Honey-colored giants: Ex-wife is too hard to quit

Chapter 122
Looking at the dense skyscrapers bathed in the golden sunset in the distance, and the birds flying in the sky from time to time, the two of them closed their mouths tightly at the same time!
The quiet evening wind blows, and gently lifts the broken hair on Lan Dailin's forehead. The golden sun lazily shines on her body, covering her with a golden coat. At this moment, she looks sacred and inviolable. .

The sunset is infinitely good, just near dusk.

The moods of the two of them changed involuntarily as the sun slowly set in the west. The surroundings were very quiet, only the slight sound of the wind could be heard.

Perhaps because he didn't want this peaceful atmosphere to be broken, Lan Dailin and Qian Junfu had a tacit understanding and didn't speak.

After a long time, Qian Junfu turned around slowly and looked at Lan Dailin, and broke the silence at this moment with his first words, "Do you remember how long we have known each other?"

"It's been more than three years!" Lan Dailin said in a low voice, looking at the setting sun that was mostly covered by towering skyscrapers in the distance, with reminiscence in her eyes.

"It's three years, two months, twelve days, three hours and 25 minutes!" Qian Junfu corrected, glancing down at the golden Rolex on his wrist.

"I didn't expect you to remember it so clearly!" Lan Dailin looked at him in surprise.

One has to love each other so much to remember the time so clearly. Lan Dailin only remembers that they have known each other for more than three years, but they can't remember how many years it was.

"I will always remember the things related to you! I remember that day, I just ran out of the house in a fit of rage after arguing with my father, penniless, and I happened to meet you walking out of the taxi with a suitcase! At that time, you had just arrived in the United States, and you were not familiar with the place, so you met a robber as soon as you got out of the car!"

Qian Junfu's eyes were full of memories.

"My bag was robbed, and you chased it back for me!" Lan Dailin nodded, "If it wasn't for you, I don't know what to do!"

"I helped you recover the bag. You were very grateful to me and took me in generously! I will always remember the half a year that I squeezed in that small basement with you, and you slept on that small single bed. , I curled up on the floor, it was bitter, but that was my happiest time! Then I got a job at National Geographic, and we moved out of there! With our own rooms, you are about to give birth, I send you Went to the hospital! Those ten hours outside the delivery room were a torment for me. Xiao Yu is not my son, but I was the first man to see him, and I witnessed his birth. From then on, I vowed to give you, Xiaoyu a happy life!"

"It's all over!" Lan Dailin looked at Qian Junfu with complicated eyes, and she clearly felt that Qian Junfu seemed to be immersed in great happiness when she said this.

She also felt the same way, it was bitter at that time, but she was very happy.

The two encouraged each other, supported each other, and spent the most difficult half a year together.

She still clearly remembered the ecstatic expression on Qian Junfu's face on the day Xiaoyu was born, as if Xiaoyu was his own flesh and blood in his eyes.

That kind of doting, that kind of love is very touching.

"Maybe it's over for you, but it will never be for me. I said I would give you and Xiaoyu happiness, but I haven't done it yet! I have to! You know when I know Xiaoyu is Ling Shao Knowing that you were once Ling Shao's wife, and knowing how Ling Shao did those unforgivable things to you, did you feel so distressed? For a moment, I had the urge to kill! But I didn't do that, I knew you wanted to take revenge with my own hands, so I pretended I didn't know anything, and silently guarded you, trying not to let Ling Shao hurt you!" Qian Junfu looked at Lan Dailin with a distressed expression, "It's not easy for you!"

"Don't say it!" Lan Dailin had tears in the corners of her eyes, and she quickly wiped them away.

"Dai Lin, I know you love me as much as I love you, why can't you forgive me once? In this world, I don't care about anything, but I can't care less about your feelings for me!" Qian Junfu said here When the time, eyes filled with pain, pray.

"I've forgiven you! Please don't appear in front of me again. I'm begging you, okay?" Lan Dailin looked at Qian Junfu and said seriously, "I have my life, and you have yours too. Life, I don't want to have anything to do with you again!"

"Are you really going to be so cruel?" Qian Junfu looked at Lan Dailin in pain and asked.

"Yes! Let's go, what happened in the past three years is just a dream! After waking up from the dream, our respective lives will continue! Please don't disturb my life again!" Say this sentence When talking, Lan treated Lin as if she had died.

She didn't want to say it, but she couldn't help it.

Qian Junfu's stubbornness is beyond anyone's imagination. If he doesn't say something absolutely, it is impossible for him to give up.

Maybe he didn't even know what the so-called giving up was.

"No! It's not like this!" Qian Junfu frowned, and slowly squatted on the ground, scratching his head with both hands, completely unable to believe what Lan Dailin said.

Seeing Qian Junfu so pitiful, Lan Dailin wanted to comfort him, but in the end she took back the hand she subconsciously extended.

Gritting his teeth, he turned and left.

She couldn't stay here any longer, she couldn't face Qian Junfu like this without moving, he quickly opened the door of the apartment, Lan waited for Lin to escape and got in, closed the door, and leaned against the door with tears on his face It fell violently, along her pretty cheeks, and quickly dripped on the floor tiles at the door, forming two puddles very quickly.

"Son, what's the matter with you?" Lin Qian who ran out of the kitchen when she heard the door opening sounded and asked distressedly when she saw Lan Dailin's heartbroken and tearful eyes.

"Mom!" Lan Dailin seemed to see a savior, and threw herself into Lin Qian's arms, crying loudly...

Squatting on the roof, holding his hair tightly with his hands, he kept repeating "No, that's not the case!" Qian Feng slowly let go of his hair, and stumbled to his feet. .

Looking at the empty rooftop with a face full of despair, he was a little absent-minded. After a while, the despair on his body was suddenly swept away, a cold aura emanated from his whole body, and a cold light appeared in his eyes.

Looking at the setting sun in the distant sky that had completely sunk into the horizon, Qian Feng's tone seemed a little low, stubborn and crazy.

"Dai Lin, I will not give up! I want you to be my bride and the mother of my child! For this, I will give everything!"

Perhaps because of being overly sad, Lan waited for Lin to cry so hard that she almost lost her voice.

Lin Qian looked at Lan Dailin with a distressed expression, and wanted to comfort her, but she didn't know where to start.

He could only hold her tightly in his arms, and gently pat her on the back. This was the only way she could think of to comfort her now.

She didn't ask what happened. The sensitive Lin Qian knew that all she had to do now was to give Lan Dailin a shoulder, to rely on, and to let her vent.

Waiting for Lan to wait for Lin to be tired from crying, Lin Qian helped her sit on the sofa.

Looking at Lan Dailin with red eyes and tear stains, Lin Qian sighed slightly.

Seeing Lan treat Lin in such pain and sadness, she also felt very sad. She sat silently with Lan and waited for Lin for a long time, until the hands of the clock pointed to twelve o'clock in the morning, Lin Qian gently helped her up. Lan said gently to Lin's shoulder.

"Son, go take a bath and rest early! When you wake up, everything will pass! One has to look forward, there is no point in living in the past. I need you, Xiao Yu needs you, child, you must be strong!"

"Thank you, Mom!" Lan Dailin raised her head slightly and looked at Lin Qian with red and swollen eyes, and said gratefully.

"Silly boy, go!" Lin Qian looked at Lan Dailin kindly and encouraged Lin Qian.

"En!" Lan waited for Lin to nod heavily, and walked slowly to the bathroom.

After crying in Lin Qian's arms for so long, Lan felt much better for Lin.

Although she was still distressed and sad, these depressed emotions calmed down a little under Lin Qian's gentle comfort.

Lin Qian is right, she must be strong!
Although Qian Junfu is gone, she still has Lin Qian, Ma Weizhong, Xiao Yu, and so many people who care about her and need her.

Yesterday has become history, and it will eventually go away, but the future is ahead, she can't indulge in the past, she must be strong.

She still has a lot to do, she can't just sink down.

When she woke up the next day, the warm sun shone through the window on her face, as warm as if her mother's hand was gently stroking her cheek.

Looking at the morning sun slowly rising from the east, Lan Dailin was suddenly filled with hope.

On a new day, the sun rises from the east as usual, no matter what happened yesterday, it has become the past.

She wants to forget Qian Junfu, forget everything about the past three years, and start a new life.

She also hopes that Qian Junfu can forget everything and start a life that should belong to him.

Instead of living for her, he has lived for her for three years, and he should live for himself.

"Dai Lin, are you feeling better?" Lin Qian asked worriedly when she saw Lan Dai Lin coming out of the bedroom.

The way Lan treated Lin yesterday really frightened her. She didn't dare to sleep well that night, so that her dark circles were particularly heavy today.

Looking at Lin Qian's haggard face, Lan Dailin felt a little guilty.

She didn't expect that Lin Qian, who was involved in her affairs, would also be worried. As Lin Qian's biological daughter, she felt a little sorry for Lin Qian.

"I'm fine!" Lan Dailin said to Lin Qian with a smile, and then walked up to Lin Qian with an apologetic expression on her face, and gently grabbed Lin Qian's hand, "Godmother, I'm sorry! I made you worry yesterday Already!"

"It's fine! It's fine!" Lin Qian's face immediately relaxed, she let out a long sigh of relief, took Lan Dailin's palm and brought her to the dining table with a smile, "Come and see what the godmother made for you. What! These are what you like to eat, you see there are soy milk, fried dough sticks, and steamed buns, the soy milk is still hot, drink it while it is hot!"

Lin Qian picked up a bowl of soy milk on the table and carefully held it in front of Lan Dailin with a kind smile in her eyes.

"Godmother, what's wrong with your hand?" Lan Dailin asked nervously when she suddenly noticed that there was a big red spot on the back of Lin Qian's hand.

"It's okay! It's okay!" Lin Qian quickly withdrew her hand from Lan Dailin's palm and urged her, "Eat quickly! Otherwise it will be cold later!"

"Godmother, what happened to your hand?" Lan Dailin looked at Lin Qian relentlessly and asked.

"My hands are really fine, but they were burned while cooking the soy milk. I have already applied the medicine! You should eat quickly!" Lin Qian urged with a nonchalant smile.

Lan waited for Lin to take a deep look at Lin Qian, her eyes were full of gratitude and emotion.

She carefully picked up the bowl of soy milk, and solemnly and slowly poured the sweet soy milk into her mouth.

The sweet soy milk flowed down her mouth and slowly flowed into her empty stomach, immediately her whole body became warm.

In Lan Dailin's view, this is not an ordinary bowl of soy milk. This bowl of soy milk is full of deep maternal love, which she cherishes very much.

Lin Qian has been sitting quietly by the side, watching Lan Dailin quickly sweep away the food on the table, she is full of relief.

Seeing the way Lan treated Lin with such sweetness, she seemed to see her daughter Zhao Zixuan.

Up to now, she still doesn't know that the goddaughter in front of her is actually her biological daughter who she thought had been dead for three years.

Love hurts hard to heal, but under the comfort of Lin Qian's deep affection, Lan Dailin seems to have completely forgotten everything that happened yesterday, and Qian Junfu's heart-wrenching and heartbreaking pain yesterday.

Today is Ling Muyang's reconvening of the board of directors. As the assistant to the president, Lan Dailin asked someone to clean up the meeting room early in the morning, and prepared everything for the meeting.

At [-]:[-], Ling Muyang sat in a wheelchair and was slowly pushed out of the elevator by the old horse.

"Assistant Lan, is everything ready?" Ling Muyang asked indifferently when he saw Lan Dailin who was about to enter the meeting room.

"Everything is ready! Ling..." Lan Dailin suddenly didn't know what to call Ling Muyang, and it was obviously inappropriate to call him Director Ling.

Although Ling Yuantu has already transferred all the shares of the Ling Group under his name to Ling Muyang, she cannot call him that before the board of directors confirms that Ling Muyang will become the new president of the Ling Group.

It's not appropriate to call Ling Muyang Young Master Ling either. She and Ling Muyang only have a working relationship, so she was a little embarrassed for a while.

"Just call me Mu Yang!" Ling Muyang smiled slightly at Lan Dailin.

"It's inappropriate, I'll call you Mr. Ling!" Lan Dailin felt that the title "Mu Yang" was too intimate, and finally chose a more suitable title.

"Then it's up to you! It's almost time, let's go!" Ling Muyang smiled at Lan Dailin, and was pushed into the meeting room first by the old horse.

Lan waited for Lin to follow behind him quietly, looking at Ling Muyang's straight waist in the wheelchair, she secretly admired it.

Although Ling Muyang has a disability, he still pays so much attention to his image.

Even though she only met him twice, Lan Dailin could clearly detect the strong aura of a superior person emanating from Ling Muyang.

She saw the shadow of Ling Yuantu on Ling Muyang.

Time passed by, and it was already ten o'clock in the blink of an eye, but there were still only Ling Muyang, Lao Ma, Lan Dailin, and one of Ling Muyang's bodyguards in the meeting room. At this time, none of the directors who should have filled the meeting room showed up. .

Lan waited for Lin's brows to frown slightly, how come all the directors of the Ling Group haven't arrived yet?Could it be that they were delayed by something collective?
Even so, at least she should make a phone call to inform her, but why didn't she get any notice from anyone?

Lan waited for Lin to take a sneak look at Ling Muyang, and found that he lowered his eyes slightly at this moment, his face was calm, and he seemed to be completely indifferent to the things that the directors did not show up.

Lan couldn't help being more surprised by Lin. Just when she was a little confused, the door of the meeting room was slowly pushed open, and Ling Shaowei's cold figure appeared at the door!
At the moment when Lan Dailin looked at Ling Shao, Ling Shao's mouth suddenly showed a vague smile, he glanced lazily at Lan Dailin, then walked in with big strides, and went straight to Ling Muyang... …

(End of this chapter)