Three days later
Gu Lanqing had been taken away by Gu Mingfeng and kept in her bedroom.
She left her phone at the Di Hao Hotel and had no way of contacting the outside world.
Gu Lanqing stood by the window. It was drizzling outside.
The same misty gaze fell on the swing in the rear garden.
Ye Zichen had personally made the swing for her.
She and Zichen had personally planted the Purple Vine Flowers beside the swing together.
The Purple Vine Flower was blooming just in time. It hung down and wrapped itself around the white swing.
She remembered that she sat on the swing, while Zichen pushed her from behind.
The swing swung high, and she looked back at him. The sun shone through the wisteria, casting mottled shadows on his face.
His lips had a smile, and his eyes were looking deeply at her. He said, "Qingqing, don't be afraid. "With me here, I won't let you get hurt."
Yes, he always said that, and he did it.
At the time of the car accident, he had been half drunk, but in just a few seconds, he had pressed her down and left her unscathed.
Tears streaming down her face, she turned around, afraid to look at the swing again.
However, there were traces of him in the bedroom everywhere.
He made kites for her, bicycles the two of them had ridden together, photos of her and him on the desk...
In the group photo, he, who was still a teenager, smiled so much that his eyes curved into crescents and he leaned his head forward to kiss her face.
He always said, "Qingqing, why don't you grow up faster? When I grow up, I can marry you and become your new wife. "
"Shame on you, who wants to marry you?"
"It's Gu Lanqing!" Gu Lanqing said that she wouldn't marry anyone other than Huo Zichen … "
"Shut up …" "You shut up …" Her face was flushed with shame.
He hugged her, and his lips were unable to stop smiling. "All right," he said in her ear. It was Huo Zichao who refused to marry Gu Lanqing. If it wasn't for Gu Lanqing, there would be no reason for Huo Zichao to survive either. Qing Qing, can you marry me? "
She had never said anything good on the surface, but she had already promised him thousands of times in her heart.
But now that she had grown up, he was lying in bed, never to wake up. In a month's time, she would marry his cousin.
Tears fell down, falling onto the photo, on the corner of his lips.
The door to the room opened.
Gu Mingfeng and Li Chunyan walked in, brimming with joy.
Li Chunyan replied warmly, "Qingqing, hurry and pack up. We'll move to Huo Yan's villa tonight. Old Man Huo said that as long as you are pregnant with Huo Yan's child, Huo Yan will immediately marry you. "
The wedding that should have taken place a month later, was changed to waiting until she became pregnant?
Was he using a child to force Huo Yan's tempo?
It seemed that Huo Yan really didn't want to marry her.
Li Pure Yan didn't notice the mockery in Gu Lan Qing's eyes. Her gaze landed on Gu Lan Qing's flat belly. "I remember that you're in danger these few days. Maybe you already have Huo Yan's child in your stomach."
Gu Mingfeng said, "Even if there is, let's move in Qingqing tonight and serve Huo Yan well."
His eyes were half-lidded, "I didn't think that Old Master Huo would be so generous. Before Qing Qing married Huo Yan, she already paid three hundred million yuan for the job. "It seems that he really wants to change Huo Yan's name to Huo Family's heir."
Gu Lan Qing's almond eyes were very cold. "Second Uncle and Second Aunt, do you know what you guys look like now?"
Li Chunyan was also quite proud of herself, and she casually asked, "Like the parents who are worried about their daughter's marriage?"
Like her parents? Li Chunyan really had the face to say so!
"Like the bawd and the turtle. Hehe, the two of you are willing to be a bawd and a turtle, but I'm not willing to be the Courtesan Belle. "Second Aunt, I can see that you still have some charm to you. How about Second Uncle drug you and send you to Huo Yan's bed?" Gu Lanqing mocked and ridiculed him. A cold light flashed in the depths of her eyes. She didn't want to move into Huo Yan's villa tonight.