Ling Angmeifeng frowned tightly, "Lan Yuchi, why do you have to do this?"
Lan Yuchi looked straight at her and said one by one: "Because I love her."
"But I am the one she loves!" he said loudly.
Lan Yuchi's eyelashes moved with guilt, and then said lightly: "So what? Anyway, she is my wife now, so what if she loves you? The people who love the most in this world may not be together, they are together.
People may not be the ones who love each other the most, this is reality.”
"Lan Yuchi, don't be rude."
He smiled lightly, "I'm just doing everything that's right. You called me before the operation and told me that I hope I take good care of her. Everyone thought you were really dead, so I took care of her according to your will.
This is a natural thing.”
"But if she knew I was alive, that fact would change."
"Don't you think this is God's will? She was originally my fiancée, and now she is my wife. This is the most suitable thing. Even God arranged for you to pretend to die and push her back to me. I have to say that I
She is the one who is most destined to be with her.”
Ling Ang’s lips were bitter and helpless, “Yes, I have to blame God for being really good at teasing people, but everything has a change. If Ao Shuang knew that the person she loved was still alive in the world
If it is, everything will turn around. You don’t have any ability to stop all this from going back.”
"I let her never know that you are still alive, this is ability."
Ling Ang couldn't help but feel angry, "Lan Yuchi, is it interesting for you to do this? Don't forget that she is pregnant with my child."
Lan Yuchi had a deep gloomy light burst out from his eyes, and his voice was as hard as a stone: "Ling Ang, you were wrong, the child is not yours."
Ling Ang was stunned for a moment, then smiled contemptuously, "Lan Yuchi, do you think that telling such a lie can deceive me?"
"If I tell you, Aoshuang lost you to anesthetize with alcohol, and I had a drunken accident with her, so she was pregnant with my child, are you still so calm?"
Ling Ang's breathing stagnated for a moment and rushed out, "Impossible..."
Lan Yuchi smiled femininely, "You don't think about it. Aoshuang's love for you has reached a point beyond life. If she wasn't pregnant with my child, how could she agree to marry me?"
Ling Ang's body suddenly stiffened for a moment, and a burst of pain surged in his heart.
He looked at Lan Yuchi darkly. After a long time, he said tenaciously: "Even if she is pregnant with your child, as long as she still loves me in her heart, I must let her return to me. After the child is born,
You can get the child back. If Aoshuang doesn't want to, I will help her get custody and treat the child like my flesh and blood."
Lan Yuchi looked at him quietly, and a surge in his eyes rose like mist.
He suddenly smiled with mixed feelings, but he laughed in his heart, with the starry eyes in his eyes sighing.
It turns out that in this world, except for his broad and great mind, Ling Ang also has the same mind.
When Ling Ang died in the future, he was willing to treat his children as his own flesh and blood. It turned out that Ling Ang was the same. For the sake of Wang Aoshuang, he could treat his children as his own.
He had to sigh that it was really a creature who messed with people, so why did he arrange two such men together and fall in love with a woman at the same time?