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Chapter 483 Use My Meeting with Yan Qing in My Next Life
bedroom.

Lu Xicheng held Zheng Qingqing's hand in his palm, under the dim light, his tone was gentle, but a little tense, he said: "Qingqing, if you regret it, don't go, you are pregnant, I would worry."

But Zheng Weiwei was only silent for a while, and then refused, she said: "Xicheng, that's what I should go to, if I don't go, I will never feel at ease for the rest of my life."

When Lu Xicheng heard these words at that time, his face was very calm under the warm light.

There was a faint smile on his elegant eyebrows, and he said, "So gently, I will wait for you and the child to come back."

With red eyes, Zheng Qingqing made a promise.

In the middle of the night that day, Lu Xicheng dialed Yan Che's number in his study.

Zheng Weiwei is already asleep, she doesn't know about all this.

The desk lamp in the study room was dim, and his whole body was hidden in the darkness, as if he had been swallowed up, with almost no tenderness.

Yan Che's voice was hoarse and weak, and a slight smile sounded from the other end of the phone. He said, "Chairman Lu, if you have anything to say, you can say it directly."

Lu Xicheng's brows and eyes were gloomy, but his tone was extremely calm: "Wei Wei is pregnant."

There was a sudden silence on the other end of the phone, and when Lu Xicheng heard his sudden heavy breathing, he seemed to be smiling and said, "Then congratulations."

"Young's body is very weak." He didn't buy his congratulations, "Yan Che, what should I do if something happens to her by your side?"

Yan Che didn't seem to think that it was because of this, he was silent for a while, and said slowly, "Is it serious?"

"Otherwise, why should I make this call with you." Lu Xicheng said with an emphasis: "You know her body very well, right?"

Yan Che blinked his sore eyes, and spoke in a low tone: "I promise, I will take good care of her."

"What guarantee do you use?"

"...Using my encounter with Yan Qing in my next life, if something happens slightly, I will never see my Yan Qing." This is already a poisonous oath.

Lu Xicheng felt the pain in his heart, and he spoke with a difficult and depressing word "good".

Zheng Qingwen went to Yan Che's morning, and Lu Xicheng kissed her side face.

He said, "Gently, I'll wait for your return."

A short and measured word.

Zheng Weiwei almost wanted to give up and leave, but in the next moment, reason prevailed, she said goodbye to him calmly, she said: "Xicheng, wait for me to come back."

Lu Xicheng said, "I'll wait for you."

Probably because of the deep winter, the road surface has already been covered with mist and thin ice.

When Zheng Qingyuan got out of the car, she saw Yan Che leaning against the door frame, looking at herself with a smile.

His brows and eyes are very gentle, as if all the extreme emotions have been wiped away, leaving only plain softness.

He said, "Gently, thank you."

Zheng Weiwei didn't know how to answer, she could only be silent for a while, and said in a low voice: "It's what I should do."

"Thank you anyway, thank you for coming over."

Zheng Weiwei was surprised when she heard his gentle tone. She raised her head, only to realize that the housekeeper who had been following Yan Che all along seemed to have disappeared: "Yan Che, where's your housekeeper?"

"He has already returned to my parents. I am about to die, so he left naturally. After all, with a dying person like me, there will be no future."

(End of this chapter)