First Lady

The room was empty, and there was no trace of that person, only a scent of fragrance remained in the air, proving that she had lived here. '

It took Mingye a long time to look carefully at all the corners of the room, and finally lay on the bed, covered with a faded quilt, instantly lingered by the fragrance of her body, as if she was still in his arms and by his side.

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The plane shuttles through the clouds, and it seems that you can catch those ethereal clouds by sticking out the window.

Leaving aside those troublesome things, Lan Shan felt a touch of excitement and joy in her heart. [

How long has she not gone out alone, traveled alone, and lived a life that is completely her own?

From entering the Ming family, from the trembling at the beginning, to the entanglement with Ming Ye, her life was like stepping on the clouds, without feeling down-to-earth.

Lan Shan felt that she should have gone out for a walk long ago, away from Ming Ye for a while, to think about how to live in the future.

There is not even the most basic trust between them. Even if they are together, they will still quarrel in the future.

Besides, the identities of the two of them are so embarrassing. If it is really exposed, others will not care whether there is really love between them.

Everyone's concern is only: the incest between a wealthy mother and her son.Even if they were not related by blood, it would be a scandal of the magnitude.

Lan Shan never doubted whether Ming Ye really loved her.

She was just afraid that if she really got to that point, would she be able to bear the pressure of public opinion and the outside world.

If you have to live in panic and anxiety every day, such days are not what you want.

Lanshan wants a very simple and ordinary life, just like an ordinary family.

Husband and wife may quarrel over a trivial matter, or they may quarrel over children. After the quarrel, the family still wants to be together.

Lan Shan sighed: Mingye, during this period, let's calm down and see...whether we want to continue.

She loves Ming Ye, but...not as deeply as Ming Ye loves her.

Lanshan's thoughts were flying wildly, when suddenly a soft child's voice came from beside her: "Dad, look, that auntie is so beautiful..."

Lan Shan hesitated for a while, then turned her head, just in time to meet a pair of black grape-like eyes, a piece of clear childlike innocence...