"No, I'm inseparable from shame." Liang Lingcheng refused without thinking about it.

An Zimo didn't say anything, he carried Dangdang back to the bedroom and put him on the bed, and Dangdang fell asleep not long after lying down.

She didn't feel sleepy, seeing that Dangdang was already asleep, she went out lightly, closed the door casually, and just turned around, she suddenly crashed into Lianglingcheng's arms, which startled her.

"When did you appear behind me? Scared me. An Zimo raised his fist to teach Liang Lingcheng a lesson, and his wrist was grabbed in mid-air.

Liang Lingcheng forcefully took the person into his arms, and she fell into his arms without any defense. The eyes were facing each other, and the distance between them was very close, and their breaths seemed to be entwined.

An Zimo wanted to push away the person in front of her, but Liang Lingcheng's hand was on her waist, unwilling to let go of her. "Lianglingcheng, let go of me quickly, I'm ashamed to still be in the room, it's not good to wake him up."

Liang Lingcheng didn't let go, and directly carried An Zimo back to the living room and put her on the sofa. Holding the sofa in his hands, he deliberately encloses the person into his arms.

An Zimo was forced to look directly into his eyes, and Liang Lingcheng's eyes were full of her figure.

"I think we need to have a good talk." This is what Liang Lingcheng said in his heart, and he has always wanted to find a time with An Zimo to have a good chat about the things between them.

An Zimo's eyes were evasive, unwilling to have too many opportunities to be alone with him.

"What should be said has been said before, there is no need to say anything more together, you and I will meet now just because I am ashamed, I have long lost any feelings for you, and you don't need to set your eyes on me, according to your family and identity, it is very easy to find an excellent woman to marry."

An Zimo spoke seriously and helped Liang Lingcheng arrange his wedding.

Liang Lingcheng laughed self-deprecatingly, he didn't stay here these days to listen to these words.

"Do you think I'll marry someone else?" He reached out to touch her face, but An Zimo turned his face away to avoid his touch

Liang Lingcheng's hand fell in mid-air, embarrassed and difficult to deal with.

"I think that Meng Xue'er is very good, although she has a bigger temper and is very attentive to you, if you marry, you will definitely have a wonderful life in the future.

An Zimo directly pushed Liang Lingcheng outward, without thinking about the future of the two of them at all, their future had already been broken without any result.

"That's what you think?" He asked again without giving up, and wanted to hear the next sentence that was what she said that was not her true words.

Dan, all this is just his wishful thinking, An Zimo has already made up his mind to say goodbye to the past.

"That's right, these are my heart's words, after you marry Meng Xue'er, if you feel ashamed, I will take him back to me.

Liang Lingcheng hit the table next to An Zimo directly, and the things on the table fell directly to the ground, shattering the ground, and the place was in a mess.

Liang Lingcheng let go of her, got up and left the place directly, and went to the corridor, letting the wind blow on his cheeks

Habitually took out the cigarette case, and when he took the cigarette, he recalled the words that An Zimo reminded him before, he put the cigarette case back in his pocket, clasped his hands in front of him, and looked at the night sky outside, his mood could not be calmed for a long time

An Zimo didn't stay where he was for long, turned around and went back to the house, leaving Liang Lingcheng alone to watch the bright moon.

Early the next morning, An Zimo got up as usual, and there was a burning smell in the kitchen, she mistakenly thought that she forgot to turn off the gas stove last night, and hurried to the kitchen, but bumped into Lianglingcheng who ran out of the kitchen at the door.

Liang Lingcheng's white shirt was stained with oil and dust, and his face was dirty, he grabbed An Zimo's wrist with a spatula in his hand and took it outside, preventing her from getting close to the kitchen.

"The kitchen is too dangerous, don't come near it now, I'll take care of the rest." Liang Lingcheng returned to the kitchen after speaking, and the tall figure was busy in the kitchen, at a loss.

An Zimo stood in front of the door with his arms crossed, watching the scene that happened in the room.

"You really don't need my help?" An Zimo looked at his clumsy appearance and couldn't help but ask. "No, you go and stare at it, it's too dangerous here." He didn't look back and commanded.

An Zimo couldn't stand it, this person even had so much trouble cleaning up the kitchen, if he really wanted to leave it to him to deal with it, he was afraid that it would have to wait until the evening.

She stepped forward and took the rag from his hand, cleaned the kitchen, and prepared breakfast

Liangling City was in a mess, and An Zimo couldn't stand it anymore.

"You can't wear like that to the office, can you? I'm afraid those subordinates of yours won't be able to stand it, so I'll help you get a clean shirt later.

An Zimo went to the bedroom, rummaged through the cabinet and found a brand new set of shirts, and then handed them over to Liang Lingcheng.

"The style is old, it's new, you can wear it reluctantly, if you don't like it, I didn't say it." "It's okay, I can wear it."

An Zimo turned to look at the scenery outside the window, recalling the origin of this shirt, and the corners of his mouth were full of wry smiles. "You must be tempted to ask me why I have a man's shirt in my closet, this shirt is what I was going to give to my dad as a birthday present, but unfortunately, he didn't live to be there until his birthday, this shirt has been in my closet.

An Zimo turned around, her eyes stared directly at Liang Lingcheng's eyes, her eyes were full of hatred, even if so many years had passed, once she remembered the days when her father jumped off the building, she couldn't wait to cut the people in front of her with a thousand knives.

Obviously, as long as he lent a helping hand, none of this would have happened.

Tears fell uncontrollably, and she hurriedly wiped away her tears.

Then, he laughed at himself, whether to help or not, Lianglingcheng has the right to choose, you can help, and if you don't help, you can focus on cold-blooded infamy at most.

It was her family affair, not Lianglingcheng's family affair, and it was reasonable that he would choose not to help, and from beginning to end, he didn't treat her as a family member.

"I'm ashamed to wake up, I'll go over and take a look.

An Zimo didn't want to stay here and be alone with him, find one

The reason left the place.

Liang Lingcheng looked at the shirt in his hand, recalling every desperate look in her eyes, and his heart tingled fiercely. At the beginning, he only had hatred in his eyes, and all he thought of was to punish her, but after so many years, he was shocked to find that his punishment not only punished her, but also punished himself.

An Zimo sent her ashamed out of the bedroom, she didn't want to cook now, so she handed the person directly into the hands of Liang Lingcheng.

"Go eat out today." She couldn't help but look at his changed shirt more, and her heart was full of mixed feelings, and the hand hanging down her side clenched tightly into a fist.