Now Gong Siming is not as lovely as before. This feeling makes Si Wan surprised, happy and worried.

From the bottom of my heart, Si Wan doesn't want Gong Siming to be affected by these things, let alone forced to change.

"Gong Siming, you don't need to make these changes for me. You are the God of war, and I'm just a woman you abandoned."

In Gong Siming's previous dictionary, apology does not exist.

Even in these three years, Gong Siming has always been the existence of high cold and overbearing, without such weak performance as now.

The most taboo of a king who is superior is to be disturbed by feelings.

"Evening, you are my wife, the mother of my two children, and I ···"

"enough, Gong Siming, I don't want to listen to your explanation any more. I hope we can keep a certain distance between us. I don't want to have any entanglement with you any more, OK?"

She didn't give Gong Siming an opportunity to explain. She spoke quickly, but her tone revealed her uneasiness and pain.

Secretary night's heart is very chaotic, many things she does not know how to do.

Those who are in the game are obsessed. It seems that everyone does not need to tangle things. It is very difficult to put down the late secretary.

Looking at Si Wan hanging his head and shaking all over his body, Gong Siming doesn't know what he should say or do.

If you press too hard, it will backfire. Gong Siming wants to return to Si Wan's side and the children's side as soon as possible, but he should also understand that what he disappeared was three years, not three days, not three hours.

The long separation and the fermentation of various misunderstandings have made it difficult for Si wan to accept. Nalan Muchen's coma, the threat of Hu's family, and the consideration of Gong Siming's future ···

If only he had feelings, everything would be solved easily. At the beginning, Gong Siming would not have been gone for three years.

Looking at such a painful Si Wan, Gong Si Ming hugs her tightly in his arms.

"Late, believe me, soon, soon everything will be the same as before."

Before? How can the past come back again? Gong Siming has no doubt about his ability to lead troops to war. However, in terms of feelings, Gong Siming is like a child who has not graduated from kindergarten.

But Si Wan has no way to push Gong Siming away. She loves him, as always.

The mood recovered almost, Gong Si Ming released Si Wan, wiped the tears on her face, and indulged in a smile.

The scar on the face is so dazzling.

"Gong Si Ming, I ask you, you want to tell me the truth, what is the scar on your face?"

Hearing Si Wan's words, Gong Si Ming touches his face subconsciously.

Yes, this scar has been with Gong Siming for three years. Without the ring, Gong Siming reminds himself of what to do and what not to do.

Hesitating whether or not to say this to Si Wan, Gong Siming looks at Si Wan's extremely serious eyes and shakes his head helplessly.

Si Wan is a woman who always thinks death is reasonable. Once something is confirmed, she will break the casserole and ask the truth. Even if he doesn't say so, Si Wan will find other ways to investigate.

"I made it myself. I'm afraid I'll do something wrong when I close my relationship."

Gently stroking the scar on Gong Siming's face, Si Wan feels very painful. Gong Siming's answer makes her guess very accurate.

I'm afraid Gong Siming's feelings are closed. If you ask the moon directly, you will know more clearly.

Finish saying, Gong Si Ming turns to leave.

After a few days of silence, when Gong Siming and Si wan meet again, they are like ordinary friends. They can talk and laugh. Gong Siming also insists on going to Si's house for breakfast every day and sending Si Wan a bunch of white roses every day.

Si Wan didn't contradict Gong Siming as before.

This weekend is Gong Siming's first family day.

Early in the morning, Gong Siming arrived at the Si's house. Gong Wanxin and Si Yifan have been looking forward to the villa door.

In the past, Luo Feng took them out to buy food. This time, he finally led his father out. This is a very happy thing for Gong Wanxin and Si Yifan.

All the people in the imperial capital know that Gong Siming is a hero. When they go out, they will be recognized. Gong Wanxin and Si Yifan are very proud.

After that, who dares to say that they are children without father.

Gong Siming didn't expect that he just accompanied the two children to buy some dishes, and he just helped to carry them. The two children were doing everything, which made them so happy.

Standing in front of the fish stall, the two brothers and sisters are discussing what fish to buy.

Gong Siming stood behind the two children and watched them discuss and analyze. He even said clearly about the species and habits of these fish. He was much better than him.

"Marshal Gong."

A very charming voice sounded from behind Gong Siming.

The two children immediately stopped arguing and looked at the woman behind them with great vigilance.Looking at the woman in front of him, Gong Siming is also a little strange. Who will wear such a long time to the vegetable market, with red low cut evening dress and gray windbreaker, is the focus of the whole food market.

In addition, the figure is convex and backward, which is very attractive, and soon there are a group of people around.

Gong Siming didn't want to be the focus of the public, so he took his two children out.

"Gong Si Ming, don't you want to know who I am?"

The woman's voice sounded behind her, calling out Gong Siming's name directly.

All of a sudden, many people's eyes focused on Gong Siming.

But Gong Siming didn't pay any attention to it. He just took the child out.

"I'm the real Joe whisper."

When Gong Siming heard the woman's words, he immediately turned around, his eyes were very sharp, and the woman who claimed to be Qiao Qingyu was scared to shiver.

The woman is too weak to speak.

Looking at the woman who has been shaking, Gong Siming turns around and leaves with two children.

When leaving, Gong Wanxin looked at the woman and laughed scornfully.

A little girl, but let the people around feel the atmosphere is a little cold.

The woman stamped her feet angrily. As a result, there was too much water on the ground and it was very slippery. She fell on the ground directly. Many men came forward to help and were touched by unknown numbers of hands.

A man stood not far away, saw such a scene, low scolded a "waste", turned away.

Gong Siming, who has walked out of the vegetable market, has some doubts. Who sent this Qiao Qingyu?

Few people know Qiao Qingyu's identity, and people have been cremated, even if it is false, no one can prove it.

Why did this woman call herself Qiao Qingyu? Is this woman really the real light language of Qiao family?

If it is true, then there is no hope for the Qiao family.