Billionaire Love Marriage: Goodnight, My Wife Lord

"Husband? What is a husband? Can he eat or drink? "

Ji Luoqing burped again and closed his eyes sleepily.

There was a moment of silence on the phone, and then I heard an Jingchuan shouting, "Larson. Go and find out the exact location of her phone! "

"Yes." Larson answered immediately.

Ji Luoqing listened to him coming to find himself. His eyes opened a gap. "An Jingchuan, don't come to me. I don't want to see you now."

How could she not recognize his voice?

"Oh? I really thought you had a drink. You can't even remember who you are. " An Jingchuan raised his eyebrows and said.

Ji Luoqing listened to his words and smiled coldly. Although she was drunk, her heart was very clear.

At this moment, she suddenly realized that.

After she came back four years after she left, an Jingchuan has never been the same as he used to be.

Although, I have been gentle, painful, loved and cared for her.

However, this man, from beginning to end, is not who he was.

Now an Jingchuan is good to her, but referring to the past an Jingchuan's good to her, a replica is made.

The real one, anjingchuan, which belongs to her, hasn't come back yet.

Through the process of this treatment, she became more and more aware of this. Originally, she had been thinking whether it was unnecessary.

Now it seems that this decision is right.

"An Jingchuan, now you don't love me at all?"

Ji Luoqing took her mobile phone and looked out of the window. Although she was covered by the curtain and couldn't see anything, she seemed to see a lot.

Although an Jingchuan hates her now, it can't be denied that there are some real emotions in it.

An Jingchuan didn't expect that she would ask so directly. She was silent and said, "what's the meaning? Love or not, we all want to live together."

It's strange that even if he didn't want to see her, he never wanted to be really separated from her.

This feeling is contradictory.

"No, it makes sense." Ji Luoqing's mind is dizzy, but her heart is very clear. "We are still young. If you don't love me, i... I can let you go."

There was a slight pause in the breath over the phone.

"Jingchuan, I know you may not be normal now, but it is because of this that I understand something. I was so conceited that when I came back, you should leave everything to accept me... "

"In fact, you haven't really accepted me in your heart, have you?"

If she has no memory of another person, it seems very difficult to accept it without reservation.

Ji Luoqing didn't know if she was so pessimistic because she drank, but she felt her intuition was right.

An Jingchuan listened to her words and rubbed the center of his eyebrows, "I don't know."

"But I can't say that. If I don't accept you, what do you think I've done these days?"

Ji Luoqing took a breath and wiped away the tears that he didn't feel.

"You said that because of you in the past, you remind you to be good to me all the time, so will those just come from your instinct?"

"What I want to know is how true you are to me?"

An Jingchuan sighed and said, "is it meaningful to care about these? What's important now is that you or my wife and I or my husband. Isn't that ok?"

Ji Luoqing suddenly sat up from the bed and said with tears, "an Jingchuan, otherwise, let's separate for the time being."

"When you completely think of the past, we'll be together again. During this time, let's separate temporarily..."

As if she had made a decision, Ji Luoqing said seriously.

Although Dr. Allen said.

But people are emotional animals. They can't completely ignore themselves and their feelings.

She wants to change a way, a way that can make each other feel a little more comfortable.

Even if this process will be a little longer, it is better than torturing each other.

"Oh? Then you're not afraid. This separation will never come back to me again? " An Jingchuan deliberately asked, not believing that she had made this decision.

Ji Luoqing bit the lower lip flap, settled down, and said, "I'm afraid, but what's the fear? It's mine. It's mine after all, not mine. Even if it stays, it can't stay."

"Let's decide first!"

With that, Ji Luoqing hung up the phone.

Anjing Chuan on the other side was stunned. Unexpectedly, she was really determined to separate when she said separation. This woman's heart is really cruel.

The second half of the night.

The patter of rain began to fall so that it lasted until the next morning.

An Jingchuan, who woke up in bed, subconsciously touched the seat around him, but found it empty, cool and without temperature.

He opened his eyes and concentrated the scattered memories.

For a moment, he thought of something and sat up from the bed.

"Rayson, how was the investigation yesterday? Where's Lolo?"

An Jingchuan hurried out of the bedroom, wearing clothes and calling Larson.

Hearing Rayson's address, he drove out regardless of anything else.

But when he got to Bai Weiwei's house.

Found that Ji Luoqing had left.

Ask Bai Weiwei. She doesn't know. She thought Luo Qing had gone home.

After this Luo Qing came, what she did not say, did not first dry half bottle of Baijiu, and then went to bed, what she did not know.

The other side.

Ji Luoqing came out early and went to aunt Meifen's fashion magazine.

Because I made an appointment in advance, of course I have to be punctual.

She chose two more photos and asked aunt Meifen to help wash them. She planned to hang them at home in the future.

After that, it was earlier.

Ji Luoqing is going out to look for a house.

Xi Xi hasn't gone to school yet. With Mingxuan accompanying her, she can still have a little willful time.

Although she drank too much yesterday, she remembered what she said to an Jingchuan.

Even if she woke up, she also felt that her decision was right. Instead of repeating it again and again, she might as well save her suffering when he completely recovered.

Ji Luoqing just came out of aunt Meifen's office building, walked to the side of the road and stopped a taxi.

When the taxi stopped, she was just ready to go up.

The arm was suddenly held by someone. Before she turned around, she was held in her arms roughly.