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"Men are unreliable. Fishy said that men need to be able to rely on themselves, and sows can climb trees as well. So, even if a man dies, so be it. The child must be protected." Yao Qingcheng arrogantly replied.

In his heart, he already had an answer. No wonder Little Fishy was so popular with her. Indeed, her thoughts were different from the others, but he was very curious, since Little Fishy described men as such, why would she marry someone else? Qingcheng also felt the same way. She had clearly lost half of her life to save someone, yet the words she said were so unpleasant to hear, making people feel grateful towards her.

"Junior Sister, your mouth offends others and needs to be changed." Yao Meng Chen couldn't help but advise.

"That's all I have left. If you don't like it, you can. It's not like I'm telling you to listen." Yao Mo asked as she stretched her neck.

"Why bother?" Yao Meng Chen couldn't help but sigh.

"Obviously it's just a show of good intentions, but you just have a sharp tongue and a rotten heart."

Yao Qingcheng's expression darkened.

Once Yao Meng Chen started talking, he didn't want to stop.

"That man called Long Mo is not bad, you should have a home." Although Long Mo wanted to use the method of nibbling to get close to Yao Qingcheng, no matter how hard he tried, Yao Meng wouldn't budge.

How could he betray his family for someone he didn't care about? However, that didn't mean he didn't accept Long Mo as a person. He had asked around, and even though Long Mo's actions were strange, his feelings towards Yao Qingcheng couldn't be faked. No one would dare to kill themselves in order to gain a woman's trust.

It was precisely because Long Mo had truly died that he acknowledged Long Mo's feelings for Yao Qingcheng. Moreover, he believed that Yao Qingcheng should have feelings for this man as well. Otherwise, she would have just directly asked him to die. Didn't she just watch as she died?

"Are you free?" A look of impatience appeared on Yao Qingcheng's face.

"I know that my bad luck has hurt you, and you are utterly disappointed in men."

Yao Meng Chen paused for a moment, laughing at himself as he looked at her seriously.

"Junior sister, I used to think that I was a person who was infatuated with her. Only when I knew that your sister had died in front of me did I realize that I was such a fickle person. From that day on, I was the same as you; I felt that all the men in the world were fickle.

"So, I'd rather be a man without love in this world than me speaking up for Long Mo. If a man wanted to change his heart, he would have already. He wouldn't have waited for you for 20 years, right?"

After saying that, Yao Meng Chen didn't act like usual, waiting for Yao Qingcheng to leave. He stood up gracefully, and stared deeply at her, "Junior sister, if I could have a second chance, I would definitely be the most infatuated man in the world, and would definitely stay with your sister until I'm old, and would definitely not let her down. When she died, I realized that the person I loved the most was her, and I just missed her like that."

Yao Qingcheng blankly stared at him as he left. Suddenly, she discovered that his back was hunched. Time never stopped for anyone. But why was it that such a slow time passed like flowing water?

She remembered when she was still young. Her elder sister held her hand and smiled sweetly at the fairy-like man that was approaching her. "Senior Brother, this is my little sister."

At that time, the medicinal dust was warm and clean, with a straight back. Yao Qingcheng touched her silver eyebrows, aged.

"Not good, not good." The old procuress barged into Yao Qingcheng's room like she was chasing a ghost.

"What is it?" Yao Qingcheng retracted the perplexed look on her face and opened her mouth arrogantly, causing the old procuress to suspect that she was seeing things.

"Young Master Long Mo Long has sent the wedding invitation." The old procuress calmed herself down and passed the red invitation in her hands to Yao Qingcheng.

He's married?

Yao Qingcheng stared fixedly at the invitation in the bawd's hands. He actually got married? A bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. If this man could be relied on, then even the sow would climb the tree. It was indeed true.

"What's so surprising about that?" Pack a congratulatory gift and send it over to him. " Yao Qingcheng glared at him.

"Qingcheng, you should read the contents of the invitation." The old procuress had a bitter look on her face.

"What's so good about it?" Isn't it the same for the marriage certificate invitations under the heavens? " Yao Qingcheng rejected him, but for some reason, she felt restless and restless in her heart.

The old procuress carefully looked at Yao Qingcheng's expression, "Qingcheng, you can't have fallen in love with Long Mo, right?"

Yao Qingcheng was stunned as she stared at the old procuress, "What nonsense are you spouting?"

How could she fall in love with someone? She would rather like a woman than a man.

"Take a look for yourself." The old procuress took the bronze mirror and stuffed it into Yao Qingcheng's hands.

"Take a look at yourself. Your current expression clearly says you are sad, disappointed, and disappointed. It looks like you have been abandoned."

"How could I? Why are you so talkative?" Yao Qingcheng said as she looked at the bronze mirror. When she first saw the person in the mirror, her first reaction was: Who was this widow's face?

When she regained her senses, she grabbed the bronze mirror in the bawd's hand and stared wide-eyed at the person in the bronze mirror. Was that her? How could she show such an expression? How could she show such an aggrieved and abandoned expression? She extended her hand and pinched her own face, and the person in the mirror pinched herself as well. It was very painful, really very painful.

"Love — the reason it is called love is because you don't know when it will come. Qingcheng, I didn't expect you to be so deep in love. Now that Young Master Long is getting married, what should we do?" The old procuress put the invitation away and sighed.

Yao Qingcheng was completely dumbstruck by her words. She was deeply in love with Long Mo? How was this possible?

A voice whispered in his heart, "You have fallen in love with him for a long time. It's just that you don't know it."

Yao Qingcheng's heart was in a mess. She heard the old procuress say that Young Master Long was about to get married, but what should she do? Her mind kept replaying what she should do and what she should do.

Yao Qingcheng suddenly raised her hands to cover her ears. Her actions were childish, but she couldn't stand the sound that lingered in her ears.

"Maybe it's still too late to stop them now." The old procuress cast a cautious glance at Yao Qingcheng.

"How can we do that? Wouldn't that be harming the person who married Young Master Long? " Yao Qingcheng weakly said.

Young Master Long has waited for you for twenty years, so how could such a deep relationship disappear just like that? Even if that woman gets married, Young Master Long's heart and soul have always missed you, and it would have been even worse for that girl. The old procuress made a downward chopping motion with her palms together as a blade.