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                                第233章
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                打起来,打起来!
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                然而打起来是不可能打起来的,盛君烈眯眼瞧着叶灵,冷声问道:“你什么毛病?”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                叶灵说:“吃太饱了。”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                一语双关。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                盛君烈气的直磨牙。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                叶灵退开椅子,一回头就看见简云希站在餐厅门口,要笑不笑地看着他们,她眼底掠过一抹讥笑。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                经过简云希身边时,她脚步停了停,用只有两人听得见的音量说:“简小姐不要脸的行径真是让我大开眼界。”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                简云希的脸颊霎时红白交错,烫的惊人。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                叶灵走了。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                盛君烈看见简云希,发现她脸上的巴掌印似乎更明显了些,脸颊也红的快要滴血。
                                
                                        
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                “云希,你怎么了?”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                简云希回神,看着盛君烈,她摇了摇头,“没、没怎么......”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                “过来吃饭吧,你忙了一晚上,都还没怎么吃。”盛君烈说。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                简云希走进餐厅,在盛夫人旁边坐下。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                盛夫人瞥了她一眼,她自然不知道刚才桌下发生的事,她给简云希夹菜,“云希,快吃。”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                简云希拿起筷子,却食慾全无。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                这顿饭真是吃的她糟心透了!
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                她放下筷子,说:“伯母,我吃饱了,您慢慢吃。”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                盛夫人看了看她碗里几乎没怎么动过,她担忧地看着她的脸,她半边脸还是肿的。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                “云希,你这脸被谁打的,下手也忒狠了吧?”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                简云希侧了侧头,有意遮掩脸上的伤,“我、我不小心撞的。”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                “嗳,那可撞的不轻,脸都撞肿了。云希,你走路可要小心点,你现在可是大明星,要是被狗仔拍到,还不知道要怎么编排你的是非。”盛夫人说。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                简云希猜不透盛夫人是真关心还是假关心,她应了一声,“嗯。”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                盛夫人又说:“那你待会儿拿冰块敷一敷脸,这么如花似玉的一张脸,肿着可不好看了。”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                “好。”简云希又侧了侧头。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                她可以拿脸上的巴掌印在盛君烈面前卖惨,却不想被盛夫人看轻。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                盛夫人也没有一直戳人痛处的癖好,提了两句就自顾自的继续吃饭,她喝了一口盛君烈赞不绝口的奶油土豆浓汤。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                眉头轻皱,咸腻腻的,不是她的菜,她就把碗放下了,端起杯子喝了口水,冲淡唇齿间那股腻味。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                吃完饭,外头的雨势小了,司机打来电话,说已经到地下停车场了。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                叶灵在客厅看电视,见盛夫人要走,她连忙站起来,“妈,雨这么大,要不您今晚就在这里住下吧。”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                盛夫人拿了自己的东西往玄关走,“我择床睡不好,没事,司机在楼下等着,我让他开慢点。”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                “那我送您下楼。”叶灵快步走过去。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                盛夫人一边穿鞋一边说:“不用送,你忙了一天了,歇着吧。”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                叶灵还是坚持要送,她换了双小白鞋,跟着盛夫人出了门。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                进了电梯,盛夫人埋怨道:“都让你别送了你还送,你不知道云希对君烈什么心思啊?”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                她也不知道该说她心大还是缺心眼,明知道简云希对君烈的心思,还敢让她来家里和君烈独处,也不怕他们处着处着旧情复燃。

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