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Xiang Ye listened to the words of a few people, and instead of being angry, he laughed, and said unexpectedly: "She is worthy of being the daughter of Doctor Lan." [愛↑去△小↓說△網 Qu 】Sure enough, he has the true biography. Not only is he a good doctor, but he is also compassionate. ”

The four of them all told Xia Hao: "Mr. Xia wants him to stay there, he ......"

Xiang Ye's wrinkled face, his face was as heavy as water, and he interrupted them coldly: "Needless to say, let him stay there for the time being." ”

He waved his hand, and his voice was cold: "It's all gone." ”

After Xiang Ye finished speaking, he sighed and walked towards the boudoir where Ji Wenxuan lived.

The four of them were very surprised when they saw Xiangye leave. Why did Xiangye become lenient to Mr. Xia? Is this still the cold-blooded, cruel, and unsympathetic Xiangye?

In fact, Xiangye was tolerant and did not pursue Xia Hao's right or wrong because he loved his daughter.

He conspired with Ji Zheng to frame Chu Tiankuo, which made his baby daughter disheartened. He will never forget the resentful look in Ji Wenxuan's eyes when he questioned him.

Maybe he's too harsh on his subordinates. He wanted to be more lenient with them. In this way, Ji Wenxuan's impression of his father can be improved.

Xiangye was very helpless. Why is his baby daughter so similar to the fate of her father and mother?

At the beginning, he loved Zhao Xiaohe wholeheartedly. Zhao Xiaohe is desperately in love, another man who is not in her.

Because Xiangye loves her too much, he tried all means and used all means to get her person.

However, even with the fact of husband and wife, and even pregnant with his flesh and blood, Zhao Xiaohe's heart is still not in him.

From beginning to end, she never loved Xiangye.

She forced her to die and asked her to let her go.

Twenty years later, their daughter, Ji Wenxuan, followed in the footsteps of the two and fell in love with a man who didn't love her.

Xiangye only feels that in the past 20 years, he has not fulfilled the responsibility of being a father. Now, his daughter is like this, and he blames himself for all kinds of guilt. All he hopes now is that his baby daughter can survive this.

He knew how painful it was to love someone who didn't love him. He used to love Zhao Xiaohe like that. More than 20 years have passed, and Zhao Xiaohe is still the love of his heart.

Why should the tragedy of the previous generation happen to the next generation?

Retribution, everything is retribution.

Xia Hao stayed in the Changfeng Dart Bureau. Mrs. Lin greeted everyone in the dart game and wanted to entertain Xia Hao well. Xia Hao asked the housekeeper who arranged his accommodation to change the room next door to Shuimai.

In the early morning, there was a burst of birdsong outside the window.

The water veins open their eyes and wake up from their sleep. She shook her head, trying to banish the dream that still stuck in her mind.

Just now, she dreamed of Chu Tiankuo again. Recently, there have been frequent scenes in her dreams of Chu Tiankuo confessing to her. In the dream, Chu Tiankuo was sincere and vowed to marry her.

She knew that the person Chu Tiankuo loved in her heart was Yanxiang, and Yanxiang also loved Chu Tiankuo deeply. She hopes that they will eventually become a family when they have lovers, and sincerely bless the two of them.

However, in the dream, when Chu Tiankuo said that he wanted to marry her, she was still overjoyed and ecstatic.

She rolled over and got out of bed, walked to the window, gently pushed it open, and a breath of fresh air came to her nose. A leaf fell on the windowsill, and the morning dew on the leaves was bright and crystal clear.

Looking up at the sky, there are large clouds and a red sun slowly rising from the east.

The cool morning breeze is blowing in your face. She came to her senses a little, but it was just a dream.

She couldn't help but laugh at herself, how could she have such a ridiculous dream?

After a brief grooming session, she went out and headed out for the garden.

The sun rose slowly, fiery red, like a red-hot fireball, and like a ripe orange. The trees in the garden are shone by the sun, and the dew drops on them radiate a brilliant halo. A gust of wind blew, and the branches shook slightly, making a rustling sound.

The lotus flowers in the lotus pond spread out their leaves and swayed in the breeze.

In such a beautiful scenery, the water veins did not feel relaxed and pleasant. On the contrary, there was a faint bitterness in her heart.

She stood by the lotus pond, looked at the pool of lotus flowers, and remembered the situation she had with Chu Tiankuo on Lotus Island before. At that time, she was poisoned and her life was short. Chu Tiankuo accompanies her every day because of guilt. Accompany her to watch the flowers and admire the moon, shout at her and ask for warmth, inseparable.

Now that I think about it, that half moon was the happiest time for her. Although he was suffering from illness, he had the care of his loved ones.

She missed him so much that she wondered if he could remember her once in a while. I don't know where Chu Tiankuo is at this time? He should be with Smoke.

She knew that she shouldn't think about him, but she couldn't control herself from thinking about him.

She sighed softly, leaned over to pick up a fallen flower, and threw it into the lotus pond, letting it float along the ripples. But he never thought that the falling flowers led to a few small fish jumping out of the water.

Not far from the water vein, Xia Hao stood under a flowery apricot tree, looking at the water vein in a daze.

Xia Hao's room is next door to the water vein. As early as when Shui Mai got up and went out, he heard the sound of the door closing, so he hurriedly got up and followed. He saw Shui Mai alone by the lotus pond, and his figure was a little lonely.

He stood there, hesitating for a long time. I want to go forward for a while, go up and say hello to her; For a moment I wanted to step back and hide from a distance to watch her.

He felt like a little mouse in his heart, jumping for a while, jumping for a while, up and down. On the one hand, he was afraid that she would not treat her, and on the other hand, he was ashamed of his cowardice and did not dare to come forward to chat with her.

He stepped forward several times, eager to try. However, after taking a few steps, he retreated again. After repeating this several times, he finally mustered up the courage and stepped forward.

He approached the water vein, stood behind her, and asked with a smile, "Water vein girl, morning." Was it okay last night? ”

Hearing the sound, Shui Wei turned around and glanced at Xia Hao lightly, his eyes darkened: "Master Xia, morning." ”

The glow reflected her face, revealing a pink red, like a layer of rouge.

Xia Hao's eyes were full of fire-like enthusiasm, and he looked at her without blinking.

From the way Xia Hao looked at her, she already knew Xia Hao's thoughts about her. Because, she looked at Chu Tiankuo with that kind of eyes. Just now, she thought of Chu Tiankuo, and she was already depressed. At this moment, when she saw Xia Hao again early in the morning, her heart was inexplicably panicked.

The two only politely exchanged two words, and then they were speechless. They each stood still, looking at the pool of lotus flowers in front of them.

The clusters of lotus flowers in the pool, a circle like a red cloud, a layer like Danxia, reflecting the green pool water like a wave of blue carpet.

What matters is not the scenery, but the mood of looking at the scenery and the people who accompany it.

Although the scenery is beautiful, the viewer has no intention.

Of course, Shui Wei was not in the mood to accompany Xia Hao to stand here and watch, but because of her feelings, she was not in a hurry to speak.

After standing for a while, Shui Mai smiled perfunctorily: "Xia Ye." You enjoy the flowers here. I'll go first. ”

As soon as the words fell, she turned to leave.

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