Li Jingchuan's question gave Li Yue a severe meal.

She bit her lip, not knowing how to answer.

Obviously...

He was obviously the one who valued family hatred more than emotions.

If he didn't communicate with her, didn't contact her, and didn't smash her heart to the ground that she wanted to go home with him again and again, she wouldn't have chosen to return to the Ling family in the end.

But now, he asked her whether he or hatred was more important in her heart.

If it were the previous Li Yue, she would have told him without hesitation that he was important.

but......

They have been separated for so long and are in opposite camps.

The Ling family will never let go of their hatred for Ling Xiugu's death.

The Li family will not regard the deaths of Huang Ziru and Mrs. Li as a passing thing.

It is pointless to debate whether he is more important or hatred is more important.

Li Yue sighed:

"None of this matters anymore.

"

Li Jingchuan's hand that was playing with the bouquet paused slightly.

He raised his lips with difficulty, and the corners of his mouth curved into a mocking arc:

"Isn't it important?"

Feeling that his mood was not good, Li Yue didn't want to say anything else to avoid irritating him.

She walked up to Mrs. Li's tombstone and placed the bouquet in front of it:

"If you are not important, why should I fight so hard to keep you and my fourth child.

"

"If hatred was not important, I would have come back with you long ago.

"

She looked at the black and white photo of Mrs. Li on the tombstone:

"There are some things we can't change, so I choose to accept my fate.

"

She and him are destined to be two parallel lines.

In fact, she already knew this.

Her relationship with him was forced by her alone from the very beginning.

Knowing that he doesn't like her, she still wants to marry him and have children for him.

Even though I knew I shouldn't have anything to do with him after I came back, I still got entangled with him.

So for them to get to this point is retribution.

Li Jingchuan stood there, looking at Li Yue's thin back, his eyes darkening.

After a while, he walked over and hugged Li Yue's slender body tightly from behind:

"I don't want to accept my fate.

"

The sudden hug caught Li Yue off guard.

His familiar temperature and breath made her heart tremble, but she still struggled desperately:

"Li Jingchuan, let me go!"

The man held her tightly in his arms:

"I don't want to let go.

"

There was a bit of humility in his deep voice:

"Li Yue, I don't want to let you go.

"

Although what Zhang Wenxia said just now sounds unpleasant, it is all true.

In this year, he actually had countless opportunities to directly bankrupt the Ling family.

But he was afraid that she would be sad and sad, and that she would hate him even more, so he always hesitated and didn't dare to take action.

He really couldn't let her go, and he really didn't want to give up this rare relationship with her.

When Li Yue's accident happened seven years ago, he secretly vowed that he would never marry for her sake.

A year ago, she finally returned to him.

Even if there was huge hatred between them, he didn't want to let go.

Don't want to at all!

Listening to such humble words from a man who was usually aloof and arrogant, Li Yue's heart ached as if being grasped by a pair of invisible hands.

She bit her lip, gently grabbed Li Jingchuan's big hand on her slender waist, and opened his fingers one by one:

"Mr. Li, although I know I owe you three times to go to bed.

"

"But there's no need for you to start doing this to me in front of your grandma's tombstone, right?"
Chapter completed!