I knew that the dead girl had such ability. He might have been better to the girl at first, but now even Ling Guozhi regrets it is useless.
When Fang cuie heard her husband say this, she couldn't help but lose her heart and said, "she's been in prison alone. How does Yi Jin look at her? What's more, it's Yi Jin's fiancee who killed her! "
"How do I know that!" Lingguozhi has no good temper.
"Well, I don't think it's enough." Fang cuie said, "it's not like we fall in love. It's on the bright side, and we can marry into Gu's family in the future. We are not going to pay for this trip! "
Thinking of his little daughter, Ling Guozhi is in a better mood. Now all his hopes are on her.
On the other hand, Yi Jinli returns her mobile phone to Ling, and a fierce look flashes in her eyes. "What do you want your father to do?"
He asked her with a smile, but the wipe in her eyes was fierce, but she understood.
For a moment, Ling still understood that no matter what she was going to do to her father, he was afraid that once she said it, he would realize it for her.
It's just that... "No, he and I are just like this. It's also very good." Ling still said that what her father did was only to erase the last trace of affection in her heart.
She used to think that her father had at least a little past affection for her mother. After all, in those days, her parents were also free to fall in love and get married, and her mother married her father at the time when her father was most bitter and depressed.
But now she realized that it was just her wishful thinking.
Originally, the most terrible thing is time. Even though we once loved each other, after so many years, there is no time left.
Yi Jin can't get away from frowning. In front of her eyes, her eyes are light, and there is a light mockery and sadness on her quiet face. It was as if something had gone through her body, and he could not hold it.
All of a sudden, he almost subconsciously hugged her and wanted to catch her. Now, she finally got close to him, and he didn't want to let her go.
Ling was still stunned for a while, only to feel that his whole body was in a broad embrace, but what followed was that his hands were tightly around her body, making her almost out of breath.
"Yi Jin leaves..." she couldn't help shouting.
Her voice made him tremble, and then he slightly loosened his arms around her, but still kept holding her, not completely released.
"Call me ah Jin, I like to hear you call me ah Jin." He murmured, the elegant voice, with a touch of hoarseness, penetrating her eardrum, seeping into her heart.
She pursed her lips, as if hesitating, but at last she said, "ah Jin."
A smile rose from his lips. "That's very nice."
She looked at the smile on his face, as if she was just shouting, which would make him happy and satisfied.