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Staring at this patch of orchids and falling snow, he saw that the place where the two of them stood in the past was still there, but things had changed.
The momentary feeling made his nose suddenly sore, but he still endured it.
Wanyan Che suppressed her face and sighed lightly, her eagle eyes were filled with mist but she stubbornly refused to let the warmth flow down.
Such tears of remorse should not flow silently by themselves. They should regret and plead guilty in front of Xi Yan, otherwise he would be ashamed of his surname 'Wanyan' and ashamed of being her husband.
"When people leave, the tea will cool down." It was the first time that he had such a profound understanding of these four words.
People always have bad tendencies when they have something, and they let it go silently. It is not until the moment of loss that they understand how valuable it is when they have it. Now that Wang Lansi is thinking about people, it is no longer a "regret" that can catch up with everything.
Suddenly, I could still smell a few wisps of rouge aroma in my nose, Wan Yanche's absent-minded eagle eyes suddenly turned fierce, his handsome face was as gloomy as frost, and his straight back exuded a cold and unapproachable aura, making people who came close feel frightened.
step.
Ding Qianrong, who was originally walking forward, was startled by the indifferent aura emanating from his body. She immediately stopped in her steps and did not dare to make any mistakes. Therefore, she ignored his cold expression, forced a beautiful smile, and called softly: "Husband,
You have just finished your morning session, you must be hungry, right? Qianrong has prepared your favorite breakfast, why not go to Lingfeng-"
Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, Wanyan Che's cold voice spoke out: "No need! You are not alone now, so don't worry about me. Go back and rest. I just want to be alone for a while."
The warmth of the past is gone, and there is no trace of the tenderness that should exist between husband and wife in the indifferent and polite words, leaving only the indifference and politeness, like a stranger.
Hearing this, Ding Qianrong Yanxiao's face froze in pain, and she felt aggrieved. He didn't even look at herself?
I laughed to myself in my heart, this situation was no different from Gu Xiyan's at that time.
The only difference is that Gu Xiyan was framed, but she was so ugly that he shrank away like a snake or a scorpion.
She raised her eyes and stared at his resolute and handsome profile, feeling heartache hidden in her admiration. Seeing him looking at a garden of orchids in ecstasy, the jealousy in her heart became more intense. The thin white catkins clutched her cloud gauze pink sleeves, gritting her teeth with hatred,
Chun Bo's watery eyes flashed with three points of viciousness and seven points of resentment and jealousy.
Gu Xiyan, why is it that your husband still cares about you so much even after you have left? But he can't avoid me, Ding Qianrong, mother and son. How can I be inferior to you?
For a long time, the two of them were in a stalemate and remained silent for a while.
Wanyan Che's eagle brows furrowed slightly, and when he saw that the person behind him did not retreat, he couldn't help but turn his head and look back.
Today, she is wearing a gouache cloud gauze dress, delicate lotus ribbons, tall temples with a few strands left, gauze skirts fluttering in the wind, her face is like a silver plate, her eyes are like apricots, her lips are red without dots, and her eyebrows are unpainted.
As for Cui, her eyes are seven points charming and her smile is three points charming.
Why did he feel like he was frowning when he looked at her who seemed so gentle and lovely in the past? The more he saw her, the more difficult it became for him to look at her.
Seeing him looking at her so deeply, Ding Qianrong's watery eyes were filled with tears, and she almost begged: "Husband, for the sake of our flesh and blood, please forgive me once, okay?" Two lines of crystal clear tears fell down, which was touching and endearing.
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Seeing her so sad, Wanyan Che remained unmoved and turned around with his hands behind his back coldly: "Forgive? Qianrong, if I forgive you, then who can I ask for my forgiveness from?" Lingmo's words contained a sense of helplessness and sadness.
Pale, as if the heart is dead and ashes.
Hearing this, Ding Qianrong froze in tears, and her chest felt tight. She could hear the hatred and pain he had just said, and she felt even more unwilling. She said coldly: "Husband, what are you doing to Qianrong if you do this?"
Fair? I am not, but now I am pregnant with the great-grandson who was relegated to the Wanyan family, but you turned a blind eye, ignored me, and allowed me to be ignored for nearly twenty days, and you--"
"Ding Qianrong, don't annoy me now, otherwise you'll be responsible for the consequences." Wanyan Che suddenly turned her face coldly, and a murderous aura burst out with the sound.
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There is one more update, Wanzi recommends reading it tomorrow.
Sorry, the busy work schedule has also dragged down everyone's hard work. Wanzi found that he didn't know how to repay other than typing with his heart, so he bowed again.