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Chapter Twenty-Three Say Goodbye No Tears

Jiang Xiyan was awakened by these words. She turned around and pushed Nangong Ling away. She gasped and looked straight into Nangong Ling's eyes: "Get out and don't mention 'love' again."

She originally thought that Jiang Xiyan would be addicted to her kiss, but she didn't expect that she would stop halfway. Nangong Ling himself felt uncomfortable, and his body burning with desire wanted to be released, but the woman in front of him didn't know what to do.

Pushing away: "Come back to Dongcheng with me, and I will arrange a place for you to live and a school for Yueyue."

Turning around and returning to the sink, looking at the light outside the window, Jiang Xiyan's heart was heavy. In five years, Nangong Ling was still so domineering: "I have a house in Dongcheng, so I don't need to trouble you.

Yueyue’s school, Wei Chen, will also solve it.”

Nangong Ling clenched his fists. Wen Weichen had already taken root in Jiang Xiyan's heart: "Go back to the villa. Yueyue is studying in my company's aristocratic private school. It is impossible for my Nangong Ling's daughter to let her study in an ordinary school."

Wanting to argue with Nangong Ling again, Jiang Xiyan lost her persistence. No one would change the decision made by Nangong Ling. She lowered her head and fiddled with the rinsed tableware. It seemed that this time, she would have to argue with Nangong Ling again.

Nangong Ling was no longer entangled, but she just hoped that in the end, she would not hurt Nie Tong or Nie Tong's children. Since she had little Yueyue, she cherished every little thing between her and little Yueyue.

When Nangong Ling saw that Jiang Xiyan was no longer paying attention to him, he turned around and left the kitchen and walked to the living room.

Jiang Dongliang handed the Rubik's Cube in his hand to Jiang Ziyue's hand, stood up and motioned for Nangong Ling to come to the balcony with him.

Summer nights are noisy all night long, and the sound of sirens outside, even in the distance, will reach here through the air.

Jiang Dongliang pointed to the old-fashioned wicker chair next to him and asked Nangong Ling to sit down. He sat on another wicker chair. There was already brewed herbal tea on the small square table.

The old man leaned back and leaned on the chair. He could only learn about Nangong Ling from newspapers and magazines. When he came to Xincheng this time, he could also see his feelings. But in the face of love, he had always

Pretending: "Ling, do you mind if I call you this?"

Nangong Ling picked up the tea on the table and took a sip. The taste was indeed different from the good tea he usually drank. Although it was cold, the fragrance of the tea was not lost: "How come, in your eyes,

I am a junior."

"That's good. Yanyan is my baby, and her mother paid for it with her life. The happiness of her children is the happiness of an old man like me. Ling, if you love her, I want you to cherish her, but if you don't

If you love me, I hope you can let go."

"Love hurts people the most. In the past five years, I think Yanyan has also had a hard time. Although her career has improved now, I can understand the kind of life of living alone in a foreign land. No matter how many friends or relatives around you, they can't compare to your lover.

A gentle word."

Jiang Dongliang said what was in his heart. He did not hate Nangong Ling. Although there were many scandals about him in the past, after all, that was a thing of the past. Every successful man would always have ambiguous women around him.

, but when facing marriage and love, he hopes that this man can see his heart clearly.

Nangong Ling was silent. No one among his elders had ever talked to him like this. Nie Dongxu always advocated that "talents emerge from the whip". He had scars on his body since he was a child. And he had no impression of his father. He just came from

After arriving in Dongcheng, I slowly came into contact with a "wise man" who could harm everyone for his own benefit.

Seeing that Nangong Ling didn't reply, Jiang Dongliang sighed. It was impossible for a man like Nangong Ling to make a promise. Even if some promises are made, they may not be completed in the end. Some promises need to be sworn with the heart.

He stepped forward and patted Nangong Ling on the shoulder: "Young man, look at your heart clearly. If you miss one five years, you won't want to miss another five years. Time waits for no one. If you love someone, you should be bold.

Admit it. Okay, think about it, it’s not convenient for you to stay here tonight. I’ve asked my wife to book a hotel for you, and the hotel’s car will come to pick you up later.”

Nangong Ling nodded, but he will not go to the hotel tonight, but will take Jiang Xiyan and Jiang Ziyue back to Dongcheng. The word "love" can only be said to him by others, and he will not say it to anyone.

He wants to keep Jiang Xiyan only because of his physical attachment to her, and also because Jiang Ziyue is his daughter.

Jiang Xiyan wiped her hands and walked out of the kitchen. She saw Jiang Ziyue playing with the Rubik's Cube. Jiang Dongliang had also gone back to the bedroom to rest. Nangong Ling's figure was still swaying in front of the balcony. Her heart moved. This man was unintentional.

Every little gesture fascinates her.

Squatting down and playing with Jiang Ziyue, her mind was always recalling every bit of her and Nangong Ling's past, the close proximity, the accidental encounters, and the photos and books of her last time at the desk, inadvertently

Over time, each other understood each other's habits, but there was an unbridgeable gap between the two.

After Jiang Ziyue threw the toy in her hand to Jiang Xiyan, she ran to the balcony and lay on Nangong Ling's body and started acting coquettishly. The smile on Nangong Ling's face was so charming, and she had only seen such a charming smile three times.

The first time she met Nie Tong at the Haodong Group Building, that beautiful scene remained in her mind. If the hero and heroine were not them, maybe she would be envious.

The second time was when she saw him smiling and flirting with An Leer in the newspaper. When she knew that An Leer was his first love, all the hearts that wanted to have him were also locked tightly and cast magic.

Open.

The third time is Jiang Ziyue. His daughter has become almost everything to him now. If he had not kept little Yueyue at the beginning, he would never linger by her side again.

Tears fell again inadvertently. This man could smile at the person he loved most around him, and she, who was once just his bedmate and secretary, could now only be the mother of his daughter.

I promised not to cry for him anymore, but my eyes still couldn't help the thoughts in my mind. I quickly wiped the tears from the corners of my eyes with the back of my hand, but the tears were like a clay doll, getting thicker the more I wiped them.

She got up and walked towards the bedroom. She was afraid that Nangong Ling would see her like this. She also wanted to calm down. Such thoughts would drive her crazy.

Nangong Ling, who was sitting on the balcony playing with Jiang Ziyue, also saw Jiang Xiyan's tears, and his heart ached. If a woman cried in front of him, he would definitely dislike it, but Jiang Xiyan was so low-tempered.

He sobbed loudly, but it made his heart hurt.

What is love? What is love for? What is the ending of love? Why does love make people heartache?

Nangong Ling is also confused and in pain because of love!


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