At the most critical moment, pull out the little demon and kill all possibilities.
He had only seen such a scene just now in Luo Qingxue.
So he was a little surprised, a little bit of doing bad things, a little bit of throbbing.
But.
This was just a thought. When he saw her get up, his eyes retracted.
No, he and her have no future, and there is no possibility.
She was born in poverty and was not the right candidate for Mrs. Leng. Moreover, when she was with him, she was no longer pure.
He would not marry a unclean woman.
Or, he never thought about whom he would marry.
For him, "marriage" is still a faraway thing. He just wants to have fun and enjoy a happy life.
Maybe half a year, maybe a year, he might get tired of her and his eyes fell on other women.
By then, she should have left him without mercy?
What will she do after leaving him?
There are many good men around her. If she makes her famous and becomes the new generation of actress queens, I am afraid that there will be many men who will be with her at that time.
Not everyone is like him, with a virtuous and female complex. Maybe she will really meet a man who doesn't care about her past, willing to marry and have children with her, and live a happy life.
Get married, have children?
That is to say, there will be other men who treat her like he just did?
However, they do not need to have his burden. They can sow their seeds unscrupulously, then take root, sprout, give birth to a baby who looks very much like her, and be a happy dad!
The heart shrank suddenly, a little sour.
Watching her stand up sorely, watching her take out tissues to clean herself, watching her pick up the scattered things on the ground one by one, put them back on the desk, watching her open the window, disperse the miserable here
gas.
Then, watching her take out her broom and mop, she was really cleaning up the house.
Suddenly, it seemed like a picture of family life. He looked like a husband who returned home, and she looked like a wife who cleaned up the house.
Time has been stretched for a long time at this moment, and it has been a long time, as if it was a lifetime.
He looked at her and suddenly couldn't help asking, "Have you ever thought about what will happen to you in the future?"
"From the future?" Luo Qingxue was very strange and looked at him with his head tilted. Leng Yunting's face was depressed. He himself didn't know why he asked this idiot question, but he was...
...I feel a little confused.
Thinking of her revenge and punishing all those who killed her mother and who are still at large, she flashed her eyes: "I have a goal that I must achieve."
Leng Yunting thought that what she was talking about was becoming a national champion and then becoming a actress. He asked again: "What about after that?"
"Later?" Luo Qingxue was very confused by his question.
In her eyes, being able to take revenge smoothly may almost take her life.
Her life exists for revenge.
But what after revenge?
She suddenly seemed to be stunned and found that her life had broken down.
She has no goals and no pursuit.
The past that cannot be returned to, the life without dreams.
Where did she come from, and where should she go?
"I don't want to find a man and spend my whole life indifferently?"