Lin Yuchen watched her walking towards him in a white gauze. She was so beautiful in a white gauze, just like an angel.
And he knew that he was not an angel, he was a demon. Demons and angels could never be together.
He had been happy enough in the five years they had lived together. He thought, that was the happiest moment in his life, right?
"Are you really planning to marry him?"
Damn, Leng Yunting really wanted to scold her after hearing this sentence.
Why did two men rush out to ask her this question? Are you so bad?
Luo Qingxue looked at him and nodded firmly.
"Won't you regret it?"
Luo Qingxue shook her head.
Lin Yuchen sniffed, shook his head and sighed: "The biggest wrong thing I have done in my life is to push you to his side with my own hands."
Luo Qingxue finally moved, Lin Yuchen said with a smile: "Don't feel indebted, the business signed by Leng Yunting in the past three years is worth at least five billion. The profit of five billion - I am a businessman, you should
Understand, I will choose the latter between you and money."
Luo Qingxue stopped talking and just looked at him seriously.
But Xiaobao called out: "Daddy."
Lin Yuchen was stunned, walked to Xiaobao and hugged him.
In fact, he didn't have everything.
At least, those five years left indelible marks on her and on Xiaobao.
"In the future, if bad people bully your mommy, remember to bring her to me." Lin Yuchen smiled and kissed Xiaobao's face.
Damn! Leng Yunting really couldn't stand it this time. He snatched Xiaobao from his arms and pulled Luo Qingxue over, frowning and looking at her eagerly.
Lin Yuchen laughed, walked away, and strode away.
Before walking to his car, he looked back and saw that Leng Yunting had already led them into the auditorium.
"Be happy." He sighed with emotion, and the car left quickly, rolling up petals with tears in his eyes.
In the evening, Leng Yunting and Luo Qingxue, as well as Xiaobao, Leng Haotian and Feng Linxue, all came to Li Jingxuan's tomb.
This summer, the sea breeze rustles the leaves.
Five years ago, no, ten years ago, or even earlier, before Luo Qingxue was born, this marriage was destined.
Besides hatred, what our parents left behind is more than hatred, love.
"Mom, Yunting and I are married." Luo Qingxue knelt down and wiped the tombstone clean. In the photo, Li Jingxuan was still gentle and kind. "And she brought Xiaobao here."
"Grandma, I'm Xiaobao." The little guy also imitated his mother and squatted down, and neatly delivered a bunch of calla lilies to Li Jingxuan's grave.
Leng Haotian and Feng Linxue were also on the side, bending down towards the tombstone.
The old things of the past are scattered with the wind, and no matter how much love and hate, they are buried in the loess and turned into the earth.
Thank her for bringing Luo Qingxue into this world, thank her for letting go of their grudges earlier than they did, and thank her even more for her persistence and hard work.
"Mom, don't worry, I will be good to Qingxue and Xiaobao forever." Leng Yunting also bowed to Li Jingxuan cautiously, and then hugged his wife and children.
Luo Qingxue also felt the warmth in his palm, and her fingers intertwined with his.
The pastor’s solemn words still echoed in my ears:
"Mr. Leng Yunting, are you willing to marry Miss Luo Qingxue as your wife? No matter whether you are sick or healthy, rich or poor, you will never leave her, and we will depend on you for good and bad times."
"I do."
"Miss Luo Qingxue, are you willing to marry Mr. Leng Yunting, no matter whether you are sick or healthy, rich or poor, you will never leave her, and you will depend on each other for good and bad times?"