Reincarnation: I Married My Ex's Brother

Panda Novel

Qiao Jiusheng said, "He's right."

Dai Chukong asked Qiao Jiusheng, "Do you also think I shouldn't love him?"

"Love is something that can't be controlled." Qiao Jiusheng did not deny Dai Chukong's love for Qi Bufan. She said, "Although true love is invincible, love is actually bounded."

"If your foster father was a man with weak principles, you wouldn't have had to work so hard. But Bufan isn't. Bufan is a stubborn person. Look, Yusheng helped him back then. All these years, no matter what kind of difficulties Yusheng experienced, he never betrayed him or abandoned him. This is enough to show that he's a grateful person."

"Your father died in order to save him. You're the orphan left behind by Boss Dai. Since Bufan brought you to his side, he naturally had to teach you well and make you an outstanding adult. However, you fell in love with him."

"To Bufan, age and status are not a problem. The problem is that in his heart, you are not a woman, but a daughter. It's impossible for him to fall for an upright and moral person like Bufan."

"Chukong, he's right. The world is big. How can you guarantee that you won't fall in love with anyone else?"

Qiao Jiusheng was an outsider. All these years, she had seen clearly what had happened between Qi Bufan and Dai Chukong as an outsider. To be honest, after knowing Qi Bufan's plan, Qiao Jiusheng agreed.

Dai Chukong remained silent for a long time after hearing her words.

"But my heart hurts now. What should I do?" If only I could have a pill that could make me lose all my senses.

Qiao Jiusheng thought of her previous life.

At that time, when she saw Qiao Jiuyin and Fang Mu loving each other, her heart ached. However, in her second life, she still met another man who was deeply in love with her.

She sighed. "Just bear with the pain. When you meet a better person many years later, you'll be glad that you're so strong now." As an elder, she reached out with her palm and patted Dai Chukong's head. "Chukong, forgive yourself and let him go."

Dai Chukong could not help but cry loudly on Qiao Jiusheng's knee.

…

The next day, Dai Chukong returned to school.

Qi Bufan stayed at the Fang residence for two to three days before he regained his composure. When he realized that Fang Zicheng was quite talented in shooting, it was as if he had discovered a treasure.

Qi Bufan decided to be Fang Zicheng's personal coach and teach him everything he knew.

With two children by his side, Qi Bufan gradually opened his heart. About a month later, Dai Chukong came to the Fang family again.

This time, she brought news. She said, "My internship is over. I plan to sign a contract with the television station. If I perform well enough, I will have a chance to be a host in the future."

Dai Chukong did not intend to be a stranger to Qi Bufan. She looked at Qi Bufan and called him father before saying, "I might be sent to the local station to work. About three years."

There were still a few county cities below Binjiang City. She should be working at the county city's television station for a few years. If she performed well, she would have a chance of being transferred to Binjiang City's television station.

Three years was enough for her to forget this relationship.

Qi Bufan smiled and nodded. "Not bad, work hard."

"Yes."

…

Dai Chukong seemed to have disappeared from Qi Bufan's world. If he had not been able to receive Dai Chukong's calls and messages during the New Year, Qi Bufan would have thought that this person had disappeared from the world.

It only took an hour or two to get from the county to the city by car, but in those three years, Dai Chukong had never returned.

As for Qi Bufan, he gradually accepted reality from his initial disappointment. He was the one who had decided to let her go. He had to learn to tolerate it. The child had grown up. Their world should be a vast and boundless sky.

…

In the shooting range, Lang Zhan's rough voice sounded. "Six 10-point rings! Four 9-point rings!"

Qi Bufan raised his eyebrows and patted Fang Zicheng's head. "Not bad, not bad at all."

Fang Zicheng put down the gun in his hand and pursed his lips. The expression on his exquisite face was very serious. "My goal is to get ten points." After saying that, he rubbed his aching arm.

The gun he used was designed by Fang Yusheng. The recoil of the pistol was much smaller than that of an adult, but it was still a little too strong for Fang Zicheng. Seeing him rub his arm, Lang Zhan said, "Come here, I'll rub it for you."

"Thank you."

Lang Zhan was very good at massaging. After being massaged by him for more than ten minutes, Fang Zicheng felt much better. "Are you going back for dinner? Or are you coming to the canteen with us to eat?" Everyone liked Fang Zicheng a lot. When Fang Zicheng ate, he sat upright and was never picky when it came to food. This group of retired men liked to tease him.

The canteen with Fang Zicheng was much livelier.

Fang Zicheng shook his head and said, "Let's go home for dinner tonight."

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, he explained, "My Aunt Yuqing is bringing her boyfriend to our house for dinner. I want to go back."

"Then I'll take you!"

Qi Bufan sent Fang Zicheng home.

When Fang Zicheng reached home, Fang Yuqing was already there. From afar, Fang Zicheng saw Fang Yuqing standing by the artificial lake with a tall man, making ripples on the lake.

Two stupid swans were guarding in front of them, fighting to snatch the steamed bun pieces.

Fang Zikai drove a mini Porsche toy car and played around the cement road of the man-made lake. When he saw Fang Zicheng, Fang Zikai quickly waved at him. "The cool guy opposite, stand still!"

Fang Zicheng's lips twitched.

This fool!

Fang Zikai had lost some weight and grown taller in the past two months. His stomach was not as big anymore, and his butt was still round. The car stopped in front of Fang Zicheng, and Fang Zikai whistled at him.

"Brother, where are you going?"

Fang Zicheng sat on the passenger seat and remained silent with a cold face. Fang Zikai was not afraid of him. He leaned his head on Fang Zicheng's shoulder and said coquettishly, "Oh my.Cool brother, smile. You're so good-looking. Why are you always wearing a straight face?"

Fang Zicheng inexplicably felt that these words were a little familiar.

He glanced at Fang Zikai and asked, "Do you want to open a brothel?" On television, there were always aunties from the brothel standing at the door to attract business. Fang Zikai looked like an old maid from the brothel.

Fang Zikai had watched many television dramas, so he naturally knew about the Yi Hong Courtyard. He did not know what the Yi Hong Courtyard did, but every time someone entered the Yi Hong Courtyard, they would quarrel with their wife when they got home.

Yi Hong Courtyard was not a good place.