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Chapter 20

杨制

Chen Fan, a man with a beautiful appearance but a stubborn personality, has always been a passing existence in my mind. I married him to repay my kindness.It is my responsibility to take care of him. Our role has always been the relationship between residents and residents.

It never occurred to him that the image of Chen Fan would become alive from that day onwards.It's like a person has stepped out of the black and white picture scroll, with a fresh life and a fresh heartbeat.

From then on, my line of sight began to slowly freeze on that Chen Fan with a changeable personality. Maybe he is not Chen Fan, but he is Chen Fan.

He returned Bai Qi's plant like a proud peacock.

He pulled us out of Yang Cuicui's crying with his arrogant tone.

He analyzed the various aspects of opening a restaurant with a calm mind.

He cried out his frustration in a sad tone.

I said, "Let's get married." He smiled and said, "Okay."

I still can't forget that joyful mood and that lively face.

Jin Wenchang!I hate him, I hate him for taking Xiaofan away from my side.

In fact, I was also jealous of him, jealous of them going to hell together.

I really want to find Xiaofan, but I still have Yang Xi, and I don't want to walk behind them and watch their backs getting farther and farther away from me.I want to live so long that Xiaofan and Jin Wenchang drank Meng Po soup and crossed the Naihe Bridge.In this way, Jin Wenchang will forget about Xiaofan, and I will grab Xiaofan to my side.

Jin Wenchang

Since I was a child, I have had my father's strict education and strict learning etiquette.I am bound by the rules and regulations of etiquette.I always thought that I would marry a well-matched younger brother, get married and have children, and expand the family business.

I never knew that my little brother would be so sharp. I didn't stay in the town for a long time, but in this short time, I met a person I will never forget.

The first time I saw it - my heart beat.

The time when he delivers the medicine is regular.Every time when he delivered the medicine, I would pretend to enter the medicine hall inadvertently.I want to get acquainted with it slowly.I know he has a husband.But the voice in my heart told me not to give up.

The small restaurant he opened is very prosperous.There will always be people who don't have long-sightedness looking for trouble, and secretly handle it for him.

The relationship between him and Yang Zhi is getting better and better, but I am getting more and more irritable.

I finally couldn't help but want to invite Chen Fan to come to me to study with the master, but because of Yang Zhi's disagreement, I gave up.at that time.My heart is jealous, and my jealous heart seems to be burning.

From then on, I no longer hinder others from finding faults, and I also have my own handwriting.I just want him to come to me for help, so that at least I can comfort myself from the bottom of my heart that he cares about me.

I also thought about leaving him with nothing.Let him take the initiative to come to me.However, I don't want to see even a trace of disappointment and hatred in his eyes.

I think I should stay away from this place.I want to forget him.

But reality gave me a slap in the face.They are getting married again.The only thought on my mind is destruction.I used the method of treating Yang Cuicui to let Yang Lin lure Chen Fan out.

I want him to understand what I mean.

I want to know my place in his heart.

I never knew that I would be so crazy about a person.Originally, I didn't want to give him that cup, after eating the last meal.I let him go.

I said, "Come and eat the last meal with me. After I finish eating, I will go to the capital. Try to let go of you. In a place far away from you, find a virtuous little brother and live a safe life." I just want you come with me.To have a meal with you is a luxury for me.

I said, "It's a beautiful place, let's make a home here." I meant it.Let's make our home here.

I said: "Yes." This is the medicine I prescribed.

I always lie to myself, I can't let you go.

I thought I loved you.

But I know I like you, I don't love you.

Because liking is possession and love is letting go.

I just want to possess you, albeit in another way.

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