The faint moonlight fell, and the flower vines on the bench seemed to be wafting wisps of fragrance.

Jian Qing sat down, a layer of melancholy exuded all over her body.

very quiet.

Li Yaochuan glanced at her, unbuttoned his suit jacket, put it on her body, and sat beside her.

Jian Qing was taken aback by the sudden warmth.

She tilted her head and smiled slightly, then closed the coat on her body, and said in a low voice that was reminiscent: "My father often took me to my grandpa's house, and my grandpa loved me very much at that time. My aunt and uncle would also give me presents, bring I'm going to play, although my cousin has a bit of a spoiled temper, she doesn't turn against me like she is now."

"My dad always said that everything is prosperous when family is in harmony, so while he is taking care of the business of Huamao, he has to spare time to help grandpa's company, and sometimes he will use his own money to subsidize it. But my dad is gone, it's like something It's all gone."

She sighed softly, with a faint wry smile on her lips.

Li Yaochuan frowned slightly, and suddenly took her head and pulled her up.

She looked at him suspiciously: "what's the matter?"

"go to eat."

After speaking, Li Yaochuan didn't wait for her to respond, and pulled her away from the banquet early.

The car drove all the way and finally stopped in front of a prestigious hotel in the city center.

The hotel was brightly lit, and Li Yaochuan didn't like the crowds, so he opened a private room.

Jian Qing looked at the table full of dishes, and was a little surprised: "Is this too much?"

"No, as long as you like it."

Most of these dishes were made by Jian's mother for Jian Qing last time.

She should feel better after eating.

Li Yaochuan took a look at her, then took the initiative to pick fishbone for her and put it in her bowl.

Jian Qing was a little dazed, but also a little flattered. She was stunned for two seconds, and then an idea suddenly popped up in her heart.

Li Yaochuan didn't want to comfort himself, did he?
Thinking of this, Jian Qing picked up the chopsticks and tasted the fish in the bowl. The taste was delicious and smooth, and she really felt better.

"You eat too."

She also picked up a piece of meat for Li Yaochuan, and she smiled lightly, matching the dimples, making her look very pretty.

Li Yaochuan curled his lips slightly, and asked her, "Do you drink?"

It's rare for two people to have the opportunity to get along alone, so Jian Qing naturally won't disappoint.

The two clinked glasses, and the atmosphere gradually became sweet.

Although it was Jian Qing who found the topic, even Li Yaochuan would reply to her, and occasionally reached out to help her brush her hair behind her ears.

The act of peeling the shrimp was clumsy, but graceful nonetheless.

Jian Qing leaned over to bite the shrimp between his fingers, but accidentally bit his fingertips.

The heat spreads.

Jian Qing's face was slightly drunk, she raised her head and stared at him with a straight smile, her eyes were hazy.

Only then did Li Yaochuan realize that she had already finished half of the glass of wine.

This red wine is slightly sweet in the mouth, but its alcohol content is not low, ordinary people just taste it lightly, but she drank so much in a while.

It's strange if you're not drunk.

Li Yaochuan took off his gloves, wiped his hands, and said helplessly, "You're drunk."

Jian Qing suddenly rushed over, wrapping her hands around her neck.

Li Yaochuan took advantage of the situation to hold her waist.

The two looked at each other, and Jian Qing stared at him with an undisguised strong love in her eyes.

"Yaochuan, I like you so much."

She exhaled lightly, and her warm breath sprayed on his face.

Li Yaochuan breathed slightly unsteady, looked at her: "How much do you like it?"

"I really, really like it."

Jian Qing's eyes suddenly became darker and burning. She kissed him and said, "It's not because of the child, but because I like you. I like everything about you."

Li Yaochuan's heart stopped beating.

"What about you? Do you like me? It's not because of the child's liking."

Li Yaochuan pursed his lips and did not answer, but his scorching eyes had already leaked his answer.

Jian Qing didn't hear it, and suddenly became bold with the drunkenness, angrily threatened: "If you don't tell me, I will let you sleep on the floor and kneel on the keyboard from now on!"

Li Yaochuan stared at her delicate face, his eyes darkened and his voice was hoarse: "Are you full?"

Jian Qing hummed half drunk and half awake.

"Then it's time to sleep."

After speaking, Li Yaochuan directly picked her up and opened a room upstairs.

Those unspoken loves are all in his tireless kisses and demands.

New Year's Eve is approaching.

The huge villa was very empty, Cheng Hong came to the living room with a cup of freshly brewed tea.

Li Sheng had just finished his official duties and closed his eyes to rest. Cheng Hong put the tea on his table and rubbed his shoulders for him.

"Husband, did you listen to what I said before? It's the Chinese New Year soon, and whoever's family is not happy, so you are willing to let a child as old as Jing Xing spend the New Year outside alone?"

Li Sheng said in a low voice, "They're all adults, are they still children?"

When Cheng Hong heard this, he stopped, and his tone was a little angry: "What are you talking about? No matter how old Jing Xing is, in my eyes, he is just a child. If you dare to believe that this meat didn't fall from your body, you don't care at all. Distressed, right?"

As she said that, she wiped away her tears: "Jing Xing is so young, and you left him abroad alone. If you had known that you didn't treat him as your own son at all, I wouldn't have been born at that time and let him suffer. This crime! It’s fine if you don’t pay attention to it every day. It’s the Chinese New Year, and you won’t let him come back. What do you make the child think? If he has some psychological trauma, will you take responsibility for it?”

Cheng Hong pestered him softly to let his son come back, crying and begging for mercy, no matter how cruel Li Sheng was, he couldn't help hesitating.

Seeing that he didn't yell at him like last time, Cheng Hong immediately provoked him with the fact that Li Yaochuan's family went to Linshi.

"If you say that Yao Chuan is at home with you, our house is considered lively, but Yao Chuan went to his uncle's house for the New Year, so is our house going to be deserted?"

Every sentence in the words reveals that Li Yaochuan no longer has you as a father in his eyes. Do you still have to stick to this son?

Especially with the sensitive identity of uncle, Li Sheng couldn't help but think of what happened back then, and his face suddenly collapsed.

"What are you talking about, this rebellious son? He can go wherever he likes! The Li family will be the same without him!"

The old lady who just came down the stairs heard their conversation, and immediately put on a straight face, and said angrily: "What do you mean it's the same without him? Listen to your bastard, are you still speaking as a father?"

Li Sheng immediately sat up: "Mom..."

"Don't call me mom, I don't have such a heartless son like you! I agreed to Yao Chuan's going to his uncle's house. Could it be that you want to say that the Li family is the same without my old lady?"

"Mom, I didn't mean that..."

The old lady sneered: "If it wasn't for you, why would Yaochuan's mother suffer from depression and commit suicide early? How could this child have not been in touch with his uncle for so many years? It's fine if you don't feel guilty at all, for what? A woman with a trick up her sleeve actually slanders her own son, I think you have spent most of your life on dogs!"

When Li Sheng heard about the woman's suicide, he seemed to think of something extremely disgusting, his face was downcast just now, and he suddenly jumped into a rage.

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