Therefore, Gao Ce also needed to take the stairs when he left the house.
At the corner of the stairs, there was a red wallet. It was very old and in a very old-fashioned style.
Gao Ce quickly recalled the memory in his mind, it should be Li Xuanyuan's.
After all, not everyone can enter this place.[
What's more, this building is all property in his name and no one lives in it. That's why he and Wang Qianqing tried to have an affair in the corridor.
Bending down, Gao Ce picked up the wallet.
When I opened it, it was very barren inside. Apart from less than 300 yuan in cash, there was a business card and an ID card.
On the ID card, Li slowly smiled sweetly.
He remembered that on the day the photo was taken, the old man forced him to fly back from abroad and wait in his car for her to go to the Public Security Bureau to take the photo.
Maybe it was because they hadn't seen each other for a long time, but the smile on Li Huanhuan's young face was particularly bright that day.
After taking pictures, they drove directly home.
In the car, Li Xuanyuan tilted his head and asked him: "Brother Ce, now that Xuanyuan has grown up and has an ID card, can I be brother Ce's wife?"
Li Huanhuan was only sixteen years old at that time and looked very innocent.
He was so innocent that everyone could see that Gao Ce was extremely impatient with her.
But she was still stupid enough to follow him as soon as she saw him.
How did you answer it originally?
It seems like a very cruel answer!
It seems to be like this--Want to be my wife?
Do you deserve it?
Li Xuanyuan's eyes were filled with tears at that time, but he held it in with all his strength.
Because, he said, a woman who can only cry will always be a waste!
Gao Ce's eyes were a little dazed.
After a long time, my long and clean fingers moved slightly, and I saw a piece of white paper in the compartment of the wallet.[
Frowning, open it.
It is a pregnancy report card.
The date is three years ago.
Gao Ce's eyes suddenly seemed like they could spit out fire.
There are emotions in my heart that I can't even describe. I don't know if it's anger, shock, or even boredom!