in the room.

Jiao Yang followed Leng Zimo into the study, walked to the window casually, looked at the night outside, and turned his face to look at Leng Zimo again, "Don't hesitate, say it!" ”

Leng Zimo specially called him in, definitely not to get any cigars, and the two of them knew this.

Walking over and handing him a cigar, Leng Zimo stood by the window, looking at Luo Xiaoqian's figure on the grass in the distance, "You still love her, don't you?" ”

Jiao Yang played with the cigar he gave himself and asked rhetorically, "Is this question important?" ”

Leng Zimo turned his face, looked at him with a deep gaze, and asked a second question, "If you were to marry her now, would you be willing?" ”

Jiao Yang's fingers playing with the cigar stiffened, turned his face, and a pair of ink eyes also looked at Leng Zimo deeply, "What's wrong with you?" ”

How much this man loves Luo Xiaoqian, Jiao Yang knows best, he will never give up Luo Xiaoqian.

But now, this man, who would never give up Luo Xiaoqian, asked him if he was willing to marry Luo Xiaoqian, which was too abnormal.

Leng Zimo's pair of eyes looked at him deeply, "You answer my question first." ”

Jiao Yang's long eyebrows furrowed, pursed his lips, and he turned his face to look at Luo Xiaoqian on the grass outside the window, "She won't agree." ”

"I'm asking you!" Leng Zimo's voice became deeper and deeper, "If she is willing to marry you, are you willing?" ”

"I said, she wouldn't agree!" Jiao Yang said in a deep voice.

"What about you, do you think?" Leng Zimo asked.

Jiao Yang's voice rose suddenly, "That's right, I think, I love her, I want to take her for myself in my dreams, even if she is now Mrs. Leng and has your child in her belly, I still want her, are you satisfied with this answer?!" ”

Before he met her, he could have whatever he wanted.

Fame, fortune, woman, prestige, status......

He has all the things that a man wants.

However, he was still empty.

It wasn't until he got to know her that he knew what fulfillment and true presence were.

Sorry for her, lost her soul because of her disappearance, and even helped her to get the man she wanted, he was not a great man, he was never great, he just loved her and wanted her to be happy, that's all.

Zhilu said that what she wanted was not him, he let go, and he would be at ease when he saw her smiling happily in his arms.

But there is always unwillingness in his heart, the only woman he has really loved after living for thirty years, how could he not want to have it?!

Leng Zimo took a deep breath, "If I die, take good care of her!" ”

"You ......" Jiao Yang was shocked.

Leng Zimo squinted his eyes slightly and looked at Luo Xiaoqian on the grass downstairs, "I know that I am a little selfish like this, but I think, you can understand my feelings, if I die, marry her, and spoil her like me, everything I have will be transferred to her name, I know that you are not short of money, I just hope to give her the best life." ”

Jiao Yang took a step forward and looked at him with slightly squinted eyes, "What happened to you?!" ”

Leng Zimo raised his palm and pointed to his head, "Here...... I have a tumour and I don't have much time left. ”

"What?!" Jiao Yang could hardly believe his ears, "How is this possible." ”

"I don't believe it myself, probably because God thinks I don't deserve her." Leng Zimo raised the corners of his lips self-deprecatingly, and smiled bitterly.