The bright moon hung high, and the cold moonlight reflected on the fragrant sandalwood tea table through the slightly drawn curtains.

Feng Zhongxu sat at one end of the tea table, quietly looking at the green smoke rising from the purple clay pot, and saw Feng Xuanyu hang up the phone before slowly closing the lid of the pot, pouring him a cup of tea and pushing it in front of him.

Looking at his son carefully, the neat ends of his hair were quietly pressed against his forehead, just like his temper, calm, but somewhat mixed with some grotesqueness.

Feng Xuanyu, who came back, picked up the teacup and didn't say anything, and didn't say a word about the important things said on the phone.

"Is it solo?Is there something wrong with calling so late?" asked Kazezhong Xu lightly, still in his usual tone, but his tone was more dull than dull, as if he sensed that a storm was coming.

"Well, I've bothered you lately. "I didn't see it too much, but I couldn't help but hear a little debt from him.

Maybe he should really apologize for what happened in the future.

"Shaochen should be staying here recently, you and your mother will have to worry a lot. ”

Feng Zhongxu smiled, "What's the bother, you see that your mother is happy and can't wait to be with Shaochen every day, but is there really no problem with Xi'er? He was still worried about An Yuxi.

"Just because I am reluctant...."Feng Xuanyu's words are full of too many meanings, it is because he is reluctant that he insists on tying An Shaochen to his side, and it is because he is reluctant that he can't look at An Yuxi's "happiness" with peace of mind.

The hot tea ran down his throat, a little burning, but he didn't push it away.

After An Yuxi left, he formed a sick thought, and every bit of pain he would feel that it was God's cruel punishment to him, and he gladly accepted it without complaining.

The warm current entered his heart, filling the loneliness brought to him by the cold moonlight, and he was very crowded with the emptiness that poured out of his heart, and he urgently needed a little comfort from the dreamlike deep pear vortex.

Xi'er, what you want, whether it is five years ago or five years later, whether it is against your heart or sincerely, I will give it to you.

With his hand in his pocket, he silently opened the box hidden inside, and brushed it over and over again along the lines of the ring.

The ring was picked up, and when An Yuxi threw the ring out, his whole heart was sad, and a thick red pain crushed his body.

Put down his body, gather his self-esteem, in exchange for this fate, God knows why he was injured and why his nerves were confused, after seeing An Yuxi and Luo Mingze together, he would go crazy and drive back to the moon mark, and look for a ring in the lavender field with a light all night.

It was dark, the color of his heart, the mud stained his noble shirt, and the notes were scarred on his sturdy arms, and he had spent hours with his head down and his waist down, scrutinizing every place with a flashlight.

His eyes were sore, and he almost collapsed when he stood up, but when he found the ring, he was more excited than to find his life.

Yes, it's a life, and this ring is exchanged for life, and it's not fake.

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The atmosphere in the Ling family was much more sluggish, An Yuxi sat on the sofa and smiled, the corners of her mouth did not stop from the moment she entered the house, the corners of her mouth were almost stiff, and she kept repeating an action, even when she wanted to put it down.

Luo Mingze sat beside her, clasping her hands tightly, looking at the smile on the corner of her mouth, but his heart was bitter to the extreme, listening to her talking aimlessly, slightly twisting his brows to reveal his distress.

He knew that An Yuxi didn't want to pass on the bitterness in her heart to her family who was by her side, even if she was tired, she resisted it in the bottom of her heart.

Luo Mingze didn't want to break the warmth and harmony she had created, catered to her and gave her a warm smile, but helplessly lowered the corners of her mouth when she turned her head.

There is no way, whether it is the law firm or the Feng family, he has almost thought of all the methods he can think of, Feng Xuanyu's strength is much greater than he thought, or if he doesn't find another way, it is almost impossible to win the lawsuit.

Huang Fuqing sat on the side and looked at her daughter, feeling extremely uncomfortable, her reddish eyes were full of other strange expressions besides self-blame, worry, self-blame, and ......

If it weren't for Ling Ruoche pressing her arm on the side, it is estimated that she would have rushed up to protect An Yuxi in her arms, why did her daughter have to suffer so much?

Now she even wanted Ling Ruoche to stop the crazy actions in his mind, why did she have to ask An Yuxi to return to Feng Xuanyu's side, all she wanted was her daughter's happiness, no matter who could give her this happiness.

The truth, the truth, she wanted to say it now, the tears that gradually overflowed around her pupils scalded her entire eyes, and the gaze that looked at An Yuxi gradually became affectionate and affectionate.

The torture in her heart, and the guilt of squeezing the thoughts that had been squeezed, finally broke through her eyes, and the flowing water fell silently like beads of broken threads, dripping on Ling Ruoche's arm.

"We won't fight this lawsuit, Kaoru ....." Huang Fuqing's words were only halfway through, Ling Ruoche tightened her brows, her dark and narrow eyes darkened, and she immediately pressed her body and stopped her, saying, "Mom, Xi'er is tired, you let her go to the room to rest first." ”

Ling Ruoche squinted meaningfully and nodded slightly at Huang Fuqing, trying to stabilize her emotions.

At the same time, he also received the anxiety that flowed out of Huang Fuqing's eyes, so he said to Luo Mingze: "Ze, you take Xi'er upstairs first." ”

Luo Mingze also saw that something was wrong, Huang Fuqing's excitement was definitely for another reason, but politeness was paramount, he still agreed to Ling Ruoche's request, and now An Yuxi really needs to rest.

Without waiting for An Yuxi to say anything, he helped An Yuxi up the stairs.

Hearing the door closed, Ling Ruoche dismissed the maid and asked Huang Fuqing to sit firmly and calm her emotions, "Mom, I know that you are for Xi'er's good, but you are doing this now will only make her destroy her heart, Shaochen, we can help her get it back, I will ask for it, and Feng Xuanyu will also stop, but can you really bear to see Xi'er continue like this?"

"What if it goes on like this, Ze, this child is gentle enough, considerate enough, and can make your sister happy, why do you have to be paranoid that Feng Xuanyu is the most suitable person for her. The people upstairs who Gu Nian, Huang Fuqing also lowered his voice slightly, but his tone was also full of dissatisfaction with Ling Ruoche.

"You deliberately matched Xi'er and Feng Xuanyu, why did you let Luo Mingze be with her in the first place, so that no matter who Xi'er was with in the end, she would live with a heavy sense of guilt for the rest of her life. ”

Ling Ruoche frowned, he never had arrogance when talking to Huang Fuqing, he would be obedient if he was reasonable, he felt that this was the greatest respect for his mother, but something was unusual.

Sometimes he also feels that he is too hypocritical, but the times are different, if he knew five years ago that Feng Xuanyu would abandon his sister because he was looking for the real culprit, then he would definitely not do everything possible to leave China with An Yuxi.

In the end, he still obeyed what he had always thought in his heart, he was an assertive person, and the things he thought of would always be a blueprint planned in his mind, and then bite it step by step.

"With my understanding of Feng Xuanyu, he will definitely not be negative again. ”

His determination undoubtedly increased the long-squeezed anger in Huang Fuqing's heart, not because he was prejudiced against Feng Xuanyu, but because he was too reluctant to let his daughter go.

Obviously, his daughter can already come to the bitter end, why do you have to step on the thorns again because of the suitability and sincerity that her son thinks is appropriate?

Glaring at Ling Ruoche with resentment, he raised his right hand and opened the big hand attached to his back, "Ling Ruoche, Feng Xuanyu is your brother, but the tortured one upstairs is my poor daughter, your biological sister..."

This sentence completely aroused Huang Fuqing's inextricable emotions, the corners of his mouth trembled and stared at Ling Ruoche for a moment, his voice slowly turned from loud and angry to whimpering and blaming himself, distressed, all distressed....

The tears in the corners of her eyes could no longer be contained, accompanied by all her bitterness, this is her endless debt to her daughter who has been missing for more than ten years....

Upstairs it was her biological daughter, five years ago, but her biological daughter couldn't be recognized in front of her.

Hearing that sentence of godmother, but who knows how much pain her heart has, she wants to rush up and tell her every time, I am your real mother, your biological mother.

Your name is Ling Ruoxun, not An Yuxi, your surname is Ling, and you are my baby daughter.

Huang Fuqing's high-pitched voice couldn't hear anything through the door, but she could also hear her anger.

An Yuxi, who had just been lying down, couldn't help but be a little worried when he heard the movement downstairs, so he asked Luo Mingze to take a look.

The upstairs door opened quietly, but the people downstairs didn't notice it.

Ling Ruoche saw the tears in his mother's eyes, and his sharp eyes also showed a rare apology.

"I have never forgotten my intention to return to China five years ago, even if An Yuxi can no longer remember the faint memories before the age of twelve, she is also a relative in the same vein as me. I also want to say it all, to announce to the whole world that my sister is not dead, and that it was only a female corpse of the same body that died more than ten years ago, but no. ”

Ling Ruoche's hand hung down at his side, clenched, and released, repeatedly trying to restrain his emotions, his voice returned to calm, but because of the anger deposited in his chest, his voice sounded even lower, "The real culprit has not been found out yet, and telling Xun'er her identity now can only add to her crisis." ”

The words downstairs rang in Luo Mingze's ears, and he felt a thunderbolt of a sunny day slash at him in vain, Mo Che's eyes lost their spirituality, and he turned around to look at An Yuxi's room with wide eyes.

An Yuxi is Ling Ruoxun, the girl that Feng Xuanyu began to fall in love with, how could there be such a coincidence.

It's like God played a big joke on him.