eighty three︰

After he finished the last sentence, the expression on his face changed instantly, becoming angry and hated. +++ Cartino Novel Network www.wuxiaspot.com

Yu Chen chuckled, "You don't need to control things between us."

He looked at Guo Wenxian contemptuously, threw away his paper towel, and turned away.

Guo Wen stopped him and said angrily, "Yu Chen, you used to be sorry for him, bullied him, insulted him, trampled on him, you are married to him now, you should double the compensation back, and double up to him, Rather than writing your (sex xing) son, let (sex xing) do anything!"

"roll."

"Of course you want me to get away. If it wasn't for me to leave, how could Xiaoqing be with you! He liked me so much, and I like him too, so we should be together! Not now, he is married to you , But not even a wedding, let everyone guess your marriage every day!"

"What did you say?" Yu Chen froze for a moment. He didn't seem to hear clearly. "You said he liked you back then?"

"Otherwise?" Guo Wen asked, "Do you like you?"

Yu Chen was silent.

Of course Ling Qing would not like him. At that time, he and Ling Qing only had Ling Bai at the intersection. He didn't want to see Ling Qing, and was annoying when he met him.

He couldn't even remember what Ling Qing in high school looked like. Gentle? Publicity? Or fearless?

There is no figure of Ling Qing in adolescence in his memory. He doesn't know what Ling Qing was doing at that time and what he liked.

He didn't know that Ling Qing at that time actually turned out to be amazing.

He looked at Guo Wen, and the other party stared at him unwillingly.

His appearance is okay, his height is good, and his family background is strong (qiang).

However, this is only the case.

His grades are not excellent, his character is not mature enough, what does Ling Qing like about him?

Or, his like, has nothing to do with these?

Yu Chen didn't understand.

He thought of last night, Ling Qing told him that Guo Wen came to him, he did not care, just said that the other party did not like you.

Ling Qing didn't admit it, just smiled, and he passed by with a smile.

Now think about it, Ling Qing at that time did not deny it.

He never concealed himself, even if it was such a big event as Ling Bai's life experience, he really let himself know.

However, he chose silence in the case of Guo Wen.

Yu Chen clenched his fists involuntarily, and his heart hurt and became sore for a moment.

He bypassed Guo Wenhe and wanted to go out, but Guo Wenhe stubbornly blocked him and wanted to continue to tell him about Ling Qing.

Yu Chen squeezed his fist and punched him in the past, pressing Guo Wenhe against the wall in an instant, "Who do you think you are, and what qualifications are there to take care of me and him here."

He looked at Guo Wenhe, his eyes deep as iron, but there was a vague jump in his anger, "Are you unwilling? But what use are you unwilling, he is already my person, you can't even count as a passenger."

He let go and Guo Wen reluctantly replied, "Then I love him more than you and care about him more than you!"

With the sound of " ", Yu Chen punched him in the past, Guo Wenhe didn't have time to avoid it and was directly knocked to the ground.

Tang Mao, who had just walked to the door and wanted to come in, was shocked for a moment and was afraid to move.

Yu Chenju looked at Guo Wenhe condescendingly, and his anger was deeper, "self-righteous."

He finished the four words calmly and turned out of the bathroom.

Tang Mao froze for a moment and hurried to chase him.

"Mr. Yu, what's going on, I..."

"The next time you let me see him again, we don't need to cooperate anymore."

Yu Chen interrupted his words, took the coat handed over by the waiter, ignored him, and left the hotel.

The driver had already parked his car and was waiting for him outside the hotel.

Yu Chen got in the car and leaned on the back of the chair, but his mood was not as calm as his face.

He looked at the scene (color) in front of the car, but he didn't seem to see clearly. He always echoed Guo Wen's words in his ears.

Does Ling Qing like him?

Like before, now? Do you still like it?

What did they meet yesterday and talk?

Why would Guo Wen blame him for not wanting to hold a wedding, because Ling Qing actually wanted a wedding all the time?

But if so, why didn't he tell himself?

He was thinking in silence, just thinking, the phone rang.

It was Ling Qing's exclusive ringtone. Once they watched a movie, Ling Qing set it for him.

He took a second to calm down his emotions and picked it up, "Hey."

"Why?" Ling Qing asked, "I just finished my meal."

"I just finished eating."

"It's so late." Ling Qing was surprised. "Is there any entertainment today?"

"Ok."

"Then go back and rest early, if you haven't eaten well, let the family prepare you for supper in advance."

Yu Chen listened to his tone, as always, tender and considerate.

He asked, "Do you want us to have a wedding? After so long, we should have a wedding."

Ling Qing didn't expect him to ask this and replied: "Don't worry, wait for my career to stabilize again."

"You do not want it?"

"You think?" Ling Qing persuaded him, "Wait a minute, Xiaoyu, and don't rush in these two months."

Yu Chen heard the words and murmured, "Okay."

Ling Qing laughed, "You are so good, Xiaoyu."

Yu Chen listened, somehow, a little sad.

He wants to ask him, so do you like me?

But he dare not ask.

Ling Qing said I wanted to like you, he always thought that this was enough.

This is already the most beautiful love story in the world, but he discovered it today, no.

He wants to like him because he doesn't like him yet, so he thinks about it.

However, he once had a feeling of love for another person.

A person who is very different from him.

So Ling Qing didn't like him, it was just too normal, because maybe, he was not the type he liked at all.

That's why he needs to work hard and keep getting closer to make him like himself.

Seeking for perfection.

Barely for it.

"Why didn't you stop talking suddenly?" Ling Qing asked him, "Tired?"

Yu Chen said, his mind was a little chaotic, and he didn't even know what to say.

"Then take a break for a while, I just miss you, so I want to talk to you, it's okay."

"I miss you too." Yu Chendao said.

He lowered his eyes and whispered: "I want to."

Ling Qing smiled instantly, "I will go back as soon as possible, rest assured."

"it is good."

He heard himself seemingly inadvertently say, "Yes, I met the old classmate you said yesterday at the dinner today."

Ling Qing sat up, surprised, "Guo Wen?"

"Ok."

"What did you say?" Ling Qing somehow shuddered.

Yu Chen smiled and asked him, "Are you afraid of what we say?"

"Of course not." Ling Qing denied, "Curious."

"What do you think we will say?" Yu Chen asked.

Ling Qing supported him with a chin and answered, "I don't think you will say anything."

Yu Chen listened to his words slowly and gently opened his mouth.

He said, "We really didn't say anything."

Ling Qing was relieved.

Yu Chen looked at the scenery (color) outside the car, the shadows were full, the traffic was swift, and in a blink of an eye, the scenery passing by was gone and there was no way to tell the truth.

He heard himself and Ling Qing say, "I am not familiar with him."

They are indeed unfamiliar, and what Guo Wen said is not necessarily credible.

Just like Ling Qing didn't want to hold a wedding now, perhaps Ling Qing didn't tell him the so-called likes, everything was just Guo Wen's self-love and wishful thinking.

Ling Qing wanted to marry him wholeheartedly, not even forced to marry him. After the marriage, he also made a tremendous change, and he managed this marriage seriously.

He is obviously different from others, and he also said plainly that it is difficult to want his love, so how could he like Guo Wen easily.

Everything may just be Guo Wen's lie.

Yu Chen folded these things and put them in his heart, he didn't want to take care of them anymore.

He chatted with Ling Qing for a while, and then he was forced to hang up the phone when the phone was empty.

Wang Guanjia hasn't (sleeping Shui) yet. Seeing him coming back, he took the coat from him and said to him, "Sit down for a while, my wife sent me just now, saying that you are coming home, let the family prepare some Sydney Soup, which can both hangover and clear your lungs, I will give you a bowl."

"Good." Yu Chen sat down on the sofa.

The butler filled a bowl and brought it over before him.

Yu Chen was drinking and suddenly asked, "Someone came to Qingqing yesterday?"

"Yes, my wife's high school classmate."

"What did you say?" Yu Chen asked.

The housekeeper did not expect him to ask this question. In general, Ling Qing should tell him that he would not ask himself.

He didn’t know, and he didn’t guess. He said, “I didn’t say anything. The other party seemed to have just returned from abroad and bought a gift. He said that he would give his wife a copy. The wife confiscated it and refused very politely.

"Nothing else?"

"It should be gone." The butler said, "I was busy at the time, not paying attention."

Yu Chen nodded slightly.

"Is there anything wrong?" the butler asked him.

"No." Yu Chendao, "Just met at the dinner today."

"That's it." The housekeeper looked at him. "That's a coincidence. But if you want to know, just ask your wife if it's better? It's better than asking me, what can I know."

Yu Chen looked up at him, knowing that you know a lot.

But he didn't say that, he just smiled slightly and calmly said: "Uh."

It was raining that night.

The rain was not heavy. Yu Chen sat on the small balcony in the bedroom and looked at the rain outside the window, but he couldn't remember Ling Qing's high school period.

He remembers his high school age, Xu Han's high school age, Hodge's high school age, even Ling Bai's high school age, but Ling Qing's high school age.

His high school was the one he had not participated in. He had no feelings before, but today, after being mentioned by Guo Wenhe, he regretted it.

If he can, he would like to know Ling Qing from high school, or earlier, junior high school, elementary school, kindergarten.

He accompanies him through every time in his life, every time he transforms, they always have each other in their lives, and they will always be the only one.

But there is no such thing in the world, so now he can't even remember Ling Qing's high school.

Not only high school, he can’t remember and remember all the periods before his marriage.

He missed his most glorious boyhood.

That night, Yu Chen (sleeping in Shui) was very late and very restless.

He contacted Shu Tong the next morning and asked him to bring Ling Qing to Ling's photo album for him.

"Do you want it?"

"Huh." Yu Chendao, "both."

"Then I will send it to you this afternoon."

"Noon." He said, "You send it over, I invite you to dinner."

"But I have something at noon, and I have to be at four or five in the afternoon at the earliest." Is Shu Tong embarrassed?

Yu Chenwen said, this gave way a little bit: "Okay, but you remember to deliver it earlier. When you are busy, you will be delivered when you have time."

"Okay." Shu Tong agreed.

It wasn't until he hung up the phone that he suddenly realized that he didn't know all of Ling Qing's photo albums!

The Ling family he returned to this year did not know when Ling Qing had taken pictures when he was a child, and when he hadn’t, what should he do if he missed it?

Shu Tong thought about it, called Ling Bai, and handed this over to Ling Bai.

"Anyway, you didn't have any class this morning, so go home and sort it out. Will you send it to the sister-in-law at noon?"

"Why don't you go by yourself?"

"Good question, do I know how many pictures my brother took when I was a kid? Did we go out together or did we take pictures together? What do you say about Dove?"

Ling Bai who is occupied by the diss dove every day in the magpie's nest: ...

Ling Bai covered his face, the key is that he did not know!

He and Ling Qing didn't deal with it before. Who knows how many pictures Ling Qing took!

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