao's little cute wife

Han Meiya subconsciously raised her hand to touch her face, and said with a forced smile, "I've been busy with work, I haven't had a good rest, and my complexion is a bit pale."

Lu Qiuyun sighed, and said, "Qiuming is gone, you have suffered such a big blow, it's really hard for you."

Han Meiya said: "After he left, I was depressed all the time, so I used work to numb myself."

"Then won't your health break down like this?" Lu Qiuyun persuaded her, "Meiya, isn't a person's life just going back and forth? Qiuming is gone, no matter how uncomfortable you are, he will never come back. You have to fight for yourself. Alive!"

"Yes, sister, I have only recently started to feel better."

"Find a boyfriend, so you won't be thinking about Qiumen all the time. Someone will accompany you and love you, and you will come out!"

Han Meiya smiled and said, "I'm so busy with work every day, I don't have time to find a boyfriend."

"Time is like water in a sponge, if you squeeze it, there will always be some. Otherwise, you still want to never get married for the rest of your life?" Lu Qiuyun said with a reproachful smile.

Han Meiya also smiled in agreement, but did not speak.

"Meiya, I think Qiuming will be happy to see you have a boyfriend."

"I think he will." Han Meiya looked at the winter day outside the window, on the snow, it seemed that Qiuming was standing there, wearing a white down jacket, with his hands in his pockets, looking at her with a smile on his face.

Facing the floor-to-ceiling windows, she also smiled slightly.

Qiuming nodded at her, then turned and left.

Han Meiya looked at Qiuming, who gradually disappeared into the white mist.

"Hey, Meiya!" Lu Qiuyun waved his hand in front of her eyes and asked, "What are you looking at?"

Han Meiya looked away, smiled slyly and said, "Look at Qiuming."

"Huh? Did you see Qiuming?" Lu Qiuyun looked towards the place she had just seen, but there was nothing there.

"Sister, look, I can't see it. Qiuming only appeared in front of my eyes." Han Meiya said mischievously.

After chatting, I checked out and left the cafe.

"Sister, when will you go back to China?"

"Tomorrow. What about you?"

"I have to stay for two more days." After Han Meiya finished speaking, she stepped forward and hugged Lu Qiuyun, and said reluctantly, "Sister, take good care of yourself!"

"You too. Remember to notify me when you get married. I'll come and see you in your wedding dress on behalf of Qiuming."

"Okay." Han Meiya said with tears in her eyes, her voice choked with sobs.

After breaking up with Lu Qiuyun, Han Meiya went back to the hotel.

Song Huaiqian has already returned, sitting on the sofa in the hotel lobby, watching the people coming and going.

Han Meiya saw him at a glance, smiled and walked towards him.

"When did you come back?"

"It's been an hour. Where did you go? Why did you come back?" Song Huaiqian asked.

"I didn't expect to meet a friend and chat all afternoon."

"Really? So destined? Do I know each other?"

"do not know."

After meeting Han Meiya and Lu Qiuyun, she comforted her and felt a lot more relaxed, and her obsession with Qiuming also became lighter.

Song Huaiqian also noticed her change and said, "You look in a good mood."

"Well, it's alright."

"Go, take you to a place." He stood up and took her hand naturally.

Han Meiya asked curiously, but she didn't break free, so she let him lead her, walked out of the hotel with him, got in the car and left.

The car drove down the road and drove forward.

Han Meiya asked curiously, "Where are you taking me?"

"My house." Song Huaiqian said.

"Your home? Do you still have a property in country C?" This Han Meiya didn't expect it, she just thought she was here on a business trip.

Song Huaiqian nodded and said, "It's a house left to me by my grandfather."

"Is that very valuable?"

"is acceptable."

After walking for about 30 minutes, the car stopped in front of a European-style house.

"Wow, the house looks beautiful."

"Come on, let's go in and have a look." Song Huaiqian and Han Meiya pushed open the small wooden door of the courtyard and entered.

The house is in a well-regulated European style, not too fancy, but it looks very warm.

There was an old housekeeper who called out respectfully to Song Huaiqian: "Hi, young master."

"This is Miss Han." He introduced.

"Hi Miss Han."

The old housekeeper asked Song Huaiqian: "Young Master, are you eating now?"

"Now."

Han Meiya asked: "You brought me here to treat me to dinner?"

"Yes." Song Huaiqian took her to the restaurant.

The butler brought the steak wine.

Han Meiya pursed her lips and said with a smile, "It's kind of like that."

"Of course, treat you to dinner, how can I fool you?"

Song Huaiqian poured red wine for her and said, "This is the red wine from my winery, you can try it."

Han Meiya picked up the wine glass, shook it twice, and took a sip.

"Well, it's delicious."

Song Huaiqian showed a satisfied smile on his face, and while cutting the steak, he said to her: "Tomorrow, I will finish my work in the morning, and I will be fine in the afternoon. What are your plans?"

"Well, I signed up for a skiing group, which will leave at six o'clock tomorrow morning and come back at two o'clock in the afternoon."

"Is that so, can't it be the day after tomorrow? I want to go skiing with you." Song Huaiqian asked.

Han Meiya said: "My group tomorrow will not focus on skiing. There will be snowmobiles, Erhala sleds, and other gadgets. Let's sign up for a skiing group the day after tomorrow."

Song Huaiqian ate the steak, thought for a while, and said, "That's fine. But, you still have to pay attention to safety."

When I was about to eat, I don’t know where the melodious music came from.

Han Meiya turned her head to look around, and asked with a smile, "Where did the music come from? Why did it suddenly play music?"

"Maybe it's the old butler, can he hear it? Every day at this time, he will listen to some waltz, tango and so on."

"Strangely, it's emotional."

Song Huaiqian put down the knife and fork, stood up, and said to her, "Let's not waste this beautiful music."

He walked up to Han Meiya, bowed slightly, stretched out his hand, and asked seriously: "Miss Han, can I invite you to dance?"

Han Meiya also looked good, stood up gracefully, put her hand in his palm lightly, and said softly: "I am very willing."

At this time, the music was playing waltz.

The two held hands together.Song Huaiqian lowered his eyes to look at her, but she raised her head slightly and looked back at him.Both of them had smiles on their faces, and their feet moved back and forth with their steps.

"You dance well, do you often dance?" Song Huaiqian asked jokingly.

Han Meiya turned around and replied, "I have won awards before."

"Oh? So powerful?"

"Others, I will too."

Song Huaiqian looked at the confident smile on her face and the joy in his eyes. He felt that it was really the right time to bring her here today.When she was happy, he was happy too.