Doting Your Wife to Heaven: The Return of the Rich Family

She is very important to him!

He really didn't want to lose her!

Qingting couldn't help but sigh, "Really? Then what do you mean?"

Leng Qirui had a bitter face, and managed to squeeze out a sentence, "Give me a little time, let me clean up first...my mommy..."

He couldn't say what he said later, and this was the biggest secret of the Leng family.

Qingting couldn't bear to look at his painfully distorted handsome face anymore, turned her head away, and helped him continue, "I'm sick."

And it's mental. I just don't know if it's innate or acquired.

Either way, it would be a scandal to the Leng family, no wonder the mistress of the Leng family has always been a mystery.

For Leng Qirui, he felt uncomfortable, and he had to face many follow-up events.

Living is not easy for anyone!

So, she doesn't blame him, nor hate him!

He has nothing to do with her!

Love is deep and shallow!

Leng Qirui shivered as if he had been stabbed, the pain on his face was unbearable, "You..."

There are countless grievances and pains, and countless pains to say, but when the words come to my mouth, I swallow them all. He is a man, the perfect Rui Shao in the eyes of the world. No matter how painful it is, you have to swallow it in your stomach.

"Yes, my mommy is sick and can't be stimulated. I can't help it, but she is a good woman. We can work hard to get her consent, as if it's for me, can't we?"

His posture is very low, with the greatest sincerity in his life, this is also his last effort, for her and himself!

Losing her, he would regret it!

Hearing the gentle and implicated pleading words, Qingting almost softened her heart and was about to agree, but suddenly the face of the Ye family appeared in front of her eyes, and a sense of powerlessness came to her heart, she closed her eyes, "I'm sorry, I don't have time."

A word of sorry, like a sharp sword, pierced deeply into Leng Qirui's heart, twitching in pain, so painful, "Tingting, is that all you love for me?"

Qingting's expression was in a trance, and she put her hand on her heart, trying to suppress the feeling of heartache.

"If my mother is still alive, even if she is crazy, even if she is terminally ill, I will be grateful for God's generous gift. For her, I will do everything, even if it is my own life, and I don't want to hurt her. In my life In my life, mother is just a noun, and I have never felt the warm maternal love..."

A burst of tears rushed into the eyes unexpectedly, and the crystal clear tears couldn't help but burst out, one after another, like fine pearls, cold to the bone, "But I think, if she is alive, she must be a good mother, very happy Love loves me very much... I don't have such an opportunity, but you do, no amount of wealth and power can compare to a mother who loves you deeply..."

In the end, I couldn't cry and couldn't speak idioms.

Leng Qirui looked at her with heartache, she never cried, the Ye Qingting in his memory bravely made everyone ashamed, as strong as if she had no tears, in front of people, she always smiled, bright and beautiful.

Whether facing enemies or friends, she always has a smile on her face!

But at this moment, she was crying!

How much pain should her heart have? Did he make her cry?

He couldn't help stretching out his hand towards her, but when he was in the middle of the air, she turned her head away and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, she was still so stubborn.

Damn, it's painfully stubborn!

Can she learn to be weak, learn to rely on men, and learn to push all troubles on others like ordinary girls?

But is that still Ye Qingting?

Proud, self-willed, intelligent, people who don't ask for Wa Quan and would rather be jaded than jade!