"almost."

"But I can't know anything," Han Qingqing couldn't be sure that she could pretend to be like her, "And how could Luo Xiao and Xiao Ran have been so many years, how could they not recognize her?"

"You don't need to do anything," Mo Nanjue smiled thinly, "You just need to sit quietly in the bridal chamber and wait for Luo Xiao to come in."

"That little Ran..."

"You don't have to worry about these things, I'll handle them. You just need to go in as I told you."

Han Qingqing pursed her lips, "Okay," she thought for a while, but still couldn't figure it out, "But, why do you have to ask me..."

"I still need to ask this question?" Mo Nanjue raised his eyebrows slightly and curled up a few touches of playfulness. "You have to know clearly that in Luo Xiao's heart, you are a dead person, do you understand?"

Han Qingqing opened her eyes wide, "You mean..."

"Let me ask, a person whom he thought was dead appeared in his bridal chamber and became his own bride," Mo Nanjue leaned forward, holding his slender hands on the edge of the table. "What words should I use to describe this feeling?"

Chen An thought for a while and then used what he said, "Yes, it's great."

Mo Nanjue straightened his body and rolled up his red maple cuffs. He stopped talking and turned around and walked outside. "I have already made it clear about this matter. Since you have confirmed it, stay well. I will arrange someone to notify you of everything at that time."

Chen An glanced at Leng Qing, picked up his coat and walked out.

"President!"

Han Qingqing suddenly shouted.

Mo Nanjue stopped slightly.

Han Qingqing bit his lower lip and looked up at his tall back, with a gaze on his eyes.

She didn't say anything for a long time, and the man didn't look back. He raised his legs and walked outside.

Han Qingqing held his hands tightly and suddenly shouted, "Mo Nanjue, I love you!"

Mo Nanjue walked out with his hands in his pockets, as if he hadn't heard it, and he didn't even raise his eyebrows.

He still turned a blind eye to her love.

Han Qingqing sat down on the edge of the bed, Leng Qing stood beside her head with her head down, "Qingqing..."

"I really regret it," Han Qingqing's voice choked, her eyes fixed at the place where Mo Nanjue's figure had stayed. She covered her face with her hands, "I was really obsessed with it at that time. I shouldn't have harmed Xiao Ran, nor should I harm Mo Nanjue. I took the wrong step..."

"Qingqing, stop talking, it's not your fault," Leng Qing leaned over and hugged her shoulders, and he hugged her tightly. The person he once thought he had lost in his life was now in front of him. "It's fate that is too unfair to you, but it's all over. I'll take you away, and we'll go to a place where no one knows us and live again..."

"Impossible, can I still live?"

"OK……"

"No, my heart is dead and can't burn anymore," Han Qingqing shook her head, she reached out to pull his hand away, "Luo Cheng."

Luo Cheng raised his head, "Since you are awake, from today on, I will no longer be Leng Qing."

Han Qingqing stared at his completely unfamiliar face, "You followed Luo Xiao, are you?"

Luo Cheng was dumbfounded, and he frowned, "Qingqing, I was..."

"You don't need to explain, this is also your freedom," Han Qingqing turned his face away, Luo Cheng went to pull her again, "I love you..."

"Don't love me, I'm dirty," Han Qingqing avoided his hand, and she raised her head, "I know you want to persuade me, and I know your feelings for me... But I'm no longer worthy. I want to take revenge, you can't stop me."

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Chapter completed!