Sun Simiao really doesn’t know what to say.

“What the hell happened?”

At this time, Sun Simiao was really hungry.

Shang Yazhi was so anxious, "You are reading the newspaper. You may not know everything after we said it!"

Open a newspaper and hand it to Sun Simiao.

Sun Simiao had no choice but to look at the opened newspaper.

Then his eyes widened, what's going on?

I saw a huge photo that caught my eye.

Still the full version.

"No, what's going on? Why don't I remember taking pictures?"

Sun Simiao really doesn't remember taking this photo.

"You ask me, who will I ask? I also want to ask where you took the photo. I will introduce it to me, and I will also go and take a photo!"

Shang Yazhi was so envious.

Look, it’s the same man, why can other men do this?

How come this is not to love? This is so much love that I want to tell the whole world!

Any woman will be jealous.

Sun Simiao was very distressed when she stared at the photo. She thought about it for a long time before she remembered what was going on with the photo.

It was when he came back in South Africa. Halfway through, he met a photographer and he insisted that Sun Simiao take a set of photos for her, but He Yiting was a jealous person and was not sure at the time.

The photographer took the price of taking a set of photos for the two of them, and exchanged for a set of landscape paintings that Sun Simiao helped to take.

Unexpectedly, the set of photos at that time were found by He Yiting.

This is a photo of Sun Simiao wearing a white gauze dress standing opposite He Yiting, facing the lightly kiss of an angel under the sunset.

Because it is too beautiful, it looks like it is unreal.

The man was wearing a slim windbreaker and Sun Simiao's lace white gauze dress at that time were indeed like wedding photos.

It makes people want to get married just by looking at it.

"Remember?"

Sui Yingxue also asked.

Sun Simiao nodded. Such photos will definitely be remembered.

"Your He Yiting is amazing. Look, all newspapers, except for these newspapers that cannot be posted on the front page, the rest are giant photos of the front page headlines."

Shang Yazhi spread out all the newspapers and saw the enlarged photo.

I guess no one will not talk about this after today.

"How much does this cost? It's a waste!"

Sun Simiao was calculating how much money she wasted, and everyone stared at her:

"Is this a question of whether or not money or not? This is love! This is the love that everyone dreams of!"

It is so romantic that in this era, except for big stars, even big stars cannot occupy such a good reporting position.

It is the late 1980s, not the twenty-first century.

Gossip is not the right of paparazzi, nor the right of the public.

Not to mention these newspapers that report serious content.

I'm excited to think about it. If anyone goes this time, I'll probably never forget it in my life.

This is love!

The taste of money and the support of rights.

When Sun Simiao saw the photos, she was still stuck in her head.

At least she couldn't believe it when she saw that scene at this time.

Then I opened each copy and read it, and confirmed something.

"Where is He Yiting?"

She just wanted to ask how much money this guy spent.

Did you lose all the money at home?

Just as he was talking about this person, he saw He Yiting coming in with a bouquet of roses.

Everyone screamed, what is this?

Still holding flowers?

It is really rare to see the fiery red rose at this time.

"for you!"

Give the rose to Sun Simiao, then hold her face and kiss it.

This operation.

Even Sun Simiao, who had already come over to the envious age, was a little excited.

When he wanted to ask if he had given all his savings to the newspaper office, he was afraid that all the men's planning would be destroyed, so he had to hold it in.

Don't you know how difficult it is for her?

"Miaomiao, do you like it? You don't want a wedding, but I want to tell the whole world that I, He Yiting's wife, is you!"

This love words.

OK, I can barely give ninety.

"So you did this? You didn't know this would make..."

I couldn't help it, but I still complained.

He Yiting hugged Sun Simiao:

"What's wrong? I, He Yiting, will get married once in my life. Are you not allowed to make a high profile once?"

It makes sense to say it well.

But is it really good for you to do this?

My father and mother are having a divorce, and they are just showing their love in such a high-profile manner. Isn’t they afraid of being beaten to death?

Anyway, Sun Simiao could even know how angry her mother-in-law would be.

"But, you probably have big trouble this time!"

Sun Simiao pointed at the door and then shrank her neck again.

It's really not my own idea. Just don't look for her if you want to settle the accounts.

"He Yiting, you are really amazing!"

In this voice, He Yiting turned to see his grandfather and his father.

"Dad, grandpa!"

He Yiting held Sun Simiao's waist and took the person over.

Sun Simiao and He Siwu called out sweetly, but the old man couldn't express his anger.

So many people are watching.

Miaomiao's face cannot be bad.

Everyone looked at the old man's twisted expression and wanted to laugh.

"Grandpa, my dad and mom lied to me, but they actually cheated me!"

This lawsuit was sued.

Sun Simiao really couldn't stand it anymore.

"He Siwu, make it clear, I really don't know about this. Besides, why do you have the photos of your father and I?"

Did this guy get the point wrong?

"Mom, it was my dad who said I was here too, not what I forced me to do!"

But He Siwu searched all the corners of the photos but couldn't find himself.

It was still Shang Yazhi who couldn't stand the pitiful nephew, so she pulled the person over and pointed at Sun Simiao's belly in the photo:

"You're inside!"

What's going on?
To be continued...