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"Actually, you don't have to leave." Ji Weiyang said in a calm voice, and his tone was mixed with a trace of helplessness.

Ji Weilin laughed in ridicule, and sighed with his tip of his finger, "Aren't you afraid that you'll steal my sister-in-law away?"

Ji Weiyang also laughed, cold, charming and conceited, "Sure, as long as you have the ability."

As for Ji Weilin, the smile on his face slowly disappeared from the corner of his lips. The eyes on his fingertips flickered, and it was unknown how many he had inhaled.

"Third brother, you've been so confident since young. You're so confident that you're even a bit conceited. These days, I have been thinking nonstop, if we met Zhan Yan at the same time, the one who got the beauty will still be yours? " Ji Weilin folded his hands in front of him, and slightly lowered his head. He did not call her sister-in-law Zhan Yan, but directly called her by his name.

"Ji Weiyang's slender fingers casually twirled the exquisite and expensive coffee cup, his shallow smile not changing at all. "Yes." He only replied with a single word. His voice was low and indifferent, but it was filled with authority.

When Ji Weilin raised his head again, there was no longer a smile on his face. His eyes were deep and profound, and he was more serious than ever before, "Third Brother, sometimes you really are conceited enough to deserve a beating, but I have to admit that you do have the qualifications to be conceited. Since young, you have always been the most outstanding amongst us. "

Ji Weiyang laughed and looked out of the window with a dull gaze. The sun was beautiful and the sky was blue; there were almost no clouds, so it was not appropriate for him to say such sentimental words. "Baelin, love is not about who is more outstanding, nor about wealth, status, or appearance. It's about here." Ji Weiyang used his fingertip that was distinct from the bones of his fingers and gently tapped the position of his chest.

"To love someone, one must be sincere. Seven years ago, from the moment I first met Zhan Yan, my heart had been with her. You love her, Vaelin, or are you infatuated with her? Just ask your own heart and you'll know that if you're sincere, you'll have a chance to win her as well. However, you know me. I will not easily let go of the things that I love even when I am back. I can give everything to her, including my heart and my life. "What about you? Can you do it too?"

Facing such a sharp question, Ji Weilin did not answer. He slightly lowered his head, his gaze scattered, his eyes unfocused. As for his palm, it was subconsciously touching the location of his heart. He felt his heart beating chaotically, yet he did not want to know the answer.

Because he had already decided to leave, he would rather be infatuated with Zhan Yan for a short time than to have love with her. However, why was it that every night when he woke up, the first time he saw her, the first time he saw her? Every morning when he woke up, he would think of her tranquil face.

Zhan Yan was a woman that was suitable for bed in a room, yet he was destined to have a floating life. They were people from different worlds, so the happiness that Zhan Yan wanted, he could not give, but Ji Weiyang could.

Passengers were reminded by the airport radio that flights to Los Angeles were beginning to board. Ji Weilin dragged his luggage and left the coffee shop with Ji Weiyang, heading towards the security check.

Although Ji Weilin didn't say anything, his heart was unavoidably at a loss when Zhan Yan didn't come.

Ji Weiyang was also a bit anxious. In just a few minutes, he checked his watch a few times. As a man, he certainly didn't want his wife to meet the man who coveted her. However, as an elder brother, he did not wish for Ji Weilin to leave with regret.

"Brother, it's time for me to leave." Ji Weilin put the decorative sunglasses on his eyes.

Ji Weiyang nodded, and explained, "Zhan Yan was a little unwell in the morning, so she went to the hospital to check. Baelin, we still have some time.

Ji Weilin laughed and pretended to shrug carelessly, "Forget it, sister-in-law isn't feeling well, why are you still coming to the airport from so far away. I'll be going now, I wish you and sister-in-law happiness. Don't forget to send me a picture when the baby is born. "

"Yes." Ji Weiyang nodded, and heavily patted his shoulder.

Just as Ji Weilin was about to drag his luggage and turn around, he heard a voice that he had been hoping for for a long time come from behind him.

He subconsciously stopped and turned around very slowly, afraid that the sound just now was just an illusion. When he finally turned his head, what entered his sight was the girl's pretty face. It was still a bit pale, perhaps due to running too fast, but there was a thin layer of sweat on her forehead.

In a trance, he thought back to that day when he first met Zhan Yan. His mood was extremely heavy, as though a heavy boulder was pressing on his chest. His vision was completely dark, and Zhan Yan's appearance was just like a glimmer of light. He thought that he'd seen hope, but he didn't expect that this was just fate unintentionally teasing him.

Today, she wore a white, fluffy dress that covered her lower abdomen. Although her movements were a little slow, her appearance was still as delicate and light as before.

"Sorry, there's a traffic jam. I'm late." Zhan Yan smiled bashfully, showing her apology.

"Sorry for troubling you to send me off, sister-in-law. Third brother said that you're not feeling well, is that alright?" Ji Weilin's tone of voice was very casual, and extremely well covered up that sliver of worry.

Zhan Yan's faint smile was filled with warmth, "Mn, nothing serious." It was just that the baby in Zhan Yan's stomach was not very obedient. Of course, Zhan Yan would never say such words to Ji Weilin.

She took out a beautifully wrapped gift box from her handbag and handed it over to Ji Weilin with both hands. "I don't know what to give you, but I'll keep this as a souvenir."

Ji Weilin smiled as he received the box from Zhan Yan. Holding it in his hand seemed to be an unbearable weight, but he still had to pretend that he did not care, "Oh, sister-in-law is still giving me a present, you're not afraid that third brother will be jealous."

Zhan Yan's face slightly blushed, but did not think too much about it.

However, it was Ji Weiyang who lightly knitted his brows, and laughed while teasing, "What nonsense is this brat talking about?"

Ji Weilin forced himself to laugh, turned to Ji Weiyang, and focused on asking: "Brother, you and Zhan Yan, you will definitely be happy, right?"

"Yes." Ji Weiyang nodded warmly. His woman, the woman he loved the most, how could he tolerate the unhappiness he had made her live.

As the plane was about to take off, the radio kept urging passengers who had not boarded the plane to do so. This time, Ji Weilin had no choice but to leave.

"Baelin, the plane is about to take off. You should go in …" Zhan Yan had not finished speaking, when Ji Weilin suddenly extended his arms out and pulled Zhan Yan into an embrace.

Zhan Yan opened her eyes wide in shock. Her beautiful eyes were in a daze, and her brain was unable to process due to Ji Weilin's sudden hug. He held her so tightly, so hard, that she could barely breathe.

Zhan Yan even forgot to struggle as she just stood there stiffly, allowing him to carry her. She asked about the faint aroma of tobacco on Ji Weilin's body and felt his tall body slightly tremble.

She couldn't see his current expression, but she felt that as his lips pressed against her ear, his breath was warm. She heard Ji Weilin say to her: "Zhan Yan, you have to be happy. His voice was heavy and sorrowful, as if it had never been before. It made people's hearts ache for him.

This hug did not last long. When the radio was urging him to hurry up again, Ji Weilin suddenly let go of her, dragged his luggage, and quickly turned to leave. He walked straight into the security check room, went into the boarding room, and got on the plane.

He was afraid that if he casually turned around, he would never be able to leave.

Zhan Yan looked at his tall and lonely back, her eyes still at a loss. She turned her head to look at Ji Weiyang, only to see that he had been standing behind her the entire time. He hadn't even changed his posture.

"It's time for us to go back, Baelin." He took the initiative to walk over and held her soft and small hand. He didn't mention a single word of Ji Weilin's sudden hug just now.

Zhan Yan obediently allowed him to hold onto it, and the two of them walked out of the aviation building and sat in Ji Weiyang's Range Rover.

He sat in the front seat, Ji Weiyang lowered his head and patiently helped her buckle up. The two of them sat very close to each other, and Zhan Yan could smell the extremely light fragrance of medicinal herbs and the fragrance of Ancient Dragon Water on his body.

"I'll send you home first. I have a social meetup tonight, and I can't push it away. I might come back very late, so don't wait for me. You rest early, okay?" Ji Weiyang said warmly as he started the engine.

Zhan Yan quietly observed him, and after a moment, she spoke up hesitantly, "Ji Weilin, he … "I …" Zhan Yan stuttered, but in the end, was unable to say it out.

Although her words were vague, Ji Weiyang understood what she meant. He leaned against the back of the chair, shook his head helplessly, and laughed with a hint of ridicule.

Zhan Yan pursed her lips, did not speak, and calmly waited for his answer.

Ji Weiyang reached out his hand, and gently rubbed her head, "Silly face, you sure are slow on the uptake."

Ji Weiyang's definite answer still caused her to be somewhat shocked. His small mouth opened wide, but could not say a single word. Ji Weilin likes her? This was simply a fantasy that even she could not believe.

No wonder Su Ying kept yelling that the person Ji Weilin liked was his Third Sister-in-Law. It turned out that this was not an groundless rumor.

"Then, could Ji Weilin have left because of me?" If it was because of her, that caused Ji Weilin to leave his hometown, she would truly be a sinner.

"There's one thing, but it's not all." Ji Weiyang truthfully explained, "The marriage annulment with Li Xiaoqian somewhat affected him. It's good to be abroad for a while, but she has to avoid the limelight. Father is already old and won't let him stay away for too long. "

Ji Weiyang started the engine and turned the steering wheel, the car slowly drove out of the airport, and on the way back, Ji Weiyang finally couldn't help but ask, "Yan Yan Yan, what did you give Baelin?"

Zhan Yan's arm rested on the carriage door, she was looking out the window, but when she heard his voice, she immediately retracted her gaze, and smiled mischievously, "I'm not telling you."

At the same time, Ji Weilin's plane flew out of the runway, left the ground and followed a fixed route into the sky.

Ji Weilin sat in the first class cabin, next to the window. He opened the light shield and looked at the dense clouds outside the window, unable to tell what he was feeling.

He opened the gift box that he had been holding in his hand. Inside, there was a transparent glass bottle that had always been refined, filled with ordinary mud. More accurately, it was the mud of S City, the mud that belonged to his hometown.

He held the glass bottle filled with dirt tightly in his palm, and a strange twinge of pain came from his heart. He thought, he understood what Zhan Yan meant.

No matter where he went, the land of his homeland was his true root.

He'll be back soon. This was because he was already thinking about his hometown.

In his more than twenty years of wandering, this was the first time that he had experienced the taste of homesickness.

"Sir, would you like a drink?" The flight attendant's sweet voice rang beside his ear as she respectfully passed a wine list to him.

Ji Weilin didn't even look at it as he blurted out, "I want to drink something that tastes like home."

Under normal circumstances, the flight attendant would think that he had a brain problem or was a mentally ill person. However, this young girl thought for a moment before pouring a glass of water and handing it to him. She politely said, "Sir, this is City S's water.

Ji Weilin was startled, he raised his head and looked at the girl, what entered his eyes was a youthful and energetic face, it could not be considered beautiful, but the smile was warm and brilliant, and at that moment, Ji Weilin felt like he was looking at a rising sun.

"Thank you." He took the water, took a sip, and asked, "What's your name?"

"Huh?" The girl was stunned. She pursed her lips. Apparently, she had no intention of answering. Under normal circumstances, when a young man asked for a name or a phone number, it was most likely the beginning of a flirting session. However, the girl clearly didn't like this sort of thing.

"You don't want to say?" Ji Weilin raised her eyebrows lightly, "Alright, since you don't want to say anything, I can only complain to you, because you haven't met the needs of the guests."

The girl was still standing there with her head down. She looked a little wronged. After hesitating for a while, she said in a low voice, "My, my name is Guan Xiaotong."

"Guan Xiaotong? A very good name, I'll remember it. " After Ji Weilin finished speaking, he casually took off his glasses, and smiled gently with squinted eyes.

Perhaps, another story is about to begin …

The days passed one by one like counting sheep.

The baby in Zhan Yan's stomach had already passed the past two hundred days, so Ji Weiyang intentionally ordered a three layer cake to celebrate, it was just that, although the cake was delivered, Ji Weiyang was still not home yet.

Zhan Yan sat in front of the cake as if she was in a daze, and added oil to the fire by talking about it, making her feel even more agitated.

"I'm tired, I want to go to sleep. You guys can eat the cake." Zhan Yan got up and returned to her bedroom. Bang!

"Even if I asked you to speak less, you wouldn't be able to hold it in." Wei Jingnian reprimanded her, then returned to the study room. He didn't want to quarrel with a woman in menopause.

When Ji Weiyang returned home, it was already early in the morning. With the smell of alcohol, he quickly took a shower in the bathroom downstairs and then quietly entered his bedroom.

The dim yellow light on the bed was still on. Zhan Yan hugged a pillow and actually slept on the bed. As the children grew up, sleeping became very difficult, so Zhan Yan could only sit and sleep. There were many times when she would wake up in the morning with a waist aching so much that it hurt to death. Zhan Yan's recent expression was a little haggard.

Ji Weiyang walked over, and tenderly lowered his head to kiss the corner of her lips. His movements were extremely light, but Zhan Yan was still awake.

"You still know how to come back." She pushed him away, a little sharply.

However, Ji Weiyang's attitude was good. He embraced her in his arms and gently kissed her. "After you're busy for a while, it'll be fine. When you start producing, I'll concentrate on accompanying you."

"You know it's the 200 day anniversary of the baby, but you're still fooling around outside."

"What nonsense, I'm just socializing." Ji Weiyang corrected him seriously.

"There's no social interaction now?" Zhan Yan glared at him, her tone neither hot nor cold.

"We're going to socialize with you and your son now." Ji Weiyang giggled as he hugged her. He kissed her belly, and the baby inside seemed to have sensed something and wriggled for a bit, as if he was greeting his father.

Ji Weiyang beamed as he gently rubbed Zhan Yan's stomach with her palms. "Stinking brat, why aren't you sleeping yet? Don't eavesdrop on my conversation with your mother."

"It was you who woke him up." Zhan Yan rolled her eyes at him, but her tone of voice was a little more relaxed, as her gentle gaze landed on his abdomen. Tomorrow, for the baby's pregnancy test, come with me. "

In this period of time, Zhan Yan had always been accompanied by Lu Ruping, her continuous absence had long caused dissatisfaction.

"Alright." Ji Weiyang agreed.

However, when he woke up the next day, the place next to him was still empty. He had left a long time ago.

Zhan Yan was worthy of him accompanying her to the maternity exam. When the doctor asked her why her father didn't come, Zhan Yan finally exploded.

She dialed Ji Weiyang's number, and before he could say anything, she angrily roared: "Ji Weiyang, the money is always more important than me in your eyes, right?!"