At this point, the only way she could think of could tie up Lu Niange was to marry him.

Legalize their relationship.

In that way, she and his name were trapped together for the rest of their lives.

Lu Niange turned his face away and did not go to see Jian Chenxi.

Suddenly, the oath he made to Ling Momo flashed through his mind: "I will definitely marry you in my life."

The bold ambitions at that time have now become ridiculous lies.

However, even a lie is still so clear that it echoes in my mind and ears.

Lu Niange was silent for a long time, and he said, "Chenxi, please let me think about it."

Jian Chenxi nodded and agreed.

Lu Niange turned around and walked away.

Jian Chenxi looked at his back and pursed her lower lip with no regrets.

On the table not far away, there was the stack of documents she gave him. The wind blew outside the window, and the paper rustled, with dense handwriting and some photos.

Among them, there is a black letter in the line that Ling Momo was once the lady of Feicheng.

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Li Qingshen took Ling Momo directly back to the villa.

Ling Momo had been walking around the street for a day and was kidnapped by Jian Chenxi again. She was so tired that she had to work hard. After dinner, taking a shower, and getting sleepy.

Li Qingshen was not sleepy. He was standing in the bedroom thinking about something, but suddenly he heard the doorbell ringing downstairs.

Few people came to his villa, so Li Qingshen couldn't help but be suspicious. While thinking about who it was, he went downstairs to open the door.

Li Qingshen casually glanced at the monitor on the wall. The moment he saw Lu Niange's face, his expression suddenly became cold.

What did he do?

Li Qingshen is not welcome from the heart that this man who once had a passionate talk with Ling Momo.

If it weren't for Ling Momo's love for Lu Niange, his confession might have become a farewell. He had already confessed to the girl many years ago.

And now, it hasn't reached this point.

As we grow older, some feelings do not fade with time, but become stronger and stronger. Then people become more timid and dare not confess their love.

Because I'm even more afraid of losing.

Li Qingshen thought that Ling Momo was upstairs, so he did not let Lu Niange in, but chose to go out by himself.

Li Qingshen opened the villa door, leaned obliquely on the door railing, staring at Lu Niange, expressionless and silent.

When Lu Niange saw that Li Qingshen was opening the door, he felt a little disappointed in his eyes, but he still adhered to a polite style and said warmly: "Mr. Li, I'm sorry, I came over without your permission."

Li Qingshen lowered her eyes, "Is there anything?"

Lu Niange quickly handed the bag in his hand to Li Qingshen: "I have been to Momo's house and found that there is no one inside, so I thought maybe she is here, so I came over. I came to deliver clothes, Momo's, and it fell in the villa of Chenxi."

Li Qingshen stretched out his hand, took the bag of clothes, nodded, and said nothing.

Lu Niange paused, and asked, "Where is Momo?"

Li Qingshen's eyes suddenly shot towards Lu Niange sharply. He was still silent, but this time he made an action and went back to the villa and closed the door.

Just when Li Qingshen was about to close the villa door, Lu Niange spoke again: "Mr. Li..."

Li Qingshen turned his back to Lu Niange, and did not look back. He threw a sentence very directly: "She doesn't want to see you."

Lu Niange's expression was slightly stiff and his tone was a little lost: "I know there are some words that I shouldn't say, but..."

"I know I shouldn't say it, so don't say it." Li Qingshen interrupted Lu Niange's words mercilessly, without giving him any affection.

Lu Niange knew that Li Qingshen was difficult to contact, but he did not expect that he was so arrogant and arrogant that he was so arrogant.

For a while, Lu Niange was a little speechless, but soon, he chose to speak: "Mr. Li, I know that I was offensive to say this, but I still want to say that Momo is a good girl. I am very sorry for her. I also know that at this point, nothing I say will work."

"I know more about what I'm not qualified to say to you, but if I don't say it, I can't feel at ease."

"Mr. Li, I don't know what your relationship has with Momo, but what I want to say is that I hope you can take good care of her."

"She likes to eat an apple every day. The one she hates most is plums. She likes to eat candied haws, especially afraid of thunder. The most important thing is that she has the habit of dysmenorrhea. She obviously can't eat chili and cold, but she can't control her mouth. She hurts every time. She always shouts that she will never eat randomly, but she will heal her scars and forget the pain..."

Lu Niange told Li Qingshen all the habits he had remembered about Ling Momo.

"Her menstrual period is not particularly regular and needs traditional Chinese medicine to be conditioned. Maybe she no longer takes it now. I have a prescription. I will give it to Mr. Li when I look back. You can find someone to prescribe medicine for her..."

"She doesn't like taking Chinese medicine. She has to coax her well before she is willing to eat it. She must prepare sugar. Not enough one piece, two pieces..."

"She doesn't like eating everything that is mango-flavored, and she prefers strawberry-flavored. She hates being bitten by mosquitoes because every time her skin is bitten, it will swell, and she dislikes it ugly..."

Li Qingshen suddenly clasped his hands tightly as he listened to Lu Niange's nagging words.

With his back facing Lu Niange, his expression on his face was so low and scary.

Every word and sentence of Lu Niange can reveal the little things about Ling Momo and his past.

Li Qingshen admitted that he was now crazy about Lu Niange.

All those jealous are about to go crazy.

Lu Niange knows much more about Ling Momo than he does.

As Lu Niange spoke, he couldn't continue talking. He had to say too much about Ling Momo.

The more I talk, the harder it is.

Behind every word of understanding of Ling Momo, there is the joy, anger, sorrow and joy of being with Ling Momo.

His voice choked: "And..."

Before he could say anything later, he turned his back to Li Qingshen, who had not made any sound, suddenly moved his lips to interrupt Lu Niange's words. His voice was particularly low, as if he was suppressing something, "You can leave."
Chapter completed!