[69 Book Bar - www.] "Qingwu, I don't understand you... No, this ridiculous idea definitely didn't come from you, it came from my mother, right? Damn it!"
Just as Qing Wu expected, Jiang Henhan reacted very excitedly. The transparent breathing mask was filled with his angry mist, which became thicker and thicker, and finally turned into water droplets, just like the lie that Qing Wu shook her head against her will, especially
Look at the transparent breathing mask.
"Qing Wu? Are you also fooling around with my mother? Are you confused too?"
Jiang Henhan frowned, speaking with great effort. Qingwu had to walk into him apologetically, wanting to help him calm down, but he grabbed her thin, white and weak hand.
Sigh.
"I'm sorry, you meant well. I shouldn't have spoken so harshly. It's just that my mother went too far. She is always so nervous. Whenever something happens to me, she can't help but think of some evil things. It's just
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Qingwu smiled and expressed her understanding, "Henhan, I am also a mother. I can understand the feeling of aunt losing her mind for you. In fact, if you think about it carefully, her starting point is not wrong. She is just afraid of losing you."
"But asking you to give birth to a child for me would be too...unkind."
Qingwu seemed to have made a lot of determination. What He Yi gave her was a task, but whether she could complete it or not, as He Yi said, depended on whether she was determined or not.
Jiang Henhan, a man, has done so much for her, and now it's her turn to repay her kindness, but... can such a complicated thing as creating a child really be regarded as such a simple thing as repaying her kindness? The future is unpredictable, and what if it is born in the future?
What should I do if that child is unhealthy? If something happens to him or her in the future, she, the biological mother, will need to step in. But just like He Yi did to Ling Yansen, if she missed the opportunity by mistake, wouldn't she have to suffer Ling Yansen's tragedy again?
Just thinking about it made me hesitate again.
Jiang Henhan didn't understand what Qing Wu was thinking. He didn't deny that when he heard this incredible plan from her, in addition to being helpless towards his mother, he was also a little bit happy.
He has always known that Qingwu is kind and soft-hearted. There is no denying that she is grateful to him, but maybe...
"Qingwu, aside from what my mother said, I want to ask you, are you yourself, are you ready or willing to give me a child?"
Jiang Henhan's words made Qingwu's palms full of cold sweat.
She smiled stiffly, but after seeing his disappointed expression, she nodded firmly, "I do."
"Really?" Jiang Henhan couldn't believe it, and he grasped her white hand tightly. The hot sweat on his palm and the cold dampness on her palm finally merged into one.
"real."
She lowered her eyes, not daring to look at him. She hated herself at the same time. How could she bear to lie to such a man who had been silently in love with her for so many years, but at the same time persuaded her arrogantly, treating it as a white lie. She also didn't understand herself.
However, she was sure that she had already been moved by Jiang Henhan. Human beings are not grass and trees, how can they be ruthless?
Jiang Henhan's low self-esteem in love seemed to be innate. He soon began to feel uneasy again and thickened his eyebrows. The color of his eyebrows had been rendered very pale by the disease, making him look pale and ethereal.
"But, you and Ling..."
When Qing Wu heard this name, her whole body felt like it was on fire. She didn't know whether she was denying herself or Jiang Henhan. She just spoke very fast, so fast that the listeners felt something strange.
Determination and indifference, as well as sadness.
"There is no possibility for me and him! Henhan, no matter whether I want to give you a child or not, there is no possibility for me and him! The only contact I have with him in this life is probably the court battle with Bo over Duoduo's custody rights."
How could Qingwu know that she rejected the impulsive words in her heart for a moment, but she fell out of the door just as she was about to die? As soon as she pressed the door handle with her hand,
He raised his feet, as if he was about to open the door and come in.
Then, this man was frozen by her words that seemed to go off the rails. He was so solid and completely frozen that he became an ice ship that could not be melted. He could only wait for the day when the sun rose again.
But it seems that now, for Ling Yansen of the Suns, it has become a luxury and something out of reach.
Ling Yansen couldn't help but feel a little self-deprecating. He applied a thin layer of frosty white to the left side of his lips and really curled them up, forming a smooth arc of self-mockery.
Look, Ling Yansen, this is the consequence of being ungentlemanly. You should really knock on the door. Breaking in like this without permission will lead to retribution. But fortunately, you have already received too much retribution. On this point, you can do it just barely.
Ignored.
However, in the end, he still couldn't ignore the sadness floating in his mind.
Ah Wu said that it would never be possible for her to be with him again. This was something he had expected eight hundred years ago, but hearing it from her thin and gentle mouth was enough to feel like he was rubbing something into his heart.
The broken ice, those ice picks with sharp edges, cut open his heart one by one.
He Yi appeared at the right time with coffee.
The coffee cup blocked the sneer that appeared on the corner of her mouth when her sight touched Ling Yansen's lonely face.
She found out the origin of that damn rotten heart that couldn't supply blood circulation to Xiaohan's body. So she was very angry. When a mother on the verge of despair starts to get angry, her anger may be more hopeless than a cancer.
In her eyes, Ling Yansen is not her son, in fact, not in name. He is just a bastard who wants to have her child with ulterior motives!
Then, there is no need to be kind and moral towards bastards...right?
She asked herself this question, holding her heart that was already heavy with iron, and walked towards Ling Yansen who knew nothing about the upcoming fatal injury, and walked over sanctimoniously.
"Ling...Mr. Ling, do you have time? I have something I want to talk to you about."
He Yi spoke very quickly, her voice did not change, it was the mezzo-soprano she had always been good at, maybe because she had been an official wife all her life, this sentence had a strong atmosphere of negotiation from beginning to end, of course,
Majesty and command are indispensable.
Ling Yansen was a little stunned.
it is true.
He was a little stunned.
Perhaps the long corridor was too much like the empty belly of a snake, long and dark, and the light could not reach his eyes. Although he turned his head when he heard the sound, he did not see clearly what the short woman in front of him looked like.
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That day in the cemetery, the setting sun was setting and the sky was red as blood. Apart from the clear touch of that slap, he could not clearly see what the person named He Yi, who was his mother by blood, looked like.