Chapter 890

"Madame

Aunt Tang stood aside and exclaimed in astonishment.

Dong Cheng was ridiculed by Qin poetry, but he still had to swallow it. Seeing Luo Ping Fan Qin's poetry, he also hastily dissuaded him and said, "Auntie, don't be angry. I understand her mood very much when such a thing has just happened in poetry and poetry."

Luo Ping said angrily: "Qin Shi Shi, I tell you, you'd better give it to me, forget the rubbish as soon as possible, get along well with Chengcheng, and give the marriage to my mother."

Qin Shishi sneered bitterly, but he did not give in. "Mom, you have been like this all the time. Everything forces me. Well, you like Dong Cheng so much, don't you? Have you been with him? "

"It is impossible for me to marry Dong Cheng in this life, in the next life, at any time."

With that, she walked quickly to the bedroom, opened the door, and Qianying entered the bedroom.

"Bang!"

She slammed the door and slammed it.

Luo Ping was so angry that she almost exploded on the spot, but she was helpless.

She looked at Dong Cheng dejectedly and said with an embarrassed smile, "Chengcheng, don't take it to heart. I will certainly persuade her. You can wait for my good news patiently."

Dong Cheng took a look at the closed bedroom and frowned slightly, "Auntie, can she not miss poetry?"

"She doesn't want it? I can't think of it. Never mind her. Let's eat first Luo Ping is still extremely enthusiastic about Dong Cheng.

Dong Cheng hesitated, so he nodded and stayed for dinner.

When she got to the table, aunt Tang hesitated and asked Luo Ping in a low voice: "madam, poetry hasn't eaten dinner yet. I'd better send some to her room now."

Luo Ping roared: "don't worry about her, I don't believe it, she can turn the sky!"

Aunt Tang sighed to herself and had to be silent.

Although Dong Cheng stayed to have a meal, the meal was a mixture of five flavors. He knew very well that the harsh words of Qin poetry were reality.

In fact, no matter how Luo Ping does her work, the poems of Qin Dynasty have no affection for Dong Cheng at all.

Dong Cheng was also sad and sorrowful. He thought that Qin poetry was divorced and his fortune was changing and he had a chance.

However, just now Qin poetry that words, said how determined.

From the words of Qin poetry, he also deeply realized that the strong affection of Qin poetry to Lin Xuan, or, really, no one can replace Lin Xuan's position in her heart.

Therefore, he ate a few meals at random, then said goodbye to Luo Ping and left the hillside villa.

Luo Ping is in the heart with a wishful thinking, get up to send Dong Cheng out of the house, is still a thousand orders to give Dong Cheng encouragement, "Chengcheng, you can never be discouraged, poetry, she must be able to feel your sincerity."

"Wait a little longer. She'll agree to the marriage after she's figured it out."

Dong Cheng had to answer again and again, "thank you so much, auntie."

He did not dare to call Luo Ping's mother any more. He was a little embarrassed and left the villa on the hillside of Yunwu Mountain.

At that time.

In the bedroom.

Qin poetry lying on the bed, a burst of sobs, she is really uncomfortable to the extreme.

She didn't think that she had just divorced Lin Xuan, and her heart was not relieved.

However, at this time, her mother Luo Ping even brought other men to her home. She wanted to introduce her blind date to her, and tried hard to match her up with Dong Cheng.

Don't say she doesn't like Dong Cheng at all. Even if he is such a handsome young master, in the heart of Qin's poetry, it can't even compare with Lin Xuan's one thousandth and ten thousandth.

In a word, no one can replace Lin Xuan.

She wept for a while, and sat up slowly, aware that the night was coming, and that the darkness was over her.

Every night, it is the most painful.

The more the night, the more I miss you.

The empty bedroom, at this time, in her eyes, constantly appeared the figure of Lin Xuan, as if in this room, any corner, any place where Lin Xuan walked, where he had stood, where he had slept, were all his figures.

he was laughing at himself. He was talking to himself about the thick local sentiment. He took out his clothes from the closet and hung it on the head of the bed.

Missing Lin Xuan, as if breathing, are Lin Xuan, a burst of stabbing atrium.

Or, according to what Shen Lan said, give him a call.

But will he answer his own phone?

Whatever it is!

Qin Shi Shi picked up his mobile phone and summoned up his courage to dial Lin Xuan's phone.

"Dudu Dudu..."

Her heart beat was louder than the sound on the phone.

She silently read over and over again, Lin Xuan, you answer the phone, OK? I really miss you, Lin Xuan, I really want to hear your voice, you quickly answer the phone!"Hello, poetry, it's me!"

Ah? He finally answered the phone!

This is the first time that Qin Shishi called Lin Xuan since he was divorced inexplicably.

"Lin Xuan..."

Qin poetry has not yet said a word, "Hua La" burst into tears and began to cry.

"Poetry, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying? Don't cry, I'm here

At the same time.

Lin Xuan, who is in the Hushan District of Nanshan, is also sitting in his bedroom, looking at the photos in his mobile phone. His yearning for Qin's poetry is like the tide without dike.

At this time, the phone call of Qin poetry came in.

He couldn't care so much any more and pressed to answer.

"Lin Xuan, where are you? I I miss you so much. Are you really so cruel and leave me? "

On the phone, Lin Xuan is silent.

For a long time, he was a little heavy, "poetry, I'm sorry, I'm not good, I always make you sad for me, sad for me, shed tears for me!"

"You fool, do you know how much I worry about you, do you know how much I miss you? Don't think I don't know. You're trying to protect me, but there's no way. So you choose to leave me, and you still love me, right?"

Lin Xuan's heart is breaking down. He even has a little regret and makes such a choice.

However, when he thought of Ji Wan'er, a powerful Ji family, if he did not leave poetry, he could imagine that it would be easy for Ji Jia to deal with Qin poetry.

Now, he has not found a way to deal with the Ji family.

"Poetry, listen to me, don't cry, OK? You cry so much that my heart is broken, and my heart hurts... "

Qin Shishi flurried to wipe the red and swollen eyes, "mm-hmm, Lin Xuan, I listen to you, I don't cry, I won't drag mud hind legs, will not become your burden."

"But, Lin Xuan, listen to me. You must come back and come back to me safely."

"I will always wait for you to come back. No matter how long I wait, even if it is my whole life, I will wait for you, wait for you to come back, spoil me and love me."

"Because, I really I really can't live without you. I feel like I can't live without you. I feel the world is full of gray Lin Xuan, do you hear me

Lin Xuan's heart is disordered. This is the deep love of Qin's poetry. In this life, even if she is dead, she must not be let down.

"Poetry, I promise you!"

"Lin Xuan, I love you. I believe that no matter what the difficulties are, I can't help my man!"

Lin Xuan took a deep breath, squeezed out a smile, "poetry, I love you, don't worry, you also want to be good, OK?"

"Mm-hmm, I will be very strong, very strong to live well, waiting for you!"

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