Ke'er felt deeply helpless. She didn't understand why parents in the world were so authoritarian. The man in front of her was no longer the high-spirited Lin Shaofeng she first saw.
She still remembered the way he stood under a tree covered with fake maple leaves last winter wearing a long woolen coat and smiling at her, like a handsome boy from the Republic of China era.
At that time, he was so cheerful, elegant and gentle
Now, all that is left is the haggardness and exhaustion of a walking zombie, but she is powerless to save him.
"If I could go back a few months, even if I had to bear infamy, I would not have started this marriage that made life worse than death," Lin Shaofeng said in a low voice.
Ke'er almost wanted to cry, but she could only hold his hand and give him the brief warmth between friends.
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I was actually a step too slow 1
The year-end holiday, an unprecedented fifteen days, may be related to Lin Shaofeng's mood
Xu Yaxuan came to pick up Keer and go back to City A.
She lived in Tang Ao's house and chose a room downstairs to avoid disturbing his and Leng Jianing's unrequited passion.
However, during this period, Qingyang participated in many performances, and could not come back for the New Year's Eve. The time spent with Leng Jianing was also limited.
The cold house is decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, and it is full of joy. Some of the trees with empty leaves have been pasted by servants with fake leaves and flowers, as if spring is full of joy.
Dinner, the whole family is here
Leng Chunfeng said: "Madam, I want to discuss something with you."
Mrs. Leng smiled slightly and said, "Chunfeng, what do you want to say?"
Leng Chunfeng put down his chopsticks and said: "Tomorrow is New Year's Eve, the day for family reunion. I have booked a banquet at Manya Hotel. We will have a happy New Year's Eve dinner tomorrow night."
Mrs. Leng's smile slowly faded. Leng Jianing didn't understand what Leng Chunfeng meant and said with a smile: "Okay."
Leng Jianan glanced at her and said, "Dad, you made this arrangement deliberately to prevent mom from having a bad year."
Mrs. Leng did not speak
Leng Chunfeng had a calm expression on his face. He would rarely change the decision he made. This trait was passed on to Leng Jianan.
He said in a slightly stiff tone: "After all these years, whether you admit it or not, Xiujuan has become a member of the Leng family. No matter how hostile you two siblings are to Yaxuan, he is my biological son, Leng Chunfeng, just like you.