Love is not a widow: I love to tell the past (3)

Before the words could be spoken, Louis Widow could not react, and her lips were already covering his sexy thin lips.

It doesn't matter if he gets married or not.

It doesn't matter how many people in this world are against them being together.

It doesn't matter what kind of eyes he will look at him and her and the child.

As long as they are together, they will be able to give their children a complete and happy home.

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The place where I met Lan Xiting was Lan Ximo's villa, so I also met Lan Ximo and his wife Xiao Mingzhu.

Xiao Mingzhu's eyesight is not good, it seems that she had an accident when she was a child, resulting in blindness, Lan Ximo has been looking for a way to cure her eyes all these years, but to no avail; After two surgeries, she was only able to see the figure a little, and she couldn't see it clearly, she didn't want to toss anymore, and Lan Ximo had no choice but to give up.

The purpose of this meeting is self-evident.

Before meeting Louis Ying and Lan Mufei, Lan Xiting, Lan Ximo, Lan Muze, and Xiao Mingzhu sat down and talked for a while.

Xiao Mingzhu doesn't express any opinions, just listens; Lan Ximo and Lan Muze didn't want to meddle in other people's mothers and sons' wars, especially since the Lan family had been out of the political circle for many years, and they intervened again, first of all, the elders didn't want to, and they didn't want to do it themselves.

Lan Muze said: "If Lan Mufei is really our sister-in-law now, the brothers will definitely help you to the end; But now that people are fighting with others and other people's mothers, we are involved, it's not appropriate! If they knew, they would have cut us! ”

Lan Ximo didn't speak, but he agreed with Lan Muze's words, if such a thing can be mixed up, it won't be mixed!

Lan Xiting smoked in silence, his brows were tightly locked, and there was a determined light in his eyes, and after a long time, he said in a hoarse voice: "Then only I will figure it out myself." ”

Lan Muze was anxious, "She has nothing to do with you...... What are you trying to do for her? ”

"Nothing." Lan Xiting's thin and good-looking lips spit out smoke rings, and his voice was hoarse: "I just don't want to see that there is such a thing as a * because of the identity background and can't finally become a family." ”

Lan Muze was silent, and glanced at Lan Ximo, knowing in his heart that he was thinking about Sangyu.

For so many years, he has never let go of Sangyu; He can't be with Sang Yu because of his identity and blood, so he doesn't want to see other people he loves, he can be together, but he has to be forced to separate because of things like identity and family background.

Xiao Mingzhu, who had been silent, pulled her husband's sleeve and said in a light voice, "Help them." ”

Lan Ximo held her hand: "...... Pearl. ”

"Do you remember Xu Bunuan?" Xiao Mingzhu's pupils reflect the light, and the light is less cold and withdrawn when she was young, and she is a lot gentler at the moment, "When she met her mother Pingshui, no matter how much trouble her mother had, she still helped out!" Now that we have the ability to help others, why should we say no? ”

Lan Ximo's eyes oozed a gentle light, interlocked with her fingers, and whispered a word: "Good!" ”

Two to one, Lan Muze only has a minority that obeys the majority - help!

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When four men come together, there are many things to talk about, politics, economics, cars, women.

These Lan Mufei and Xiao Mingzhu were not interested, Xiao Mingzhu invited her to walk around, and Lan Mufei happily followed.

The garden is paved all the way with blind people's roads, Xiao Mingzhu has walked thousands of times, and she is very familiar with it, and she walks like flying; Lan Mufei was frightened to see it, for fear that she would bump into it or trip over.

Xiao Mingzhu smiled shallowly, "Although I can't see it, I can hear it and feel it; Besides, not a single plant or tree here is likely to hurt me. ”

Lan Mufei looked at the arrangement of this garden, and then looked at the road under her feet, showing a shallow smile, "Your husband is very attentive to you!" ”

"He's not very attentive to you!"

Lan Mu's scarlet eyes looked at Louis Yingwidow who was talking to them, his eyes just looked at her, although the distance was far away, she still caught the affection at the bottom of his eyes, and her heart was warm.

"He really cares about me."

For her sake, she abandoned her noble title, came to a strange capital, started everything anew, gave up her identity and name, and regarded her as a wife even if she could not register her marriage.

He has paid too much for her.

In this meeting, Lan Mufei and Lan Xiting did not speak alone, but there are some things that don't need to be spoken, everyone understands.

One is willing to help, the other is being helped.

One is kind, the other is grateful.

The friendship of gentlemen is as light as water, and on the long road of life, it is not a kind of luck to meet such a friend who is willing to help.

Louis Ying and Lan Xiting went to see the people of the government AA Mansion, Lan Mufei was learning to knit sweaters in the hotel, and he was really bored and went down for a walk, and he didn't go far, for fear that he would be in a hurry if he came back and couldn't see him.

Most of China's business is negotiated at the wine table, and if you want to ask someone for help, you will inevitably have a treat; Louis Widow came back late every day, smelling of alcohol.

Lan Xiting and Lan Muze are not much better, Lan Ximo promised Xiao Mingzhu to quit smoking and drinking, so he will not come forward for such a meeting.

Lan Mufei was glad that he came with him, otherwise he would not even have someone around who could take care of him after he was drunk.

Sometimes he drank too much, and when he came back, he fell asleep, and if he was still conscious, he would inevitably kiss/kiss/touch/touch, and eat her up and down; What made her most helpless was that he didn't want to wear that thing, saying that he wanted a child.

Others want children to quit drinking, but he is fine, he wants children, and he drinks heavily every night.

The drunk Louis Ying is more childlike than a child, Lan Mufei can't refuse at all, and there is nothing she can do with him. I thought I shouldn't be so lucky, so I was in the middle of the meeting a few times.

In about half a month, the dredging that should be dredged, the people who should be seen have been seen, and everything in Beijing, including Shanghai, has gone smoothly.

Originally, the loan that the bank did not release was also put down smoothly because of the Lan family.

Louis Ying expressed his gratitude, in addition to feasting the three brothers of the Lan family for dinner, he also gave Xiao Mingzhu a set of valuable jewelry.

At the wine table, Louis Widow gave Lan Xiting a document that was a stake in his company.

Lan Xiting accepted it.

He is not short of money, let alone Louis Widow's money, but he knows that if he doesn't accept it, Louis Widow and Lan Mufei's hearts will not be at ease.

Louis Ying drank a little too much, and when he went back, he sat in the car and leaned drunkenly on Lan Mufei's shoulder, and his brows, which had been frowning for many days, finally let go a little bit.

Back in the hotel room, Lan Mufei helped him sit on the sofa, and she went to the bathroom to wring a towel to wipe his face.

As soon as she took a step, her hand was grasped, and he pressed lightly, and she fell straight into his arms.

"What's wrong?" Lan Mufei reached out to wipe the fine sweat from his forehead.

Louis Widow handed her the bag he had at hand, "Here you are." Finally, he kissed her on the lips.

A trace of doubt flashed in Lan Mu's eyes, and she opened the bag, there were several real estate documents, including those from Xixun, Shanghai, Beijing, Paris, and two of the company's shares, signed by her; There's even a cemetery.

The tip of his nose was sour, he raised his eyes to look at his handsome face, and his voice was low: "Why did you give me these suddenly?" ”

Louis Yinglu stretched out his hand to stroke her long hair, the affection in his eyes seemed to be indissolvable, the corners of his mouth flashed a faint smile, and he said as if he was drunk: "I have wanted to give it to you for a long time, but I am afraid that your temper will come up, and I will think too much." It didn't matter before, it was no different with me than with you; It's different now, we want to have a child, I want to plan for you two mothers, in case I have something in the future, you two won't have nothing and be bullied......"

"Don't talk about it." Lan Mufei couldn't listen to it, his fingers fell lightly on his lips, and his eyes were full of moisture, "You said this because you didn't want me to live." ”

In fact, the electronic files of these documents, she had accidentally seen on his mobile phone before, except for being trapped by the company and unable to move, he almost wanted to transfer all the property in his name to her!

He never said it, and she pretended not to know and didn't mention it.

What she wants has always been him, this heart, if he is gone, what is the use of her having these things.

Louis Ying lowered her head and kissed the corners of her eyes warmly, her voice was hoarse, and there was a faint smell of alcohol in her tone, she didn't hate it.

"I just want you to live so much, live well." The warm big palm caressed/touched her flat belly through the clothes, "I naturally want to live a long life, make you pregnant, watch the little guy grow bigger in your belly day by day, watch him grow up and chase us day by day." ”

The words paused, and his words were earnest, "No one can guarantee that there is no case, I have to plan for your two lifetimes." ”

Lan Mufei's slender arms hugged him, the heart lake was flooded by the lake stirred by him, his nose was sour, his heart was even more sour, and his pupils were jerky. The calmness and reserve of his daily life are gone, and he stubbornly says like a child: "I only want you!" ”

What is it for him to give her all these things.

He couldn't help laughing, his fingers gently wiping away a tear from the corner of her eye, "I've always been yours, always have been; But that's all I can give you......"

He couldn't give her the name she wanted most, and he always felt wronged by her.

Lan Mufei's heart was even more uncomfortable.

She knew that he had given everything to himself.

Regarding the cemetery, it was probably the last time Ye Sang was sad, and she was afraid that there would be no place to place the ashes after death.

A sentimental unintentional word, I didn't expect him to keep it in his heart.

Lan Mufei didn't like him like this, and raised her head and kissed his lips carefully and sourly.

The big palm of the pan sills clasped the back of her neck, turned passive into active, and kissed her lips gently, depicting it carefully, using up the tenderness and affection of her life.

Those documents were left on the ground, not caring if they would be damaged, she just wanted to have him, even if it was a puddle of water under him.

The room is full of charming, and the tide has not stopped for a long time.

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The matter in Beijing is almost solved, and Hangzhou Airlines is handling it in Shanghai, which is also stable; Louis Ying took Lan Mufei back to the west.

As for where to settle, neither of them has decided.

Beijing and Shanghai are both big cities, with developed economies, everything is convenient, but the pace of life is fast, Beijing has serious smog, and the air is not very good; Louis Widow is a home buyer with an opinion about the future near Shanghai.

For example: Zhouzhuang.

None of this is yet decided, and there is no hurry; At the moment, what he desperately wants to see is that she can conceive her own child, preferably a healthy and capable son, so that if there is anything in the future, he is not by her side, and someone will take care of her and protect her for him.

Louis Widow had this thought, not because he wanted to leave her, or because he was afraid of what Madame Red would do; But he is 35 years old this year, and the road of life is not long, but it is not short, he has walked more than a third, and no one knows how long he can live.

It is said that the world is impermanent, and there is no 10,000 people who will be afraid of a contingency; He wouldn't have thought about these things before, but with her, he was a man, and he wanted to protect and take care of his woman, so he naturally had to plan for her future, not to mention that now he was planning to have children, he needed to think about more things, and he had to be more comprehensive.

After returning from Beijing, my mind was basically on the children, saying that it was one thing, and wanting to get it was another; I bought a lot of things for pregnancy tests, but the results showed that they didn't.

Every time Lan Mufei was nervous and scared in anticipation, she was actually not ready to be a mother, and she didn't know what it would be like if they had one more child between them.

He was so eager to have a child with her, everything was arranged, she couldn't bear to say even a "no".

Louis Widow bought a lot of books about pregnancy and baby-rearing, but whenever the company was fine, he took the books and studied them carefully, looked at them carefully, and then stared at her flat lower abdomen without any movement, as if he could stare at her belly and get a baby out of her belly.

In November, Xixun had already become cold, and his breathing slowly overflowed with a cloud of mist, blurring his vision.

Lan Mufei didn't knit a sweater in the end, it was much more difficult than she imagined, and there were no gloves, so she finally knitted it into a long scarf; Choose black wool, a versatile color, and any flaws are not easy to see.

Louis Ying's widow is hardy, and he is wearing a thin shirt and a dark thin windbreaker, and Lan Mufei helps him put on a scarf, which is not ugly, but it is a little unsuitable for his cold aura.

He didn't think that he liked the scarf she knitted by himself very much, and he didn't allow Aunt Wu to touch it.

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The child's affairs have never moved, and they can't be in a hurry, and the two of them have to go with the flow; Recently, the weather has been bad, Xixun, Shanghai and other places are rainy, Louis Ying Widow plans to wait for the weather to be fine, take her to Shanghai for a turn, he also has to go to the company to see.

I didn't wait for the sunny day, but I waited for a call from Paris.

When Louis Ying received the call, Lan Mufei was learning to make tea, raised his eyes and saw that his face had changed, and couldn't help but ask with concern: "What happened?" ”

"Mr. Merry is dying." There was pain in his deep eyes.

The cup in Lan Mushuang's hand suddenly fell to the ground, fell to the ground, splashing and shattering.

When they left Paris, Monsieur Merry was fine, why did he suddenly ......

Louis Widow arranged the nearest flight, Xixun did not have an airport, and he had to go to Shanghai first and then to Paris.

After some tossing, it was already the end of November when I arrived in Paris, and Paris was also very cold.

After getting off the plane, Louis Widow and Lan Mufei rushed to the hospital to see Mr. Merry.

Mr. Melly was lying on a sick bed, wearing an oxygen mask, his face was pale and haggard, and he was very emaciated. The sound of the cold medical instrument proves that he still has vitality.

"Mr. Merry......" Lan Mufei choked up as soon as she opened her mouth, and her eyes turned red.

Louis Widow stood beside her, put his arm around her shoulders, his eyes met with that of Monsieur Merry, and his voice was hoarse: "Why didn't you tell us earlier?" ”

This disease did not come out of nowhere, and Mr. Merry is a person who checks his body regularly, so he should have known about it for a long time.

Mr. Merry raised his weak hand and took off the oxygen mask, and hooked his lip flap far-fetchedly, "People are old, who is not a little sick, tell you what to do with these bad things." ”

He remembered, but he didn't have the strength.

Louis Ying stepped forward and carefully helped him sit up, and Lan Mufei added two more pillows to his back to make him more comfortable.

Mr. Melly's old and godless eyes looked at them, and his dry and flaky lips opened and closed slightly: "I should have gone to see you, but my body is not angry; I want to say goodbye to you and see you live a good life. ”

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Lan Xi Mo Xiao Mingzhu is from the side story of "The President's Wealthy Ex-Wife" "You Are the Light of My Life" There is a change today (12/5), and it will be updated in the afternoon.