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ICP record number: Xiang B2-20100081-3 Internet Publishing Qualification Certificate: Xinchu Network License (Xiang) Zi No. 11 Network Culture Business License: Wen Wangwen [2010] No. 129

When the next day's sunlight shines through the thin wing-like sheer curtains onto the two people on the bed, the warmth and charm of the previous night are gradually dissipated by the sad atmosphere.

Lin Bai was bare-backed, leaning on Li Moting's chest, and his emotions could not be seen clearly in his drooping eyes.

"It's time for us to go back."

After a long time, the man under him sighed and spoke lightly. It was as calm as ever.

"I don't want to go, let's elope!" But the little woman tightened her arms more and more, not wanting to leave her warm body.

She was afraid, afraid that she would not be able to bear the pain of going back.

The love between close relatives is the bottom line of ethics and morality, and they can't cross it at all.

It's not that she's arrogant, it's that she has no other way. She has been in love for a long time, but now she is told that all this is wrong, and all her feelings are just emotions that should not exist in the world, how can she bear it?

Li Moting held the back of her cold hand, but there was a little more dazed meaning in his eyes.

With such a result, even he would be overwhelmed and not sure what to do.

Now that I think about it, all Fu Mingxi's weird actions can be understood, but love is loved, obviously forced to stop, is it too late?

Feelings are not games, they are free to retract, they have no scruples, they have already hurt their throats, and all they can do is add mistakes to mistakes.

"Okay."

He promised her, and just like that, he didn't think of anything and fled to the end of the world. Don't think about ethics, let alone other people's feelings.

The two people leaned against the head of the bed, snuggling up to each other, conveying each other's despair and love.

"Didi!"

It's just that this stability is destined to be short-lived, and two hours later, the mobile phone next to him suddenly vibrates. The piercing ringing bell made Li Moting's brows frown, but he refused to take it for a long time.

"Take it, where can we flee even if we escape?" Lin Baiqian endured the tears in his eyes, raised the corners of his mouth, and dropped a very light kiss at the end of the man's eyes.

"I've been running away all the time, and this time I won't, no matter what our relationship is, I'm going to be with you."

For two hours, she thought a lot, and whether it was past or present, she was always the first to feel pain and leave. But this time, she didn't want to go on like this, even if they were related by blood, love was love, why let them separate.

Li Moting listened to the little woman's words of crying and resoluteness, and smiled faintly.

Driving back to the hospital, the sun had set. Several people in the ward were pacing anxiously, and Fu Mingxi stepped forward anxiously when he saw them coming back, but when he skimmed Lin Bai's shallow eyes, he retreated, muttering that he didn't know what to say.

"Why didn't you leave with her?" When several people in the room were circling around Lin Baiqian, Lin Beichen asked Li Moting, who was silent on the side.

If it were him, he would not hesitate to take her by his side, leave here, and go to a place where no one disturbs.

"It's her choice, and coming back doesn't mean we're separated."

He didn't look at Lin Beichen, but instead looked at the girl with a calm face, as if he had used a lifetime of strength.

Even if she has explained her identity, she still can't make Lin Baiqian accept the fact that Fu Mingxi is her biological mother.

So in the past few days, she often appears in the hospital, leaning against the window and looking out of the window, emptying her mind. And behind her, without exception, is the mother who abandoned her child, with a look of remorse.

When people are old, what they care about the past is not so deep and happy, on the contrary, the full house of children and grandchildren has become the strength to persist in living.

Although she already has a daughter, she still feels very uncomfortable in the face of this child she has always owed.

"Shallow, it's not easy for her, after so long, she still remembers you, and has done so much for you, you shouldn't treat her like this."

Wu Xiumei persuaded her daughter, although the other party's original abandonment made her dissatisfied, but after many years, the mood of being a mother is the same, and she naturally can't stand it.

It's not that she hasn't thought about her mother's words, but it's just that thinking clearly in her heart is different from her physiological reaction.

After many years of rustiness, it is simply impossible for you to let her understand so plainly.

In the next few days, Li Moting didn't come as often as before. After ending the case at hand, he also received the news that Long Yan had collected his army and was ready to return to China.

"Have you thought about it? I heard that there has been an uproar in China because of Fu Mingxi's illegitimate daughter, and it may not be a good idea to go back at this time. ”

After all, it is her sister who has been pampered for many years, Lin Beichen sat on the edge of the bed on the day she was discharged from the hospital, looking at her smiling and peaceful sister.

"Brother, you think I'm too fragile." She chuckled softly twice, and then looked at her brother with a worried face, full of satisfaction.

"I'm her daughter, it's a fact, I won't run away from it, I can't run away from it. But I won't give up my love because of this, my brother should know that I'm stubborn. ”

She smiled mischievously, and the firmness in her eyes made Lin Beichen surprise for a moment, followed by the gentleness of spoiling.

Since she had already made a decision, all he could do was protect her.

Since there is no chance in this life, at least she must reduce her pain.

Z City Airport, full of people. Lin Baiqian just got off the plane, looking at the people coming and going in the transparent glass, and his mood was calm.

"Are you scared?" The broad palm rested on her shoulder, and he used some force slightly, as if he was worried.

She shook her head twice, her smile was as bright as a dazzling sun, this was her choice, and she was willing to do it.

When Lin Baiqian appeared in the lobby of the airport with Fu Mingxi, the reporters guarding the door rushed one after another, surrounded the two people in the middle, and asked nonsense.

"Ms. Fu, is what the Light and Shadow Daily published true?"

"This young lady, are you Ms. Fu Mingxi's biological daughter?"

"It is rumored that you had an affair with someone from the Li family to have this young lady, and you abandoned her for your own superior life, and now you take her with you, but because you feel guilty?"

One question after another was thrown at the two of them, although she had never really accepted the identity of Fu Mingxi's biological mother, she still held her hand tightly in the crowd, not letting her be scattered by the crowd.

In the face of her daughter's silent maintenance, her heart was sour but a little satisfied.

Now that way, she is content.

Journalists always like to chase after the wind and shadows, especially this time, the newspapers and magazines published with pictures and explosive content, naturally like a honeycomb to seek the "truth".

If it is the truth, it is just content that can please the public.