Go, go, go! Don't talk about these words so seriously, it's obviously such a romantic thing, but what you say is the same as an academic paper report. Ji Zhijin struggled for a moment and wanted to stay away from him.

This stupid Wen Qi, every time he says these words, he must be so serious?!

"I don't know romance, but when it comes to being serious, I'm a top student." Wen Qi's Danfeng's eyes lit up, and as he spoke, he raised his hand and made a scissor hand movement and put it on the side of his face.

"Okay, okay, then you will be serious for the rest of your life? My Wen Qi Xueba. Ji Zhijin finally laughed when he looked at him with a serious face.

She was finally able to marry this man, to marry her dream since she was a child.

Wen Qi nodded the tip of her nose and said, "Yes, yes, I have to be serious about you for the rest of my life, so as to live up to your expectations." ”

Ji Zhijin met his gaze, kissed his thin lips gently, then looked at his face, and nodded vigorously.

After Wen Qi rested, he began to clean the Mu Mansion again.

Ji Zhijin didn't say anything this time, just looked at the man quietly and guarded him quietly.

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Inside the hospital.

After receiving the news, Leng Qianchen briefly instructed Leng Qianyun a few words before turning around and leaving.

He finally got the news and knew where his mother was.

A sky-blue sports car sped along the green field, and by the way, it also picked up the petals scattered on the road, causing the petals to float in the air and then fall slowly and gently.

In the northern suburbs, a courtyard suitable for the elderly.

A thin woman was standing in the courtyard admiring the flowers.

"This place is really good, I don't know if you're thinking about Leng Fan or Leng Chen, Mom, you're here?" Leng Qianchen did not hide his intentions.

"Heh, you know everything?" Styl laughed.

"I already know what I should know and what I shouldn't." Leng Qianchen said.

"When I was in the hospital that day, I knew in my heart that you must have heard everything I said to your grandfather." Styl said calmly.

"Why do you do that?" Leng Qianchen asked.

"Maybe it's because of the curse of the blood clan, or maybe it's because of love, I didn't regret it more than twenty years ago, and I still don't regret it." Styl smiled.

Leng Qianchen looked at her, who had already lost weight in just a few days, and asked her, "But you still regret it after all, otherwise you wouldn't have become so fragile in just a few days." ”

She looked down at her emaciated body as she followed her eldest son's words, and she sneered.

"You regret it, but you can't make up for it, you hate yourself, and you hate everything you did!" Leng Qianchen was a little extreme, he almost lowered his voice and roared.

"Hahaha... Who are you to accuse me?! I am your mother! But I'm also a woman, and I'm from your age! Why can't I love because of the curse of the Bloodline? What do you say all this for? Ming Li roared angrily at Leng Qianchen.

“… But do you really love it? Do you really understand what love is? Leng Qianchen regained his composure and asked her softly.

"Love? Maybe by the time I have eternal life, love will be dead... Love is broken, and love never looks back...", Styl pointed her finger to her heart.

"Do you love my father Leng Fan?" Leng Qianchen seemed to be pierced into his heart by a sentence, and his heart hurt.