The housekeeper was stunned for a moment, didn't dare to say anything, turned around and left.
Mo Ran's warm eyes suddenly became strange. He put the box in his hand on the table, reached out and opened the lid of the box, and carefully brushed every little thing inside with his perfect and slender fingers.
Ordinary, worthless objects seemed to have become priceless treasures in his eyes because they were related to Gu Qianqian, but the feelings he had cherished in his heart for so many years were about to disappear overnight...
"Why, it's you..."
Unable to conceal her loss, her eyes closed weakly, and painful tears fell from the corners of her eyes.
The hands on the table were pressed firmly against the table, and his long fingers dug into the table, breaking his nails and leaving traces of blood, but he didn't feel it at all.
The wind blows the curtains, passes through the window sill and blows over the warm chairs, and over the objects that have been carefully treasured by the owner for many years. The low whirring sounds seem to be talking about his reluctance...
So miserable, so painful...
After a long time, Mo Ranhao opened his eyes, and his warm pupils turned blood red in an instant. The remaining trace of warmth became fragmented, and slowly gathered into a hurricane, crazy, cold, and full of deep unwillingness and plunder.
Desire!
"Qianqian, I am not willing to give in, I will never give in..."
"You are mine, only mine!"
Xin's long figure suddenly stood up from the chair, reached for the suit jacket on the side, and strode out of the study.
The decisive figure carries the despair that destroys everything...
****
The Gong family's special plane landed steadily on the apron, and Fu Chen's figure had been waiting outside the apron for a long time.
Seeing a group of three people appear, they stepped forward respectfully and said, "Master, everything is fine in the villa."
Qi Mingye said nothing, nodded slightly, and opened her thin lips slightly, "What are you doing, baby?"
Fu Chen was stunned, obviously not expecting that Qi Mingye would suddenly ask about the young master. After being slightly startled, he quickly responded, "I have been following the housekeeper to familiarize myself with every herb in the medicine garden."
"..."
Qi Mingye narrowed his eyes, and his unpredictable pupils reflected a sharp light, as if he was thinking about something, and said nothing.
However, Gu Qianqian, who had been held in his arms, heard his words and raised her head in surprise, looking at him with a pair of glass-like pupils in disbelief, her mouth slightly opened, "Qi Mingye, the sun has risen in the west.
?You actually care about my son!"
Qi Mingye didn't pay attention to the teasing in her tone. He reached out and pinched Gu Qianqian's face, smiling charmingly, "He is also my son."
“o(╯□╰)o……”
When you were jealous of your baby before, why didn't you remember that he was your son?
Gu Qianqian glanced at Gong Shaoming who was walking beside them, pursed her lips and said nothing.
Gong Shaoming couldn't hide the disappointment in his eyes. When he heard them mentioning his son, a complicated look flashed in his eyes. He walked up to Qi Mingye and said directly, "Is Ranran really pregnant?"
"Is it important?"
Qi Mingye's deep eyes had a different kind of light. He glanced at Gong Shaoming, who looked tired, and said with a hint.
"..."
Gong Shaoming was slightly startled, but then he felt relieved and said with a smile, "It doesn't matter. No matter whether we have children or not, she is the only one for me."
"Then cherish your blessings. An Moran is a blessed person, and God will not treat her badly. As for you, if you can't stabilize the Gong family, it's hard to say whether you will have a good death."
Qi Mingye took Gu Qianqian's hand, turned around and walked towards the RV parked nearby.
