Beiming Shaoxi grabbed her hand and led her staggering forward.
The hotel was booked, and the restaurant was preparing the same hot pot that they had eaten a few years ago.
Western-style restaurant, extremely mismatched hot pot, very spicy, with a layer of spicy oil floating around.
In the mist, Ji Anan was a little dazed looking at the hot pot. He pinched himself hard on his leg and laughed: "Uncle, who comes to a Western restaurant and still eats hot pot?"
Beiming Shaoxi threw vegetables into the hot pot, which were all her favorites.
Ji Anan's throat is slightly choked. He is doubting her because she is too good to Leo and little Aixi?
Once she is exposed, she can no longer stay. She cherishes this time and she must pretend.
Throughout the dinner, she told interesting jokes. Beiming Shaoxi didn't say a word and just ate in silence. Although he could eat spicy food after following Ji Anan, this kind of spicy hot pot still made him choke and cough.
His lips were as red as that day four and a half years ago.
He ordered a lot of wine and drank glass after glass.
"Uncle, stop drinking..."
Ji Anan snatched his cup and he drank from it again.
Just like on her wedding day, he drank a lot and was the drunkest he had ever been.
Ji Anan felt that his depression was like a volcano about to erupt, so he didn't stop him.
The drunk Beiming Shaoxi was helped by hotel staff into his exclusive suite, which was also where Ji Anan had stayed with him.
The first time was thrown to him in this room, on this big bed.
Beiming Shaoxi fell on the bed, leaning crookedly.
He can forgive Ji An'an for not recognizing him, but he can't tolerate her denying him!
The past experiences were engraved in his bones like knives, but she didn't want it anymore...
When she returns to him, she has to pretend to be another person, afraid that he will force her to be with him?
If he was really this kind of person, he would not have let her go and given her a chance to make her own choice.
Beiming Shaoxi shed tears from the corner of his right eye, coming from the deepest part of his heart.
He turned sideways, with his face buried in his chest, tears welling up from the pillow on his right side. He frowned, not knowing that he was crying.
Then, tears began to fall from his right eye, and they dropped down from the corner of his eye, jumped over the bridge of his tall nose, and slid down diagonally.
Ji Anan fetched hot water from the bathroom: "Uncle, are you okay?"
Beiming Shaoxi was not drunk, his mind was unusually clear, but his mind was a little confused.
He wished that his brain could continue to be blurred and he could become a fool who couldn't see anything clearly.
When Ji Anan wiped his hands with a towel and tried to reach across his body to wipe his face, he remained buried in the big fluffy pillow.
Ji Anan also began to cry silently, and a large tear slipped down, and he quickly raised the back of his hand to wipe it away, not forgetting to help him take off his boots.
After pulling the big quilt and covering him with difficulty, Ji Anan returned to the bathroom and gently closed the door.
The bursting tears could not be restrained from falling.
Ji Anan covered her lips, with her back lowered and the door mottled down...
In the photo Helianchi gave her, she saw the young Miss Qianqian and Mr. Beiming Shijue, and also saw Gu Nancheng!
I checked and found out that the force that bombed the church this time is a branch of Gu Nancheng's force. The shells, guns and ammunition he used were all modified and produced by himself...
The person who kidnapped your two children is also that force. Do you think that even if you reject me, you can be with Beiming Shaoxi?