C674 I can't help it

He held his wife in his arms, letting her release her emotions.

He was waiting so long that he felt as if a large portion of the clothes on his chest had been drenched by An Xin's tears. Gong Sheng had no choice but to reach out and pick up An Xin's cheek, looking at his wife with a pained expression.

He lowered his head and gently kissed An Xin's moist cheeks. He kissed the tears off his face and then kissed her slightly swollen eyes. "Don't cry anymore. You cried until your eyes are swollen." Gong Sheng said in heartache.

"But …" But I can't help it, I can't stop crying at the thought of all you've done for me! " As he spoke, tears welled up in his eyes again.

An Xin's thoughts were all on this matter. In the past two years, everything that the palace's sage had done for her was exactly what she had done.

During the year he was hospitalized, he was able to stand in front of himself and recover from the severe pain. Now that the two of them were together, he was busy working and thinking about his own matters, helping to realize his dream.

Thinking about this, An Xin felt that she really hadn't done enough.

He seemed to have done nothing but give birth to a son for him.

Furthermore, Gong Sheng didn't seem to like his son much.

The more An Xin thought about it, the more touched she was. The more touched she was, the more tears flowed down her face.

Seeing his wife crying so much that she looked like she was about to cry, Gong Sheng smiled and pulled her into his embrace, accompanying her silently.

An Xin was so tired from crying that she didn't even know when she fell asleep.

Gong Sheng could only feel the wife in his arms gradually calming down before the sound of steady breathing could be heard.

Gently moving his body away, Gong Sheng looked at his wife who had fallen asleep from crying, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

He was going to do something before going to bed, but now, it seemed impossible!

Gongsheng grudgingly placed a kiss on An Xin's forehead, then lightly kissed her lips, reached out to wipe away her tears, and once again held her in his arms.

He leaned close to An Xin's ear and whispered, "For you, I am willing to do anything!"

On the second day, before the palace saint could announce his relationship with An Xin, he received an invitation from Mr. Wilson to An Xin to go to Milan and participate in his design.

Gong Sheng's face was extremely ugly as he held the invitation letter in his hand. The invitation letter was about to be crushed by him.

He had yet to tell An Xin about this matter. If he told his wife, then he would face a few months of separation.

Mr. Wilson invited Ann to go to Milan, so his wife would leave him. And if Mr. Wilson's work is to appear on International Fashion Week, then the design won't be as simple as one or two pieces. Gong Sheng felt a headache just thinking about it.

Although glad that Mr. Wilson had approved of his wife, the palace sage was not yet ready to be separated from her for a few months.

At this moment, An Xin, who had just returned from the design department, pushed open the door and walked in. When she saw the invitation in the Palace Sage's hand, she asked: "Is there going to be another party?"

It had been a long time since he last saw the Palace Sage at the banquet. He wondered if he had been too busy during this time, or if the Palace Sage had taken off his clothes. Only a year ago did he attend the banquet with the Palace Sage, but he had not been with him since. Was this another invitation to a banquet?

"It's an invitation from Mr. Wilson." Gong Sheng didn't choose to conceal anything. Instead, he handed the invitation in his hand to An Xin, telling her to choose.