He escaped the catastrophe, and the woman he loved the most, Lan Jie, left him like this.

The sweet days of a family of three have not really begun, so they ended hastily.

The loss of his wife and children left him, which made Kirson miserable, languishing day by day, and never able to recover from this pain.

For so many years, he couldn't forget Lan Jie, and he couldn't accept any woman.

Until he met Meng Yier.

The first time he saw her, Ke Sen was shocked, he never thought that there was someone in this world who looked so similar to his Lan Jie.

Especially those big talking starry eyes.

So innocent, so sincere.

It seems that you can see her simple and kind heart through her eyes.

If he wasn't sure that Lan Jie's parents only had this only daughter, he really had to wonder if Meng Yi'er would be Lan Jie's biological sister.

And the scene of the two meeting made Ke Sen feel unbelievable.

It turned out that Meng Yier picked up the love object that Lan Jie gave him.

Ke Sen felt that all this was deliberately arranged by God, giving him a chance to make up for Lan Jie.

So, from the moment he met Meng Yi'er, he decided to pursue her and make her his wife.

He couldn't give Lan Jie love anymore, he hoped that she could replace Lan Jie and bear his love for Lan Jie.

Although it's ridiculous.

But by doing so, at least he can place his debt on Lan Jie.

Kirson pulled himself back from his complicated thoughts, sighed, closed his eyes slightly, and rubbed the bridge of his nose.

secretly warned himself, "No matter what, he won't let go of Meng Yier easily." ”

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Yan Yichen returned to the Binjiang Garden Community, it was already late, the community was very quiet, and he could only hear the sound of salsa sa leaving behind by the breeze blowing through the lush branches and leaves on the road.

Wherever the breeze went, the sweet scent of flowers wafted through.

There was obviously a quiet and peaceful scene in front of him, but Yan Yichen was upset.

Ke Sen's sentence was always circling in his mind, he had already proposed to Meng Yi'er, this sentence.

When he walked downstairs to his house, Yan Yichen raised his head and looked at the light of the window on the top floor in a daze, his dark eyes glowing with a soft light.

After looking at it for a long time, Yan Yichen swiped his card to enter the door, and then took the elevator to the twenty-eighth floor.

When the elevator door "ding" and the moment it opened, a soft voice came into my ears.

"Yan Yichen ......"

Yan Yichen subconsciously raised his eyes, and a slender figure rushed over, looking anxious.

The dark indifferent gaze turned into surprise the moment he saw Meng Yi'er.

However, Meng Yi'er was not so surprised when she looked at him, in addition to being anxious, she was more angry.

She stared at a pair of round eyes, and asked Yan Yichen angrily, "Where did you go!?" Came back so late!! What about hairballs? ”

Well, it's still a familiar formula, it's still a familiar roar.

This girl cares about hairballs?!

Yan Yichen wiped away the surprise in his eyes without a trace, and a faint disappointment welled up in his heart.

He pulled his lips, glanced at Meng Yi'er lightly with dark and deep eyes, and said in a lazy voice while opening the door:

"Furballs ...... at home"

Pushing open the door, Yan Yichen turned sideways and motioned for Meng Yi'er to go in first.

Meng Yier turned on the light, walked to the living room, turned around and leaned against the back of the sofa, clasped her hands on her chest, and looked at Yan Yichen seriously.

"Where the hell have you been? I've been waiting for you for a long time......"