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Where did Lin Baiqian think that he would do this for himself, he hurriedly stretched out his hand to cover his mouth.

No matter how vicious your parents are, how can they be so easily abandoned!

But her movements were a step too late, and when her hands touched, the words had already been conveyed.

Because it was a live broadcast, it was directly transmitted to every corner of the channel.

"Motin! How can you say that! ”

Li Moran was suppressed by his refusal, and reacted with a sharp question.

"Even if my father does something wrong, it's for your own good, why do you want to do such a hurtful thing for the sake of a Lin Baiqian."

Her tone was bitter, her sentences were bitter, and her tears were falling vertically and horizontally, and the pear blossoms brought rain to her pity.

It's a pity that even if she is as beautiful as a fairy, it is impossible for her to enter Li Moting's eyes.

He turned around and left with the little woman, but he didn't care about the chaos behind him.

Seeing that he had a cold face all the time, Lin Baiqian didn't dare to speak, so he had to look at him with his eyes, waiting for the opportunity to persuade him not to be so decisive.

Li Moting was originally angry, but when he caught a glimpse of someone's nervous appearance, those anger also dissipated.

"Let's get married!" He sat in the driver's seat and turned his head to look at Lin Baiqian, his eyes were doting.

Even though everyone in the world is against it, he still wants to give happiness to the woman in front of him.

If this is obsession and extremism, then he would rather be stubborn like this for the rest of his life.

Lin Baiqian subconsciously stroked the ring on his ring finger, his eyes full of tears.

For himself, he gave up his family, gave up his career, and gave up everything he cherished.

In the face of such a man, even if they have an inseparable bloodline, how can she give it up?

"Don't ask for the blessing of others, but ask for heart-to-heart harmony."

Ten fingers lightly knocked, the big palm covered the small hand, warm and decisive.

There is no right or wrong in emotional matters, since you love, you can only love without looking back.

A few days later, Li Moting returned to Li's house for the last time.

"Do you still have the face to come back? Think of this as a hotel! Li Zhenhua trembled all over, and even the warm fragrance in his arms was so frightened that he didn't dare to move.

Li Moran stood aside, watching him come back, but his heart was very excited.

stepped forward to the side and persuaded Li Zhenhua, "Dad, don't blame him, if it weren't for that woman's provocation, Mo Ting wouldn't have done that kind of thing." She glanced at Li Moting, who was walking towards the house if no one was around, and hurriedly said, "Mo Ting, why don't you apologize to your father soon!" ”

For their singing and harmony, Li Moting didn't even give them a look, and went upstairs directly.

Several people downstairs had different expressions, and the hall was unusually silent.

More than ten minutes later, the people who went upstairs hurried out again, this time carrying a bag full of it.

"Stop!"

Li Zhenhua was ignored by his son and was angry. has always been arrogant, but now he is put on a position by his son, how can he feel at ease?

"Put the bag down for me! Didn't you cut off the relationship? Then don't take my Li family's things! ”

thought that the other party would give himself face and be soft or something, but he was wrong about him after all.

"You don't have the right to ask for something here." After Li Moting finished speaking, he left as he came, leaving behind Li Zhenhua, who was angry and devastated behind him, covering his heart and panting.

I returned to the Lin family with the relics in the handbag, and as soon as the lock was dropped, I saw a figure running over quickly.

Lin Bai buried himself in his arms and rubbed his chest mischievously.

The fragrance of the freshly bathed room escaped into his nose along the slightly fluctuating wind direction, and the sweet taste was like the feeling of a woman in his arms.

"What did you bring back?" She poked her head curiously and asked,

But Li Moting smiled lightly, and then put the bag aside and carried her into the back room.

A few days are just a blink of an eye, and time is slowly flowing, but it is consumed very quickly.

The gossip outside gradually dissipated because there was no follow-up content, and everyone's attention was once again swayed by other things.

The mystery of his life experience was forgotten by everyone, which was a good thing for Lin Baiqian.

Although I still don't dare to go out and show my face, when I browse the web, I don't have to worry about my name becoming the first on the hot search list.

On this day, when Lin Baiqian was cleaning the room, he found the bag that was put aside by Li Moting that day under the bed.

Driven by curiosity, she carefully opened the bag and took out the medium-sized jewelry box with vermilion lacquer inside, which looked quite valuable.

The wooden structure with intricate patterns looks like an antique-level ornament.

After thinking for a while, she moved the jewelry box to the bed, studied the hidden buckle on it, and then turned out the contents of it.

It was almost as I expected, and it was all gold and silver jewelry.

The style is delicate and retro, which makes her look greedy.

Women, when you see such a rare piece of jewelry, you will definitely want to try it on.

After thinking about it for a long time, Lin Baiqian didn't resist such a charm after all, and pinned one of the open steps in his hair.

There is a palm-sized mirror on the top of the jewelry box, and the brass texture is like an ancient woman's exclusive mirror.

I shook my head lightly twice, listened to the tinky sound of tinkling, and suddenly felt good.

After playing for a while, when I took something off my head, I accidentally dropped it on the ground.

Fortunately, she caught it quickly, but because of her tossing, the next piece of paper that had been folded many times fluttered from the opening.

"It can't be a love letter hidden by Mo Ting, right?"

Giggling and putting Bu Yao back in the jewelry box, he bent down to pick up the yellowed paper on the ground and spread it out in his palm.

The content on the paper was not an ambiguous love poem as she expected, but a sterilization report.

She looked at the name on it blankly, and when she saw Shen Wenqing's three words, the blankness in her eyes turned to surprise.

"Who told you to take it out?"

When Li Moting went home, he was a little puzzled when he saw no trace of the little woman, but his ear power was excellent, and when he heard an inhale, he immediately followed the direction.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw someone squatting on the ground, looking at something in his hand, but in front of him was his mother's relics.

He had great respect for his mother, and subconsciously increased his tone, but Lin Bai's shallow hand shook and the piece of paper fell to the ground.

"Mo Ting, take a look at this first!" She came back to her senses, hurriedly swept the paper in her hand, got up and handed it over.

However, she squatted for a long time, and at this moment she got up suddenly, her legs were numb so badly, and she staggered and almost knocked Li Moting out of the house.

Steady her body, then took the yellowed old paper, his indifferent eyes gradually became solemn because of the contents on it.