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Chapter 889: The past of the young marshal and Zhongqing [29]

One day, you will know... In fact, none of what you thought was lost has ever left you.

I will accumulate it bit by bit for you.

Give you the best dreams.

I'm afraid, if you see it that day, you will definitely be very happy, very happy...

The love is completely speechless.

In fact, even a thousand words couldn't describe the feeling in her heart. She even didn't know how she was going to speak to him.

At least she felt that she was very happy and satisfied.

She nodded and heard her voice, so determined: "I believe in you... No matter what you do, I will believe in you..."

She has never trusted anyone.

But at this moment, she was willing to believe in the man in front of her.

She believed that he would not let her down, nor would he let her be sad.

Yi Jian smiled...reached out his hand and hugged her tightly.

He still remembered the night when they first met, the two of them talked about their dreams.

He said that he didn’t have any big dreams, he just liked the quiet days. Yes, that’s what he wanted to do, to find someone to spend the rest of his life with, to simply watch the clouds rolling in and out, drink tea and grow flowers, and feel comfortable.

Boundless.

She listened and said it was beautiful. She lowered her eyes. There was loneliness in her eyes. He asked her, where is her dream?

She didn't speak, and he could clearly see the heavy pain in her eyes.

For a long time, she just said: "My dream will never be realized in my lifetime... I want a real family, and a family that loves each other... This is my lifetime wish..."

But he kept that sentence in mind and never forgot it.

Every word she said and every thing she asked for, he worked hard to complete for her.

For so many years, he has been working hard and planning carefully for her.

He thought that would be the most beautiful...the most beautiful gift he could give her...

………………………

Inside the house, the atmosphere was peaceful and full of sadness, but outside, Xu Ang was already driving his car, approaching quickly, knocking on the door, and an anxious voice came: "Young Marshal, it's an emergency..."

[I’ll finish it today and continue tomorrow. Damn it. Tencent sucks like crazy. The chapters I posted are all messed up. 24 can’t be moved to the next page. I supplemented 23 to 25 and posted a single chapter so that everyone can see it coherently.

Get up... the evil Tencent, I am completely speechless, such a big company, so disgusting!]


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