Bestow Me a Love Like Wind

Sure enough, Little Welsh had several gaps on the button, and his saliva was still stained. Lengscheng took the button, wiped it carefully with his sleeve, and held it in his palm.

When he returned to the room and closed the door, there was no light. He took the button and looked at the moonlight. He raised his hand several times to throw it away, but later he put it in his pocket. He took out the phone in his pocket again, looked at it several times, and finally put it back, his eyes narrowed slightly.

In the other bedroom, Leng Yunting and Luo Qingxue did not turn on the lights and watched the actions of Lengsi City outside. When he returned to the room and closed the door, Luo Qingxue said softly, "He is asleep."

Leng Yunting didn't have time to talk to his stupid son. He just felt a little pain at the dog: "Did you save too much beef just now? Welsh was uncomfortable eating."

"Don't worry, in order to let it eat, I didn't feed it for dinner." Luo Qingxue said, "What should I do now? He said he would bring that Miss Su's family over. But I think he can't forget it..."

"His own business, handle it by himself. I just told him that he wants to get married, he can marry anyone. The only thing is that he can't treat marriage as a trifle. This marriage is the last time. I don't care about it in the future. Whether he likes this woman or not, he must not divorce or lose the right of inheritance. Even if the other party dies, he will have to live his life holding the tablet for the rest of his life. Our Leng family does not have that kind of **** who has married today and will leave tomorrow.

"Okay, aren't you afraid that the person he is looking for will divorce and divide the property?" Luo Qingxue shook her head, "You are right, he takes care of his own affairs. Marriage is not a child's play, I hope he can go by himself Go through your own level."

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Here, Gu Qingqing just returned home and just wiped the bike with a rag. Before washing the rag, someone knocked on the door heavily. Gu Qingqing turned around and asked, "Who?"

"Open the door for me!"

It's my mother's voice. Gu Qingqing didn't think much, walked over and opened the door. As soon as the door opened, Wu Aimei rushed in with red eyes. Gu Qingqing frowned, "Mom, what's the matter?"

"What's the matter?" Wu Aimei snatched her rag and threw it on the ground, "Gu Qingqing, you are great, you quit your job, and you moved your house. You can't find it in Lengsi City, and even Li Youyou went out of town. No one can be found. I'm going crazy, your brother is still in the detention center, and you are still cleaning your bicycle here!"

"My brother has something to do with his own law. I am not a judge, nor a lawyer or a prosecutor, nor a policeman. Even if I ask, I have to ask the victim's family. What use is it for you to ask me?"

"What are you talking about?" Wu Aimei rushed over, "Your brother is about to be sentenced to death, are you still talking jokes here?"

"My brother escaped in a traffic accident, not a murder, and he cannot die. If he has a better attitude, you will pay for these houses and cars. He will be sentenced to ten or eight years at most. He will perform better in jail, maybe three or five. It's coming out in the year."

"What are you talking about?" Wu Aimei was almost furious, "You sent your brother to jail? You also asked me to sell the house? He is your brother!"

"Otherwise, how about it, because my brother did something wrong, shouldn't he take responsibility?" Gu Qingqing didn't bother to pay attention to her. "You spent almost 10 million last year, and it's not enough to accompany you three to five million? If you don't sell it sooner For the house, if my brother is really sentenced for a few more years, I can’t help it.”