my billionaire ex-husband

"No, I did this for a purpose." Xiao Han turned his face sideways, the lens reflected under the light, "I don't want him to live in your heart, I hope you forget him."

Lin Kewei was slightly taken aback, and frowned: "I've already forgotten about him!"

"not yet……"

"I've already forgotten about him!" Lin Kewei exclaimed excitedly, "If it were someone else lying here, I would have asked the Huangjue to save him! If it had been you, I would have asked the Huangjue to save him!"

Yes, undeniable.Lin Kewei's heart is soft, maybe if the person lying on this bed is Shang Xin, she will save people too! [

"Don't get excited." Xiao Han pulled the corner of his mouth, "You can fool the whole world, even if you deceive yourself, you can't fool me."

"..."

"However, I'm very glad that you already have the consciousness to forget him." Xiao Han's cold eyes had a hint of warmth, and he said happily, "I can see your determination to forget him. As long as you persevere , will sooner or later forget him."

Lin Kewei turned her face away: "Why are you happy? Even if I forget him, I won't like you!"

She will never trust and like any man again!

Experienced Feng Chengling, tried so many bloody lessons!She won't do stupid things again!

Xiao Han neither opposed nor agreed, but said in a profound tone: "The future is still long, and there are so many variables, none of us can say for sure what will happen... Kewei, I will wait and see."

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A dark sky without a single star.

However, the light on the lake, reflected by the lights in the castle, seemed to be another sky full of stars.

It wasn't until early in the morning that the person who fell asleep in the bed showed signs of waking up.

Feng Chengling was as pale as paper, and his lips were also peeling due to dryness.

He coughed lightly, his face turned pale from the pain, his mind was completely dark, he slowly straightened his body, in a trance, he thought he was in the Fengzhai, and whispered: "Mama Li, Mama Li"

No one answered, but there was a strange "click" sound in the quiet room.

Feng Chengling turned his head and saw Xiao Han sitting on the desk opposite the bed, with his long legs casually resting on the chair.

He held a delicate and small pistol in his hand, and wiped it carefully with a cloth, and on the table, there was a pile of gun parts.