Chapter 562 Auction House

Lin Qianqian was lost for a moment, and the man's smile seemed familiar, but although Zimo's smile was the same, it was not as bright as the sunshine. It was relatively gentle, like a piece of warm jade. It was held in the palm of his hand. It was a little cold at the beginning, but it would feel warm after a long time. "Xiuchen, I think it would be better to avoid it. With your temperament, marrying you is equivalent to marrying a monkey, and indirectly giving my son to you, I always feel frightened."

In my mind, I imagined Feng Xiuchen hugging left and right, and was in the group of flowers, with a spring rippling scene. Then I unconsciously thought of the scene where his son was surrounded by a sea of ​​flowers and his wife and concubine. No... No, no, no, the woman subconsciously shook her head. This kind of thing must not happen, absolutely cannot.

Feng Xiuchen was a little disappointed, but he was also expected. What's the point of Yuwen Huang? He is handsome? He is romantic? He is not a nobler family. He is still the young master of Zhaixing Tower. He is not worse than this man. If he had met Lin Qianqian earlier, how could he have had anything to do with Yuwen Huang? Go and play with mud. "Okay, I'd known this would be like this for a long time. Look, after you so many years, there will be wrinkles on the corners of my eyes..."

Lin Qianqian smiled sweetly, patted his shoulder, pulled his son with one hand, and said, "Let's go, don't miss the time."

“Is it impossible?”

The woman stopped and looked back slightly. Yu Guang looked at the man's lost expression. "Xuchen, I think you should know my background, my background, and everything that happened to me. You just pretended not to care or not, but which man would not care about the past of his beloved woman that was so unbearable. If you don't care, that's fake, right?"

Feng Xiuchen suddenly became speechless, and he hesitated. "Qianqian, I do care about your past. You are right. No man will care about you, but I care more about you. No matter how strong or capable you are, you are a woman after all, and you will grow old. You can't let Xiaoyi never have a father in your life..."

Lin Qianqian smiled with the man behind her back, her eyes a little warm. She turned around and looked up at him, saying, "Xiuchen, look at Lin Yi, look carefully, stare at his eyes... Tell me what you think in your heart."

The man was holding his hands behind his back, and his palms were inlaid with fingernails. When he looked at this child, he could always think of Yuwen Huang. When he thought of Yuwen Huang, he would feel knotted and uneasy. Even if he really treated the child as his own, could he really be meaningless? At this moment, his heart was too confused, and he couldn't figure it out clearly...

The two of them were speechless for a long time, only Lin Fengyi was smiling silently, not knowing what they were thinking.

The woman stroked the hair on his shoulder and said, "Right, you hesitated. Ask yourself, you still can't do it, right?"

"Qianqian, I..."

"Xiuchen, if I hadn't met Yuwen Huang and had no children, if I met you first, I would really consider marrying you, but... we are destined to be friends, but the right person has no right time. Give up, I, the broken flower and willow, are not worthy of your sincere pursuit."

"That's it..." A baby casually interrupted at this time, saying, "There is no grass everywhere in the world, right? The forest is big and can roll around, why should I hang myself on a tree? We can't make a deal, benevolence and righteousness are still there, right, uncle..."
Chapter completed!