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Wan'er felt helpless. She wanted to vomit, but Wen Yi Fei held her tightly.

If you want to persuade him, then so be it. It was clear that Wen Yi Fei would not be able to accept it in the short term.

They had time to sleep when the sun came in through the window.

"Wife, you should know very well that vampires are afraid of the sun. If they are exposed to the sunlight, they will die. Do you think Qing Er will be happy if she marries a 'man' like this?"

"I understand what's the use of this, it's not like I'm picking a husband, it's you daughter. Why don't we do this first, we don't know how to react, anyway school will soon start and no one will be home during the day, then maybe my daughter will change her mind?"

Seeing that Wen Yi Fei's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and that he didn't want to fight with her even though it was so early in the morning, Wan Wan took the initiative to retreat.

This was the first time the two of them had quarrelled since they got married. Wen Yi Fei knew that he was being overly formal, so he didn't say anything and just held his wife tightly.

The two of them fell asleep just like that, and Qing Er slept again at dawn. When the three of them woke up, it was already noon.

Only then did Sister Zhang tell them that Joseph had left a letter in the morning and left.

Little Wan was shocked. After she opened the letter, she became even more uneasy.

Joseph said in his letter that he was going to the United States. The company had some business to attend to and would be back soon, but he didn't leave her alone. Wan Wan was puzzled.

While they were at a loss over this, Qing Er's phone rang.

"Joseph, where are you?"

Qing'er saw the caller ID and felt that something was wrong. She pressed the button and hurriedly asked.

Qing'er, I was at the airport and something happened to the company in the United States. I wanted to take you with me, but since you were due to start school in a few days, I didn't tell you that I didn't disturb you when I saw you sleeping when we left in the morning. I also wanted to say thank you for me.

When she heard the voice, it sounded like Joseph was still fine. Qing'er had thought it through before she went to bed, and had said that she would not disturb his happiness, but when she spoke to him on the phone, he said that he would be back soon. Qing'er had hesitated for a night, but the decision she had made could not be said.

The call lasted for about five minutes, and Qing'er didn't get a chance to say a complete sentence except, well, yes.

Although Joseph called to say that he had urgent business and would be back once he got back, he was still busy until the school started. Although Qing'er called him every night before she went to bed, Qing'er was secretly worried.

Perhaps Joseph had heard something, or why did the whole family leave while they were sleeping?

However, after Joseph left, Qing'er's mood improved a lot. Although she still had the status of Joseph's girlfriend, but it no longer affected her.

After Qing Er stepped into the university, Joseph finally returned to China, but he no longer lived in the Wen family, but bought a single apartment outside.

Qing'er entered the military training after entering the school. She did not know much about Joseph's situation. Although she knew that he had come, she did not take it to heart since she did not see him.

After more than 20 days of military training, Qing'er met up with Joseph.

It was still Qing'er whom Joseph had picked up directly outside the school.

"Joseph, how long have you been back? Has everything been settled?"

Qing'er got into the car and immediately started feeling uneasy again.

"En, Qing'er, I have opened a branch in China. In the short term, I will be very busy so I won't be able to accompany you. You won't blame me, right?"

Joseph focused on the path ahead.

"Josef, do you think I'm not a girlfriend?"

Qing Er asked.

"No, I think it's good that we're like this. After all, we've been separated for so many years, and you're still young. We can get along according to how we feel, so we don't have to be like other people."

The veins on the back of Joseph's hand that was holding the steering wheel were bulging. It was unknown what sort of emotion he was suppressing.

"Is that true?"

Qing'er wanted to say that she had started out as an ordinary friend, but Joseph's words made her unable to say it out loud.

As long as she didn't spend all day together, as long as she didn't have to kiss every day, as long as it was not like summer vacation, she could still accept it. Now, since Joseph had said so, she would do as he said for the time being.

In the evening, Joseph invited Qing'er to dinner. After calling his parents to report their arrival, Joseph took Qing'er to a elegantly decorated Chinese restaurant.

The lovers at the same table were different. When they were talking about love, they would go to Western Restaurant, but Joseph seemed to be trying to ease Qing Er's nervousness. Instead of choosing a private room, he chose a crowded hall.

"Qing Er, now that you're in university, what are the new experiences you have?"

After ordering, Joseph gently asked Qing'er.

"It's alright. They're basically all strangers. However, after more than twenty days of being together, we've pretty much gotten to know each other. Compared to the outside world, they're much purer."

Little Qing looked back at Joseph, hesitating to say what she wanted to say.

"That's good then. You're still young, you should enjoy such a relaxed life."

"Joseph, what about you? In my impression, you don't seem to have gone to college? "

Ever since she became Joseph's girlfriend, Qing'er didn't know what to say to him.

"No, but my father hired a full-time teacher, and I studied for your degree."

Joseph was stunned, but he did not pay much attention to it. His birth meant that he was different from the others. There was no need for him to follow the same trajectory as the others.

"Joseph, actually, I feel that we are as good as ever. Now, every time I see you, I feel very uncomfortable and don't know how to speak. Moreover, you …"

"Qing Er, you don't have to be nervous. You can be like before, really, if a friend added a word in front of you that makes you so nervous, I would be very sad."

Joseph looked at Qing, struggling in his heart. Actually, he didn't want to eavesdrop that day, but Uncle Wen and Auntie He didn't close the door.

He had been thinking a lot these past few days. If he kept making Qing Er this nervous, they would only grow further and further away. It would be better to just let it go for now and let their relationship calm down.

Although he had made up his mind, he still couldn't bear to let go of Qing Er.

"Joseph, can we … can we be like before, starting with friends, I …" "Maybe I'm not ready yet. I don't know how to be your girlfriend. I don't know if I'll do anything wrong. I'm afraid …"

Qing'er felt very sad. Although this was her true feelings, it was also a deception. The better Joseph treated her, the greater her guilt would be.

"Un, in fact, this is also the reason why I called you out today. Our memories have been blank for six years after all, and we have all grown up from children. We need more time to understand each other and adapt to each other."

Her son's words stunned her, and she could not accept them for the moment.

He agreed to break up? Agree to go back to Spain together?

"Joseph, I …" You... "We …"

Qing'er stuttered for a long time, unable to utter a complete sentence.

"Between you and I, we shall remove that 'man' and 'woman'. We shall still be friends."

Joseph smiled.

"Thank you, Josef, Mommy is right. You're the best man in the world for me."

Qing'er was very excited. If it wasn't for the circumstances, she would have sincerely given him a grateful kiss.

Since their relationship had been dissolved, there was naturally no awkwardness between the two.

That night, after dinner, for the first time in her life, Qing'er invited Joseph to a movie. After the movie, they went to supper and did not ask Joseph to take her home until 12 o'clock in the evening.

She had asked Joseph to stay at home, but he refused.

Anthea had told him once that beauty was lost if one was too close to it.

After saying goodbye to Joseph, Qing'er, who had already entered the room, turned around, walked up to Joseph, stood on her tiptoes, and gave him a warm good night kiss.

Looking at Qing'er's disappearing figure, Joseph finally had a smile on his face.

Maybe he really forced Qing Er to stay away from him for too long. It was better to keep some distance between them. It was right that Qing Er only cared about that inseparable image of Lance.

When he got back to the car, Joseph couldn't help but put his hand to his lips. This kiss was what he wanted, it came from inside Qing'er's heart.

"Young Master, you've always wanted to marry Miss Qing Er, why did you break off our relationship today?" Could it be that young master has moved on to someone else? "

The bodyguard and driver from Sicily asked in confusion as she looked at Joseph's silly appearance.

"You won't understand. I have faith that Qing Er will definitely marry me."

Joseph clenched his fists to cheer himself up.

Although he was a little foolish in terms of emotions, he had his own Regiment behind him.

Not to mention his father, even with the support of Qing Er and her family, he would be more than satisfied. As for Lance, no matter how good he was at it, he would not be able to match up to his division.

Between a human and a vampire, there was a natural chasm between him and Qing Er. He didn't believe that he could cross that chasm.

Qing'er's university life had already begun. During the military training, they had basically met in the same class. The only people they didn't know were the teachers.

On the first day, she didn't actually have any classes, just knowing a few of the teachers in her class. The moment she arrived in the classroom, she heard her classmates discussing with each other.

I heard that this year, the department has hired a very handsome Chinese painting teacher. She was very young, very handsome, and most importantly, she was very rich.

Yes, Qing'er did not apply for a major with a director in it, but for a department of graffiti and fine arts. This was a decision she had made after thinking over and over again, before the start of school.

Those professional things, she already knew them 10 years ago. Some of them were rascals, but for Qing Er, it was just painting that was not boring at all.

Painting could draw different things every day, and he could draw whatever he wanted and whatever he didn't want, it wouldn't be boring. Most of the boys here were artistic and could look at beautiful girls, but it was a pity that with a military training, Qing Er's dreams were shattered.

Most of the boys who studied art were softer than the girls, but they weren't what she liked.

"Shh, here it comes. The new teacher is here."

Qing'er's bright black eyes swept across the faces of the boys in the middle of the class. They were somewhat disappointed, but the women screamed as they looked towards the door.

To Qing Er, even the most handsome boy was only average. She liked those domineering, cold-looking, and most importantly, domineering men with a domineering personality.

"Wow, teacher is so cool …"

"So handsome, like a cool angel from a Japanese cartoon."

Qing'er couldn't help but roll her eyes. They were really childish. It would be weird if the kind of man they were talking about would paint such a boring Chinese painting.

However, the process of them screeching to silence really made one a little curious. They lazily raised their heads and met the familiar gaze with which they looked at each other.

If she hadn't been lying on the table earlier, Qing Er's jaw would have fallen to the floor.

Was she seeing things? This man seemed to be her 'benefactor'.

The memory of six years ago came flooding in like a tide. Six years ago, when she left the FBI and blew up their headquarters, this man had been her scapegoat, but the FBI had held him for years, and it didn't seem like they'd caught him.

Qing'er rubbed her eyes again and again. It had been six years, but this man didn't seem to have changed. His face was still the same. She remembered that his surname seemed to be Long.