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Chapter 846 Are You My Patriarch (33)

Chapter 846 Are You My Patriarch (33)

Looking at the teardrops on the young man's face, Han Jin's eyes shattered for a moment, she suppressed her heartache and looked serious, but the tone of the last sentence lacked any confidence.

In front of Luan Yunjue, Han Jin was doomed to lose.

Luan Yunjue pouted her small mouth, her eyelashes were wet with tears, the tip of her nose was red, her face was covered with tears, but she didn't say a word.

Han Jin endured it, but still raised his hand towards his face, his tone was cold, hiding helplessness: "Speak."

Luan Yunjue sniffed, and raised her hand to pat her outstretched hand.

"Snapped--"

Han Jin looked down at his slightly red back of the hand, and sneered that he was able to bear it.

Before she could speak, Luan Yunjue looked at her with teary eyes, aggrieved: "You're killing me."

Han Jin: ...

She opened her mouth and choked out a sentence: "I...you did something wrong, shouldn't I be fierce to you?"

Stuttering what?
The boy's tears fell even harder, his voice was hoarse from crying, and he said intermittently: "You...you are so fierce...me!"

He raised his hand to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes, turned around to show Han Jin only a back view, sobbing a bit sobbing.

"I'm not... I'm afraid you'll find me annoying, so I don't bother you... You, you still hate me." The more Luan Yunjue said, the more wronged she became, and the more she cried, the more vigorously she cried: "What if you don't want me anymore? You don't... ...He said he would always protect me, if, if you don't protect me, what should I do?!"

Luan Yunjue was sobbing and choking, her shoulders trembled, her fair face was full of tears.

He is not really afraid of anything, he is afraid of a lot, afraid of the dark, afraid of ghosts, afraid of the cold, he is afraid of everything.

So far, it's all about getting used to it.

But before that day came, he knew that he couldn't get used to the sudden absence of her in his life.

If he doesn't work hard to be strong, try to be stronger, what will he do when the day comes?
Relying on one person wholeheartedly and betting on one's life is not so easy to do.

Han Jin looked at the young man's slender shoulders, her heart ached, and her eyes flashed with bewilderment. After a long time, she sighed helplessly, and leaned over to hug the young man from behind.

"Don't cry." Han Jin wrapped his slender arms around his shoulders: "Don't be afraid, I will protect you."

"You, no, you told me, you didn't say you would protect me." Luan Yunjue sniffed, tears still overflowing from his eyes unconsciously.

It's like the tears I swallowed back in my stomach before, and I have to shed them all at once when I find a chance.

"I will protect you and will always protect you."

Han Jin rested his chin on the young man's shoulder, only heard his suppressed crying, and sighed helplessly: "Other children know to find their parents when they are wronged, why don't you know?...Still hiding it."

Luan Yunjue paused, crying hoarsely: "Then, are you my parent?"

Han Jin was silent, and rubbed his neck: "If you want, you can."

Luan Yunjue cried and trembled: "I'm afraid you'll dislike me. I don't know anything. The Patriarch said you value me, but I'm not as good as Yun Shu. I don't know what you value about me."

Luan Yunshu often said: Yun Jue, you look more like the young master of a noble family than anyone else.

No, low self-esteem seems to be innate, Luan Yunjue is more self-aware than anyone else, he is just an adopted son, an adopted son who has nothing.

But one day, he suddenly had everything.

It is easy to go from frugal to extravagant, but difficult to go from extravagant to frugal. There is a certain reason for this.

"You still cook for me." Luan Yunjue pursed her mouth, and was about to cry again: "Will you still cook for me in the future?"

Han Jin: ...

"Do."

(End of this chapter)

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