Bestow Me a Love Like Wind

Gu Qingqing raised his head abruptly.

She looked straight at the mirror. The city of Lengs in the mirror still kept close to her back, holding her firmly. His slightly long forehead hung down slightly, covering all the expressions on his face, but his arms were tightly closed.

For three years, every day of the three years, every moment, every minute, every second, she was expecting Lengscheng to say such things!

She looked forward to it for too long, was disappointed for too long, and even more—desperate for too long!

Even after a long time, she didn't know whether she should believe what he said!

The windows were not closed tightly, a gust of wind blew by, and the leaves of the parasol trees rustled. She stared out the window blankly, at the parasol tree swaying in the breeze.

In ancient times, the phoenix tree symbolizes love, but also symbolizes the lonely feelings and the hardship of parting.

Just like her mood at this time-the rain and wind were violent last night, and she couldn't sleep with the rest of the wine.

She actually knew that even if Leng Sicheng really divorced her, she might not be with Xu Zipei. He had a big feud with the Xu family, the Xu family's betrayal of the righteousness, Xu Zipei left him to go abroad in his most difficult time for betrayal, even if he loves again, he will not let go!

Moreover, Xu Zipei's career is now on the rise. Judging from her current development, she should not agree to be like herself, willing to abandon all work and stay at home and teach her husband and children.

But even if you can't get married, it won't interfere, he loves her!

What Lengs City needs is a wife who has no self and obeys his words, and has no objection to his private life and work. It needs a good wife and a good mother who has no entrepreneurial spirit and a husband and a son.

Xu Zipei doesn't have all of this.

He chose himself, maybe because of her father, who died unexpectedly in his hands, maybe because of the volition of leaving him in revenge for Xu Zipei, and even the consequences that she has been silently enduring over the years.

But, is all of this what she wants?

There is no emotion, only a rational and cold choice. Maybe he will "open grace" to conceive an heir with her at an appropriate time and inherit the Leng family, and she will always enjoy the honor of Mrs. Leng.

But why, she is not happy at all, she only feels sad, sigh, and even more pathetic!

"Qingqing..." Leng Sicheng raised his head and looked at Gu Qingqing in the mirror. He turned to look at the sycamore tree outside the window. When the wind blew, the sycamore rustled, as if telling something.

He has been autistic since he was a child. When he was a child, his mother only taught him hatred and the abominations of this world. He is unwilling to contact outsiders, and would rather be immersed in illusory procedures and networks-at least these, will not betray him.

When he grows up, he still doesn't know how to better contact this society. For him, this world is always separated by an invisible wall. He sees too many people approach him for money, for the power of the Leng Group, for various purposes, to please him, to plot against him, and even to frame him.

There is only one Gu Qingqing who sincerely approaches not for his money, nor for his rights, let alone for his sake-he is deeply infatuated.

"As long as you don't let go first, you will be the only wife in my life."

Maybe he really doesn't know how to express it. The only thing he knows is that his only wife in this life will only be Gu Qingqing!