Chapter 708 She Was Hacked Again

"Yes," the nanny nodded hurriedly, "Miss Yan looks like an eighteen-year-old girl."

Yan Huan couldn't help but burst out laughing, "Young girl, I'm already a young woman. I'm twenty-six years old, and I'm almost three years old. Women are already old when they reach thirty. You tell me, if Lu Yi Will you not be able to recognize me when you see me like this?"

"No," the nanny quickly shook her head, "Mr. Lu's eyes are very scary. He seems to have clairvoyant eyes. No matter how tight you are, he will recognize you."

"Yeah, why did I forget? He will definitely recognize me and won't forget me."

She touched her face, then happily put on a mask and was ready to go out

The nanny stood behind Yan Huan and actually felt sorry for her. With her like this, everyone would think that she was going to see her lover. Yes, she was going to see her lover, but all she could see was a piece of cold ice. tombstone.

Yan Huan got out of the car and went to a flower shop

"I want this," she pointed to a bouquet of very plain chrysanthemums.

"Miss, this flower is for memorial service," the flower shop owner said carefully.

"Well, that's it," Yan Huan took out her wallet from her bag and handed her wallet over, but several of her fingers were frostbitten. It's a pity, such beautiful hands. , why is it frozen like this?

"Please take it," the flower shop owner wrapped the flowers and handed them to Yan Huan.

"Thank you," Yan Huan took it over, held it in his arms, and then walked out. The wind outside became stronger, blowing away the coat on her body and surrounding her face. The scarf blew to the ground.

She was holding the flowers in one hand and going to pick up the scarf with the other.

As a result, a hand was faster than hers, picked up the scarf on the ground, and then picked it up.

"Miss, your scarf," the flower shop owner quickly placed the scarf in front of Yan Huan.

"Thank you," Yan Huan took the scarf and tied it around his neck.

The flower shop owner suddenly opened her mouth wide. "Excuse me," she stuttered and couldn't even say a complete sentence.

"Are you Yan Huan?"

Yan Huan smiled and tied the scarf, "Well, do you recognize it?"

"Ah, it's really Yan Huan," the old store owner quickly covered his mouth, "I'm your fan. I love watching your TV shows and movies the most. I really like watching your White Fox. I have watched the movie five times and watched it several times online. I really can’t get enough of it.”

"Um..." She pointed at her finger, almost jumping with excitement, "Can you sign your name for me?"

"Okay," Yan Huan put down the flowers in her hands. Her smile was very clean and beautiful. She was also the owner of a flower shop and her little heart was jumping. Although she was a woman, she still couldn't help it. This is so beautiful. She deserves to be the fifth most beautiful woman in Asia. This temperament, this feeling, and this skin are all well-deserved. She feels like she is number one even if she is fifth. She is so beautiful.

She quickly ran to her counter, opened the cabinet, and took out a magazine and a pen.

Then he ran over again.

This magazine was taken after Yan Huan finished filming White Fox. It sold quite well at that time, and it was also based on the success of the film White Fox.

She took the pen and signed her name neatly on it.

"Thank you," the flower shop owner hugged the magazine in her hand tightly, reluctant to put it down. This was the first time for her to see her idol up close. She didn't seem to have any makeup on, and she was so beautiful. Her eyes were big, watery, and always misty, almost engulfing her. Oh my god, she tightened her clothes so hard that she wouldn't be able to sleep tonight.

"Um, can I take another photo with you?"

No matter how careful she said, she kept twirling her fingers nervously, fearing that Yan Huan would not agree. She also heard that some celebrities didn't like taking photos with others, and she didn't know if Yan Huan was the same.

"Okay," Yan Huan nodded in agreement. She doesn't have that much arrogance, and she's not a star now. Well, she has passed away. But whether she has passed away or not is not decided by her, but by others. To judge.

The flower shop owner quickly took out her mobile phone and stood with Yan Huan. Then she gestured with scissor hands and took many photos at once. The more she took, the more excited she became. She was about to cry. Today she What the hell kind of luck is this.

There is also such luck. These photos are so precious. Once they are posted to Moments, I don’t know how many likes they will receive.

Yan Huan tied her scarf, and then carefully picked up the flowers on the ground. She held the flowers in her arms carefully, fearing that they would break. She held the bouquet higher, and her face was close to hers. Hua was obviously smiling, but the curvature of her long eyelashes made people feel sad for some unknown reason.

"Miss Yan, are you going to see Mr. Lu?" the flower shop owner asked carefully. In fact, everyone knew that it had been two years since Yan Huan's husband died in the flood, and Yan Huan rarely saw anything. Appearing in front of the screen may also have a lot to do with this.

"Yes," Yan Huan didn't hide anything. It couldn't be said that he was relieved. There were some things that he couldn't let go or untie in this life.

"I'm going to see him." She placed the bouquet in front of her face again. The petals touched her face, giving her a slight chill, just like the wind in early spring, not cold, just right.

She walked out, very thin, almost as thin as if she was blown away by the wind, but her back was always straight, as if nothing in the world could overwhelm her.

The flower shop owner took several more photos of Yan Huan's back, and then sent the photos to his WeChat Moments.

"Who said that Yan Yinghou was pregnant, and Yan Yinghou bought flowers to see her deceased husband. Some feelings cannot disappear, whether they are separated by the end of the world or the corner of the world, or whether they are separated by life or death. I think, I believe in love again.”

There are several photos posted at the back.

Yan Yinghou is still very beautiful. She doesn't wear makeup. When she talks about her husband, her expression is very gentle. Her eyes are like water that can drop. Hidden by long eyelashes, she always looks that easy. A slight injury could be seen.

And these photos were posted on the Internet. Yesterday, it was said that Yan Yinghou was pregnant, and the father of the child was unknown. Some people also said that Yan Huan was pregnant with a ghost fetus. Her husband had been dead for two years, and she was still pregnant.

In short, there are people who say anything, there are people who give blessings, there are people who criticize, and there are even some people who are professional in the navy of other people.