840. Chapter 840 I only like to treat you too much 8
Lezhu was taking a walk downstairs, walking in this former city. She actually didn't have many good memories that she could tell.
The only ones are related to Lei Aotian, so of course I won't mention them. In fact, what An Jingxing misses the most is the period when she was studying in university. Later, due to An Jinmu's interference, her university only
She was halfway through her studies, although she still didn't know how the teachers would deal with her studies after she gave up halfway.
She wanted to go back to school for a visit, but she always felt that going back would offend her feelings, so she never said anything.
Just when An Jingxing was lost in thought about these things, Tang Qianrong, who was walking aside, suddenly said: "Do you want to visit some places where you have lived before? I can drive you there."
Hearing Tang Qianrong's words, she suddenly came back to her senses and looked at the man beside her. All the memories that had happened in Bicheng came out like a tide, including of course the things that this man had done to her.
Which ones are too good.
Her eyebrows couldn't help but knit together. She shook her head and showed a somewhat forced smile: "Forget it, it's just good to walk downstairs. Your status is so special, it's not good to be stared at by others."
"There are not as many people staring at me in this place as there are in Los Angeles." Tang Qianrong smiled, and Qingjun's eyebrows seemed to soften a bit at this moment. Looking at Tang Qianrong like this, An Jing
Somehow, Xing remembered many details that he had not noticed before.
Those were all things, big or small, that happened during the days when she was imprisoned, or small details that she had not noticed before.
For example, this man once gently but forcefully stopped his own suicide. This man once listened to his request and took him to the mall, generously giving him the illusion that he could escape, but in the end he used another method.
Blocked my own thoughts.
During the period when she was just pregnant, everyone seemed to have become much softer, whether it was because of his instructions or something else. In the later stages of her pregnancy, she often felt that her legs were swollen and uncomfortable, but occasionally she would wake up from a dream in the middle of the night.
, but she seemed to always see a figure pinching her legs.
At that moment, many things seemed to become clear. An Jingxing paused slightly and looked at the man beside him. For a moment, he felt a little excited in his heart, but also had some special emotions.
"Tang Qianrong, Mrs. Lin... who is Lin Xiaohui?" The elder who had comforted her during those dark days was the only person she remembered after that period. She later met her in Los Angeles.
When Lin Xiaohui was born, she didn't know that Gene was Tang Qianrong, so she never associated Lin Xiaohui with Sister Lin.
But now she suddenly remembered these many things, and the truth became clear with many clues connected.
"Aunt Lin and Lin Xiaohui are mother and daughter. Aunt Lin is my nanny who has been with me for many years. She is an elder like my mother. I respect her very much." Tang Qianrong seemed not surprised that An Jingxing would ask such a question.
Even his answers were much more patient than usual. He knew that his smart girl would still have many questions to ask herself.
