Luo Cheng was stunned when he heard this, he subconsciously looked at Luo Chun, only to see the little woman's face flushed, looking at him shyly and timidly.

"Mom, isn't that big, right?" said Luo Cheng, who spit out a few words for a long time.

If Luo Chun lives with him, what will the palace reporter do? The first thing that came to Luo Cheng's mind was this very real question.

"What's wrong? You two have no guesses, you have a deep relationship, and it is natural for you to live together!" Gu Mei opened her lips lightly, with a majestic aura.

Luo Cheng was anxious when he heard this, so he simply pulled Gu Mei to a corner where no one was around, and said in a low voice: "Mom knows that I am married, and Gong Ji is in my house, if Xiaochun lives with me, what will happen to the chaos?"

"Don't put the one surnamed Gong with Chunchun. I was dissatisfied with the poor sour woman when I saw her at the beginning, and now that Chunchun is back, of course you and the poor sour woman are separated. You can't handle this matter well, don't come back to see my mother in the future!!" Gu Mei made a gesture and replied in a deep voice.

"Even if you want to leave, it will take time, Mom now let me take Xiaochun back, where do I leave her?" Luo Cheng said in a low voice.

"I'll give you a month to deal with your marriage relationship with a woman surnamed Gong. From today onwards, Chun Chun will live with you, and that's how this will be done!" Gu Mei said, then turned back to the living room and pulled Luo Chun to clean up the clothes that needed to be changed.

Seeing this, Luo Cheng hurriedly walked out of the living room, walked to the pool, and made sure that no one called Gong Ji's mobile phone.

"Reporter Gong, don't go home for the last two weeks!" As soon as the phone was called, Los Angeles went straight to the point.

Gong Ji stood in the aisle of the hospital and asked softly, "Why?"

"I'm the head of the family, whatever I say, you just have to do what you are told, that's all!" Luo Cheng said and hung up the phone, without giving Gong Ji a chance to speak again.

Gong Ji leaned against the back of the wall, looking at the blackened mobile phone screen and wandering out of the world until a tall figure stood beside her. The man was dressed in an off-white suit, which lined him like a mirror, and he actually had an outstanding sense of beauty, which was Tang Shaobai.

"The palace reporter was beautiful when he was meditating. "The man's voice is pleasant, like a musician's plucked notes, and the sound is in the ears.

"You're so busy, there's no need to stop coming here in the future. Gong Ji lifted her lips and smiled, putting away her phone.

The man snatched her mobile phone lightly, found the person she had just called, and smiled: "I knew that only Los Angeles could make you miss." ”

Gong Ji lowered her eyes and looked at her toes, and asked lazily: "Last time, I asked you, if a person's heart is not in you, do you want to continue, you said that you must work hard." I tried, and I found that my heart was not big enough. However, I was always unwilling, and this unwillingness made me feel unbalanced. I even wondered if Los Angeles wouldn't have left me if there wasn't Luo Chun in this world......"

This kind of thinking would erode her from time to time, and she sometimes wondered where she couldn't compare to Luo Chun. is not comparable in appearance, or in personality, or is she only lost to Luo Chun in time.

"If you're not reconciled, just give it a go. What I can tell you is still the same sentence, when no one loves you, you have to love yourself more. You should think about what you should do if someone is sorry for you!" Tang Shaobai's gaze was fixed on Gong Xi's beautiful jade cheeks.