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Xi Muyao looked at Lu Qingli, and in his heart, he really did not know what to do with her.

"Qingli, don't be willful. Father, he … "Before she finished speaking, she was interrupted by Lu Qingli.

"I have to be willful! You don't have to pressure me with your dad. I've had enough of you. Xi Muyao, I have had enough. "

As she spoke, her voice sounded like she was about to cry.

"I feel very tired, you know? I don't even know what it means to marry you anymore... I sometimes think you're just using me, using Dad. Or rather, you two are using each other. I don't think it's safe for me to have such feelings. Maybe one day, when my father is gone, who should I rely on? "

Tears fell from her eyes one by one as she sobbed once again. She lowered her head, trying her best to not let Xi Muyao see her expression.

At this time, most of the people in the terminal had already left. Yun Hu and the group of guests took a private car and went back to the resort hotel.

In the spacious arena, only the two of them were left.

When Xi Muyao heard Lu Qingli say these words while crying, a fire started burning in his heart for no reason. This ball of flames burned even hotter and hotter when he encountered Lu Qingli, and although he clearly loved this kind of woman, he didn't know whether to laugh or cry at her childishness. He hated the fact that he couldn't tie her up to his body with all sorts of love.

He crouched down and slowly lifted Lu Qingli's face, allowing her tear-filled chin to appear in his line of sight. Looking at her fair and red face, and then looking at her face that was crying like a kitten's, he couldn't help but burst out laughing.

And when Lu Qingli saw how Xi Muyao was laughing at him, she couldn't help but become even more dejected.

"You, you're still laughing!" She punched Xi Muyao hard, unnaturally revealing her spoiled attitude towards him.

Xi Muyao grabbed Lu Qingli's hand, held it tightly in his own chest, and then, he said in a low voice that he had never said before:

"Qingli, I really never thought that you would feel insecure when you're with me. I've always thought of you as a strong woman. You're calm, arrogant, and have your own principles. I feel that any woman who stands by your side will be outdone by you. I never worried about you because you were strong enough. But lately you seem to be showing weakness to me so that I don't know what to do with you. Qingli. Tell me, what am I to do with you? I've never worried about that before, but you're so upset today, I don't know what to do. Qingli... "

As Xi Muyao said this, he gently pulled Lu Qingli into her embrace. Both of them were kneeling on the ground, not caring if the ground was dirty or not, he just sat there quietly. After hearing what Xi Muyao had said, Lu Qingli's heart immediately softened.

Terminal 3, which had a steel-gray overall, stood solemnly in the warm afternoon sun. A breeze blew through it, bringing with it the faint fragrance of small, unknown flowers. As winter approached, few flowers bloomed. In this city filled with steel and cement, it was already rare to see large patches of green plants covering the grassland … The peaceful atmosphere around him was very quiet and tranquil. This atmosphere seems out of place in Beijing's fast-paced life, and the slight fragrance makes one feel as if they are living in a paradise.

Inside the airport's waiting room, the surroundings were quiet, with the sound of water dripping faintly. Lu Qingli lightly leaned against Xi Muyao's shoulder, his hand on his chest, as he felt his steady heartbeat. Tears slowly rolled down the corners of her eyes as they dried up one by one. When she felt sad, she would try her best to raise her head to look at the sky. When she did, she would gradually forget about her unhappiness … The sky is so big, there is no end, and the universe is so vast, it must be able to contain all of your grievances. When she couldn't hold back her tears anymore, she opened her eyes wide and didn't blink. This way, she could see the world in front of her gradually turn blurry, then from blurry to clear … Within his embrace, Lu Qingli's body felt a little cold, especially in this waiting room that was as warm as spring. However, Xi Muyao's body was warm, his shoulders and arms were so strong and firm. He hugged Lu Qingli tightly, attempting to warm her using his own warmth. He could feel her petite body trembling in his embrace.

Xi Muyao had never been this patient with others, he had always been calm and collected. In Lu Qingli's eyes, Xi Muyao had always been like this. He was quiet, but reliable, and was like the leader of a team, no matter how dangerous the situation was, for example when his company was in a public relations crisis, he could maintain his calm and rationality, his heart was fearless, and he always felt that any danger could be solved in front of his eyes. Lu Jinghao often mentioned this to himself, or during family meetings, he would bring up Xi Muyao's calm, wisdom, courage and knowledge. This kind of man was destined to be the focus of the crowd. How could a woman not admire him when she saw him?

But to Lu Qingli, although this kind of man was dazzling and was loved by everyone, she was not a good husband to her.

Lu Qingli was a noble woman, she was the mayor's daughter. Ever since she was young, she had watched her father, Lu Jinghao, become the mayor, and shake the entire government. She was not as competitive as Qingge who thirsted for power. On the contrary, she looked down on these things and their reputations.

The man she wanted didn't necessarily need to look down on the world, but he had to always place her at the most important place in his heart. What she wanted was a sincere heart, not the numerous tall hats that a man has on his head.

That man must be emotional and considerate and gentle towards her. She would also be able to return the favor with only one tenderness.

The love she wanted didn't need to be fierce, but it could only be the two of them.

If love could accommodate a third party, what kind of love would that be!

In her love, these two men were completely different.

Mu Wenshu was like a cup of fresh green tea, the fragrance of the tea filled up the air as it quietly boiled and spun from the surface of the cup all the way to the bottom. He was indispensable to her love when she was young, and Xi Muyao had his hands on Xi Muyao's chest slightly tightened, feeling a little astringent in his throat. Xi Muyao was like Tie Guan Yin, after drinking the first mouthful, it became bitter, and he was suddenly stuffed into her life, and at that time, other than Mu Wenshu, no one else could see. Love is the moment of tenderness, how can accept other people's sudden insertion. After the second sip, it became even more bitter, she was forced to leave Mu Wenshu, and Mu Wenshu left her alone in Hong Kong. The Old Master had ordered her to marry Xi Muyao using his parents' orders. If he didn't dare to say out loud, he could only bury the bitterness within his heart. But when she allowed himself to be taken another sip, he slowly got a hint of sweetness from the rich and bitter tea. Xi Muyao's carefulness, his gentleness, his consideration and love … Even if Lin Yeyan appeared and caused the bitterness and bitterness in Qingli's heart to multiply, along with the pain that engulfed her entire heart, he had no choice but to admit that the fragrance was engraved on her heart.

couldn't help but let out a low sigh, which was so weak that Xi Muyao almost couldn't feel it. The finger that was placed on the shirt on Xi Muyao's chest tightened as Qingli leaned even closer to Xi Muyao. Closing his eyes, he forced the tears back into his heart.

Xi Muyao tightened the arms around his waist, his chin resting on Lu Qingli's shoulder. This kind of extremely intimate position caused Xi Muyao to heave a sigh of relief, and his normally slight frown relaxed. He was like a bandit who found his place, and Lu Qingli was her home. Only after returning to her lover's side could he fully relax and enjoy the moment of tranquility, leaving behind all her exhaustion.

"Qingli, no matter what, I am your husband. I hope, I hope that I can become your reliance." Xi Muyao was a bit awkward. In front of Qingli, even if it was the woman he loved the most, he would still feel embarrassed.

Xi Muyao slowly spoke, as though he was seriously considering his own words: "Qingli, you don't need to change yourself for me, you need to compromise for me. In front of me, all you have to do is be yourself. I don't want you to be wronged, and I don't want you to do things for me that you don't like. This is what I should do as your man. "

Even after all that had happened, the noble Qingli was still able to cuddle tightly in her embrace. Lu Qingli showed her weakness silently, with a trace of helplessness and helplessness. The proud Peacock had actually turned into a weak little rabbit that needed someone to protect it at any time.