The two children were as indifferent as ever, with no signs of loosening. Qin Jing put down the new box of ultra-light clay and took away the clay figurine they had made. After dinner, the old lady held Qin Jing's hand and spoke.

Qin Jing didn't know what to say, so he could only smile and comfort the old lady, saying that she and Wen Jili were still fine.

No matter how much the younger generation quarrels, she always feels that they should not bring bad emotions to the elderly and make them worry about the younger generation.

It means that no matter how much she hates Gu Yuyan, she doesn't want Mo Bai to treat Gu Yuyan indiscriminately and maliciously because of her, and retaliate against her.

In the evening, Qin Jing wanted to take a taxi back, but in the end she couldn't handle the two elderly people, so her fifth uncle took her back.

The car drove smoothly on the road. Uncle Wu, who was no longer young, kept apologizing to Mu Jing. Facing Uncle Wu who was as clear-minded as a mirror, Qin Jing did not hide the rift between her and Wen Jili like he had hidden from the two elderly people.

Relationships are secretive.[

She bluntly comforted this man who was approaching old age and told him that if she really divorced Wen Jili, Mu Jing would not be at fault. It could only be said that Wen Jili's heart was unstable, or he had never been stable at all.

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A man's heart has no inclination. No matter how powerful the women outside are, they can remain motionless and defend their own home.

If a man's heart is slightly alienated, all it takes is a look or a suggestive movement from the woman outside, and the man's heart that once promised to make a lasting alliance will gradually collapse, and he will be tempted.

If she and Wen Jili really divorced, Luo Yi's actions were certainly wrong, but the biggest reason was still attributed to Wen Jili.

I talked a lot with Uncle Wu in the car, and the depression that had been suppressed in my heart came out through all this. In the end, the middle-aged man just sighed and said nothing more.

Having said that, any words of comfort or good advice are all empty words.

"You child, you see too clearly. It would be great if A Jing's child was half as good as you." When he got off the car, Uncle Wu still looked at Qin Jing apologetically, "Young Madam, no matter what, you will always be my Huang Guidong.

The only young lady that I recognize in my heart."

Qin Jing smiled and did not reply to his words. He just told him to be careful when he went back and not to drive too fast.

The only recognized young lady?

Oh.

That means that you have already acquiesced in your heart that there is only one existence, and that is why you have this only way of saying it.

The person Wu Shu has always been loyal to is the Wen family, and Luo Yi is his nephew. He is said to be invincible!

The only identification?

That means there is only two young ladies!

If something really happened between her and Luo Yi, the man who thought he was the only young lady would definitely turn towards Luo Yi without saying a word.

Talking and laughing, that's all.

*****

Winter was getting longer and longer, and the weather was getting colder and colder. During this period, Qin Jing called Gu Zhancheng and got a lot of curses from him. Qin Jing waited patiently for him to finish scolding before asking him how Gu Yuyan was doing.

"You still have the nerve to ask what happened to Yan Yan! What on earth did you say to your brother to make him so cruel! A woman can be so vicious! She deserves Wen Ji Li to not want you!" Gu Zhancheng said to Qin Jing on the phone.

scold.[

At this time, Qin Jingben was standing downstairs in the hospital, wanting to go up and see Gu Yuyan on Mo Bai's behalf, but she stopped suddenly. It was such a heartbreaking thing to say, it was really the one who was related to her by blood and law.

Did the father of the relationship say that?

Oh, it was because of another precious daughter that I was sarcastic to her!

It’s been a long time since I heard such heart-wrenching words. My heart was throbbing, and I was squeezed into a ball of depression and uncomfortable. I looked up at the bleak kapok tree beside the road, with mottled light and shadow, and the branches rustling in the wind.
Chapter completed!