In Situ Qinglang's impression, this seemed to be the first time he heard his father talk to him so calmly.

Should he be grateful to Sweetheart? Thanks to Sweetheart's existence, he had the first face-to-face communication with the so-called "father".

Situ Zheng was strict and meticulous, and thoughtful about problems carefully but was too heartless. Situ Qinglang had never seen the word "love" in him, at least he had never seen it when facing himself.

It's really touching - this emotionless person actually said so many "feelings" words to himself.

Situ Qinglang was silent, and Situ Zheng was not in a hurry to let him express his opinion. He returned to the precedent of the case and wrote a poem that was "The Inscription of the Master" by Wei Zheng of the Tang Dynasty.

Situ Qinglang's heart was mixed, and it was undeniable that every word Situ Zheng said was right, and every sentence hesitant and afraid to face the abyss that he was the most hesitant and afraid to face, mixed with He Jiaming's question, which made him breathless.

"Don't worry." Situ Zheng's subordinate kept saying mercy, "I told you from the beginning that your wife can only be He Jing. Now I will give you two weeks to consider it so that you can accept this result calmly. How to convince yourself, when you go back and think about it, what I want is the final result."

Situ Qinglang stood up, and Situ Zheng added: "No need to go back to the attic."

"Yes." Situ Qinglang replied habitually, walked out the door without expression, and returned to the room.

No matter how you communicate, the result is the same. He and Sweetheart are a couple that are incompatible with nature. They were born at the wrong time, met at the wrong time, fell in love with each other in a tangled way, but ended up with no ending.

He was unwilling to give up.

However, Situ Zheng's words suddenly jumped out of his heart all the time, questioning him over and over again, making him feel confused and he had no time to think about anything else.

What if it hurts sweetheart?

He was afraid of this problem from the beginning, and now he is even more afraid of this problem. All problems are based on one assumption, that is, what if he dies one day.

He is closer to death than others. Perhaps ordinary people in the world don’t need to consider this issue, but he has to consider it.

He touched his phone habitually, and suddenly remembered that the phone was smashed by Situ Zheng. He turned to Qingqing, wanting her to tell Tianxin that he had been "released", but found that Qingqing was not in the room.

Situ Qingqing was standing in front of He Jing with her shoulders around her shoulders, looking at her with a high profile with her height. He Jing was still so shy and timid, as if she always had such a pollution-free expression. However, what she asked made Situ Qingqing extremely disgusted-

"Are you guys going to act together today?" She looked like a wronged victim.

Situ Qingqing smiled all over her face and avoided answering her question: "Sister Jing, this is at my house. Can you please act like a guest?"

"This place will become my home in the future." He Jing answered firmly. From her red eyes, Situ Qingqing clearly saw her cruelty, ambition and determination.

Situ Qingqing shrugged. She really couldn't give a good look to such a woman. She was just the daughter of her father's comrades-in-arms, and Situ Qingqing was not a vegetarian.

"My brother won't give you this opportunity. Who are you?"

"Situ Qingqing, I don't understand why you look down on me. Maybe I have many shortcomings in your eyes, but I am more worthy of your brother than that woman, and I will get along with you in the future more harmoniously."

"God knows." Situ Qingqing sneered, "You'd better tell my dad such words. Now only my parents can listen to your nagging."
Chapter completed!