Lei Haotian laughed softly, then pulled her into his arms, and then nodded her nose in a gesture of surrender: "Of course, but who will take care of the baby?"
He used a deliberation tone and snorted coldly: "Send it to my parents, they love the child very much; or, I give it to Uncle Lei, so that the baby can get close to grandpa?"
Well, she won.
Lei Baobao didn't feel uncomfortable at all, because she heard that her uncle would also go to her grandparents' house. Because her uncle and aunt were getting ready to get married, she had another chance to stay with her uncle.
The little guy danced happily as he was put on the plane to Spain.[
The other plane went directly to Moscow.
In front of a cemetery in Moscow, Lei Haotian wore a pair of sunglasses on his resolute face. The woman beside him, who also wore large sunglasses, held a bouquet of chrysanthemums in her hand and slowly placed it in front of the tombstone.
They both bowed and saluted.
The old man on the tombstone had complicated emotions for them.
Compared to Lei Haotian, who has a love-hate relationship and a simpler heart, she doesn't have much emotion or anger towards her grandfather. He is neither close nor distant. In her eyes, he is just a deceased old man.
As for Lei Haotian's mature face, he has already managed not to be happy with things or sad with himself, and there is no trace of emotion on his face.
When a person reaches his height, he will not show his emotions easily on his face.
He stood at the commanding heights of the mountain behind Lei's family, overlooking the entire Lei's family. The villa where he once lived at the foot of the mountain has now become a hunting ground. Lei Xiao did not dare to go too far.
The villa at the center of the Lei family's power was demolished. Lei Haotian didn't even frown. It was always normal. No one wanted to see it and miss someone, which would cause trouble in their heart.
The sweetheart, on the other hand, raised her eyebrows and sighed. After all, it was the villa that she had taken care of for more than half a year. Now it was long gone, and she felt a sense of sadness in her heart.
She suddenly thought of the study in the villa and the photos in the drawer of the study, and couldn't help but frown: "Lei Haotian, were all the things in the villa destroyed?"
Lei Haotian turned his head and put her hands in his pockets to keep them warm. He put his arms around her shoulders and walked down the mountain.
"Is there anything you particularly care about?
"Well, there are a lot of things that I care about." Her bedroom and everything she used, she actually cared about.
"What is it? I asked Lin Xiao to look for it for you. Most of the things in the villa have been put away by him."
"There is a drawer of photos, these are my photos, are they still there?" Four years later, she asked the question with interest, her heart-shaped brows were raised high, she reached into his pocket with her hand, pinched his waist and twisted it into an obtuse angle, her eyes
With a smile: "Are you still here?"
"exist."
He answered readily, without even frowning despite the pain.
Instead, he came to her face and kissed her hard, "Do you want me to explain?"
"What do you think?" She threw the question back to him.[
Lei Haotian smiled slyly, "Do you want to hear it?"
"Do you want to say it?" Xinzi leaned on his shoulder and buried her head into his arms.
"In no mood."
Upon hearing this, Xinzi shrugged his shoulders: "Then I won't ask. I will keep my curiosity and investigate slowly in the future."
Lei Haotian looked down at her side face with burning eyes and an innocent expression: "That's my little secret, but I don't mind if you investigate it slowly by yourself, just so you can focus on me."