"Ximo, you are very lucky. You have a smooth youth and have everything you want. Zhao Hanchen has been dealing with all the embarrassing things in the Zhao family. You have nothing missing. I used to envy you, but later

I am even more envious that Wan Ting has fallen in love with you, but other than that, I am not prepared to do anything else."

The smoke at Zhao Ximo's fingertips was almost burning to the end, and the ash fell with the wind and snow, spreading through the white snow, leaving traces of ashes.

Zhao Ximo looked at Wei Tingyao without saying a word.

"But what did you do? You treated her as an object and put it on your display. You called her protection, but in fact you were greedy. You wanted everything." Wei Tingyao's words were sharp: "Ximo,

I am different from you, I can only want Wan Ting, but I can want nothing but her."

"Wei Tingyao!" Zhao Ximo was furious after all and looked at him angrily: "You don't need to say these high-sounding words! If you tell me these things, can you offset everything you have done? I treat you as a brother! I

I never thought that you would compete with me for women!"

"I have never argued," Wei Tingyao looked at Zhao Ximo calmly and said word by word, "Wanting took the initiative to ask to marry me. I can't refuse, and I don't want to refuse at all."

What he responded to was a heavy punch from the corner of his lips.

Wei Tingyao did not hide and received the punch almost impartially.

The next moment, Zhao Ximo pinched his collar and said through gritted teeth: "Yuanyuan is my child. If Sangsang wants to marry you, you can, but Yuanyuan must be given to me!"

"I respect Wan Ting's opinion. If she wants it, I won't give it to you." Wei Tingyao's voice was calm, without the embarrassment at all: "Ximo, that is Wan Ting's ten-month pregnancy.

, she has the right to decide the ownership of the child more than anyone else."

The two were about to fight.

Cullinan stopped in front of the two of them in the snowy night. Zhou Jingwei's face still showed the tiredness of just getting off the plane.

His eyes fell on the two people who were at war with each other, and he said calmly: "What? It's the Chinese New Year, don't you think it's not lively enough?"

Zhao Ximo let go of his hand angrily, but looked at Wei Tingyao with a look that showed deep hatred.

Wei Tingyao smiled at Zhou Jingwei as if nothing had happened and said, "Have you seen the moon?"

Zhou Jingwei said "hmm".

"Is she still used to being alone abroad?" Wei Tingyao asked with concern.

"She's fine. Let me wish you a Happy New Year." Zhou Jingwei paused, his eyes fell on the blood stains on the corners of Wei Tingyao's lips, and said, "You and I can come in and treat the wound."

Wei Tingyao subconsciously looked at Zhao Ximo, who lowered his eyes and clenched his hands tightly into fists under the sleeves of his suit.

Zhao Ximo gritted his teeth and said, "I still have something to do, so I'll leave first."

"I heard that your engagement party with the Zhang family has been canceled again, right?" Zhou Jingwei asked.

Zhao Ximo shook his figure for a moment and said yes.

"This is already the second time. Next time you want to get engaged, you still have to think carefully." Zhou Jingwei had something to say: "Ximo, no one can bear this kind of repetition."

The day after the news of the engagement between Miss Zhang and Zhao Ximo came out, Wei Tingyao announced his marriage to Sang Wanting.

Zhou Jingwei was not involved, and by then he could have guessed the twists and turns involved.

After all, how could Sang Wanting accept such an arrangement?

It was Zhao Ximo who was too conceited and thought that Sang Wanting would stay by his side if he had a child.

But who stipulates that women must compromise for the sake of their children for the rest of their lives?

If the mother is unhappy, how can the child be happy?

It is not a bad thing for Sang Wanting to marry Wei Tingyao.

Not everyone is so lucky to meet one person in their lifetime.

And the successor may be the destined one.

Zhao Ximo's face was blue and red, and he looked at Zhou Jingwei with a somewhat aggrieved look.

After all, he didn't say anything and turned around to leave.

In the wind and snow, his back looked particularly desolate.

Wei Tingyao frowned and looked at it with gloomy emotions in his eyes...

Qin He had just received a New Year's message from Zhao Hanchen. The two men, who were not interested in drinking, used the New Year's greetings to talk about their recent cooperation.

Qin He likes to talk to smart people, and Zhao Hanchen is the smartest person.

After he hung up the phone, he was in a good mood.

Meng Tingxu recently went to study drama acting. Even at the end of the year, she still had a lot of homework.

Qin He wanted to sneak into the study and scare Meng Tingxu.

She thought about Meng Tingxu's expression when he saw her. It might be resentful, it might be a little angry and helpless, but it was definitely not filled with tears.

Qin He rarely saw Meng Tingxu crying. Every time he saw her, it made him feel indescribably panicked.

His peach blossom eyes lacked the usual smile. He looked at the girl huddled in the corner, approached her cautiously, and squatted down in front of her.

"Xuxu..." Qin He said in a gentle voice: "Why are you crying? Did you encounter something unhappy?"

Meng Tingxu's eyelashes were wet with tears, and clusters stuck to her face, showing an overly soft and pitiful expression.

And what she said successfully made Qin He's expression change. She said: "Qin He, you lied to me..."

All Qin He's gentle features solidified at this moment.

He pursed his lips until they turned white, trying to make himself smile, but it was all in vain, and his expression was cold and hard: "What did I lie to you about?"

Meng Tingxu's voice was very soft as she said, "I went to the Civil Affairs Bureau today."

The three words 'Civil Affairs Bureau' successfully penetrated into Qin He's mind, bringing unspeakable pain and anger.

He suppressed his displeasure and asked her: "Why are you going to the Civil Affairs Bureau? To check if I lied to you, and to check if we are married, right?"

The last few words are as light as fog.

Meng Tingxu's voice was trembling as she said, "Qin He, you are really scary."

You are really terrible. You told a lie for two years and never thought of telling me the truth.

Meng Tingxu didn't say this out loud, but Qin He had already guessed it.

He smiled indifferently, but his eyes were gloomy: "What? You think I'm scary now? Do you?"

Meng Tingxu said nothing.

"That's just a marriage certificate! You were supposed to be my wife!" Qin He quietly moved closer to Meng Tingxu. He put his hands on the ground and leaned forward slightly. The distance between the two was so close.

Extreme: "Xuxu, you were ill and in a coma at that time, so I didn't have time to take you to get the certificate."

"I don't believe it..." Meng Tingxu gritted her teeth and said word by word: "I don't believe it! Qin He, you are lying to me! I am not your wife at all!"

"You are!" Qin He's voice was colder than Meng Tingxu had ever heard before.

His eyes were scarlet, and the ends of his eyes seemed to be stained with blood. They were so ghostly and terrifying, yet he was still smiling, completely unaware of how terrifying his smile was.

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