Grandmother didn't say any more.

That's it.

Grandmother turned around and went back to Nanyuan.

Lie Changan was still standing in place and staring in the direction of the two, no matter how much he didn't want to hear what his grandmother said, he had to admit that what his grandmother said was indeed the truth.

The mood in the hometown has been very low recently, and Lie Changan occasionally stands outside the door in the dead of night, and her suppressed crying can be heard.

He knew that she was sad and helpless, but he couldn't do anything but try not to get close to her and not cause her more harm.

But Wei Qingheng could easily make her smile under such circumstances, and smile so brightly and innocently.

Lie Changan seemed to feel that he had returned to the time when Zhou Siyuan was still there, full of jealousy, anger, worry, panic, nervousness, and fear.

But there was more of a deep uneasiness for him.

Because the current situation is different from when Zhou Siyuan was there.

When Zhou Siyuan was entangled in his hometown, he and his hometown had a common mind and trusted each other, but now there are too many estrangements and misunderstandings between them, and they can't explain it.

Will the disappointment and chill of his hometown give Wei Qingheng a chance to take advantage of the void?

What's more, Wei Qingheng is different from Zhou Siyuan.

Zhou Siyuan is paranoid and dark, selfish, ruthless, and can do whatever it takes to achieve his goals, even at the cost of hurting his hometown.

But Wei Qingheng is different, he is sunny and upright, brave and brave, and his eyes looking at his hometown are just like what his grandmother said, focused and gentle, that is pure love without any impurities.

Such an innocent love is particularly precious in front of his love full of hurt and estrangement at this moment.

Lie Changan was a little panicked.

He stared at the two people who stood there for a moment, and the talented and beautiful women looked very right, dense uneasiness welled up in his heart, and even cold sweat broke out in his palms.

At this moment, it seems that the hometown is going back to Xiyuan.

Wei Qingheng bowed and leaned sideways to let her pass.

The autumn wind blew, rolling up the dead leaves in the courtyard, and also blowing the handkerchief around the waist of the hometown and falling to the ground.

Wei Qingheng subconsciously opened his mouth to shout to his hometown, but suddenly remembered something, and finally took back his outstretched hand, only picked up the handkerchief on the ground and put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it.

A faint fragrance, like the scent of roses.

Wei Qingheng smelled it for a long time, and finally he was reluctant to return it, so he only held it tightly in his palm, looked up in the direction of his hometown, and couldn't help but smile with satisfaction.

When Lie Changan saw this scene, the monstrous anger churned in his chest, and he hated so much that the roots of his teeth were numb, and his finger joints were itchy, and he wanted to go up and beat him.

At this moment, Wei Qingheng just turned around, looked at each other, the handkerchief he was holding in his palm suddenly became like a hot potato, he subconsciously hid behind his back, but in the face of Lie Chang'an's sharp gaze that pierced everything, he couldn't help but blush, very embarrassed and embarrassed.

Lie Changan didn't say anything, his ink-colored black eyes locked on Wei Qingheng, and walked in front of him step by step, this powerful oppressive aura made Wei Qingheng unconsciously take a few steps back, and his heart trembled.

Wei Qingheng's gaze fell on the arms with green muscles hanging on both sides of him, knowing that in the next second, Lie Changan would most likely be unable to control his anger and swing his fist, he had no way to dodge, and he was not qualified to hide.

Kelie Chang'an stood in front of Wei Qingheng for a long time, and finally only stretched out his hand to him.

Wei Qingheng was stunned, and his brain didn't turn for a while, so he just asked stupidly, "What...... What the? ”

Lie Chang'an narrowed his eyes dangerously, his thin lips pursed.

Wei Qingheng reacted immediately, and hurriedly handed over the handkerchief hidden behind his back, although he was very reluctant in his heart, he had no choice.

She is the wife of the man in front of her, and he is not entitled to have her things.

Lie Changan stretched out his hand to take the handkerchief, raised his sharp eyes, and said coldly, "From today onwards, anything will look for me in the barracks, and you are not allowed to come to my mansion again." ”

Wei Qingheng's heart clicked, and finally lowered his head silently, and responded bitterly, "Yes, the last general understands." ”