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I don't need to make a phone call, Qiao Dongcheng has already returned rather early.

I took a book in the garden and opened it a few pages. The fragrance of the flowers assailed me and a bouquet of red roses appeared before my eyes.

He raised his eyes and looked at Qiao Dongcheng. "A gift for me?"

He smiled, took the book from my hand and placed it on the table. "If I don't give it to you, who should I give it to?"

"Heh, I'm really not used to it." Suddenly, he sent me flowers.

"If you like it, I'll send it to you every day." "I remember when you were young, you still loved to eat the roast geese in Guangdong. Here." Ye Zichen shook the bag on his hand. "I bought some."

To suddenly treat me so well, to be honest, I'm really not used to it.

He wondered what would happen to him when he went in later.

He took the flowers from him. "I feel like I'm about to get married." My future fiancé began to care about me.

He said softly, "We are going to be married. I have neglected you before and will treat you well in the future."

I took the initiative to take his hand and enter.

"If you don't like me, I'll make you do it. What good is good for a good person, what's good is good for a bad person?" I bought some flowers from the east city and put them in a small hall on the second floor in a beautiful vase. "

"Yes." She took it stiffly and went upstairs.

"Father." "You're back," she said crisply. "You've been waiting for a long time." Her hateful eyes were still staring at me.

Qiao Dongcheng was obviously a little stunned. He looked at Lin Jing and said with a bit of displeasure, "Why are you guys here?"

"I'm the one who brought them here. I miss my grandson, can't I take a look?" Madam Qiao's anger already sounded quite good.

Basically, her eyes directly ignored me.

"Eastside City, you can take your time to talk. I'll go upstairs first."

"Qian Xun …" He was anxious and wanted to explain something.

I stopped on the steps and laughed. "You and I are people, I know what your background is, and if I can't stand it, I won't marry you. "Call me when you're eating." Thus, there's nothing I can't tolerate if I don't love him. This also proves that I don't have to worry about love anymore. How great is this?

"Alright." "Yes," he said.

In the small hall on the second floor, there was indeed a new sofa. It was light purple in color, and the sofa that sat on it was as soft as cotton.

On the tea table, there was a crystal vase with a delicate and alluring rose.

The more I looked at it, the more ridiculous it looked.

No matter how many roses there are, they have to do with love.

But I didn't love him, and he didn't love me either. At the beginning, he just ignored me, and the marriage was going on happily outside. As for me, I was eventually taken care of by Ji Xiaobei.

What is love? He loved her so much that she couldn't bear to part with him. But in the end, what was it?

I think about what is dead to love, love to love until the day after, everyone sings love, is less and less, is farther and farther away.

"What are you thinking about?"

I thought about it seriously, and even I didn't know that Qiao Dongcheng had come here. He smiled faintly. "It's nothing. This sofa is very soft and comfortable."

He leaned over to look at me, and the scent of a man hung lightly over me.

"Qian Xun, when you are thinking about something, you feel that you are very far away."

"Haha, is that so? Is the meal ready? "

"If you have any difficult matters, you can tell me. I am your fiancé."

If only he had told me that before.

And now, I really have nothing to make things difficult for you.

"Lin Jing went back. Mom won't make things difficult for you while you're here."

"Qiao Dongcheng, can we really feel at ease in this way?"

Lin Jing has been with him for many years. Yes, before me.

"Sure." He said, "At that time, she wanted to marry with me. Actually, I really dislike women doing this. If we didn't have children, she and I would have already been strangers."

See, this is love. When my engagement with Qiao Dongcheng was made known to the other children, Lin Jing came to me and told me sorrowfully that she really loved Qiao Dongcheng. Qiao Dongcheng also loved her very much.

This was love. It was not a match for the changes in time and emotion.