Staying at my best friend's house, she was spotted by her gangster uncle

Ling Wanru was a little dazed and didn't think it was real.

Jay looked at her and pursed his lips:

"I like you, it's true."

Ling Wanru still didn't respond, not because she didn't hear clearly but because she didn't know how to respond.

When did your love for this thing begin and when did it end?

Her eyelashes fluttered, and she slowly looked away. Jay walked forward, turned her shoulders, and tried to look into her eyes:

"Did you hear me? I said I like you."

Ling Wanru's body was a little stiff, and it had been like that since just now.

"answer me."

Ling Wanru raised her head and met his eyes. At that moment, she couldn't refuse.

If we say love, then she should be the one who falls in love first.

Otherwise, why would she try her best to keep the child? This child is the best way to love him.

Ling Wanru did not get entangled with him because of the child, because love is a kind of fulfillment.

She loved him, it had nothing to do with him.

"I see."

It's driving people crazy when things don't hurt. No response is the best response.

Jay felt disappointed when he heard this answer.

But he quickly cheered up, held Ling Wanru's shoulders tightly with both hands, and his eyes became more passionate and determined.

"I have seen everything you have done for our children, and it hurts my heart.

I love you, not only because you gave me this child, but also because I want to give you a home, our home. "

She took his affectionate words seriously and didn't care about the word "like" anymore.

Many marriages are not based on love, but the couple always use different ways to stay with each other.

"Thank you, thank you for giving Xiaochen a home."

She didn't understand yet that it was actually her that he wanted.

"What about us? Don't you like me anymore?"

She had admitted in person that she liked him before, so how could she not mention it now?

Ling Wanru is not a love-brained person:

"like."

Jay showed a long-lost smile, and he knew that she hadn't changed.

Ling Wanru continued:

"How long can your love last? It's just a whim. I'm not outstanding, nor am I your type. You've admitted this yourself."

He did say that back then, but it was just because he was angry. He hated his mother's arrangement and took his anger out on her.

"I want a wife, not an assistant. I don't need you to be outstanding. I just want you."

Ling Wanru listened to these affectionate words, her lips trembled slightly and tears gradually welled up in her eyes.

Her defenses gradually crumbled, and she finally said slowly, "Okay."

it is good?

Jay reached out and lifted her chin, her crystal clear lips were tempting.

The kiss just now was performed for everyone to see, but this kiss belongs to them.

The moment I got close to her, the whole world stopped.

The sky was as bright as ever, the wind had stopped, and it seemed that I could only hear my own heartbeat, and a little impulse.

He has never liked anyone, and those who try to please him and stay by his side all come with a price.

Ling Wanru could have asked for it from him, at least to get the answer she wanted.

However, when he didn't respond, she chose to leave quietly.

Jay looked for her downstairs of her old home, but he didn't have the courage every time.

He knew he was a jerk and shouldn't have gotten close, and without knowing it, he chose to leave.

Leaving might be a kind of fulfillment for her. At that time, he really didn't want to give anyone a home.

To him, home is a prison that never sees the light of day.

How could he not be moved when he saw Ling Wanru again and learned about everything she had done for him?

It was so wonderful to kiss her lips.

"Dad, mom."

Xiaochen suddenly rushed in, which was a bit inappropriate. Liu Sangning grabbed him and covered his eyes.

How could such a beautiful moment be suddenly interrupted?

Liu Sanning had a smile on his face:

"I told you that mom and dad are busy, so grandma will take you out to play."

She picked up Xiaochen, hurried out and closed the door, and winked at her son before leaving.

this…….

Ling Wanru felt a little embarrassed and hid away shyly.

Jay's helpless expression signaled his mother to leave quickly, and Liu Sangning smiled and closed the door.

Ling Wanru turned around and wanted to change into her dress:

"You go out first, I'll change my clothes."

A beautiful couture piece, perfectly cut to show off her alluring curves.

Jay's eyes were full of regrets, and he touched his lips:

"Okay, I'll wait for you outside the door."

He had to go because there was a long time to come and there was no rush.

Only after watching him walk out the door did Ling Wanru breathe a sigh of relief. Just now her heart felt like it was about to jump out.

My face was burning hot and the corners of my mouth unconsciously turned up. So this is what it feels like to marry someone you love.

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Lu Zeyu took Leng Ci upstairs and came to his room.

He opened the door and Lu Zeyu followed him in. She thought it would be luxurious, after all, this was the home of the richest man Charles.

The room was very big, much bigger than her room.

Lu Zeyu had seen the world, but the moment he walked into the room, he was still shocked in some way.

The floor was paved with expensive marble tiles that were mirror-proof, and on top were several carpets made of rare animal fur that were extremely soft to the touch.

In the center of the room stood a huge bed, its bedposts intricately carved and inlaid with brilliant gemstones, and its headboard had intricate and ornate patterns.

Opposite the bed is a huge floor-to-ceiling window. The curtains are made of top-quality silk. When you gently pull them open, you can see the magnificent garden view outside.

On one wall hang several priceless paintings, and the bookshelf next to it is also made of mahogany and is filled with various rare ancient books.

There is also a small bar in the corner, filled with famous wines from all over the world, and the crystal wine glasses reflect charming brilliance under the lights.

This style is indeed more European, which is completely different from the warmth of her room.

Lu Zeyu's room is more comfortable, and it lacks a bit of warmth.

Of course, Leng Ci doesn't live here, but this room belongs to him forever.

On the other side there is a spacious cloakroom filled with all kinds of high-end suits, ties, leather shoes and other accessories, as if you have walked into an exhibition hall of luxury goods.

"Have you always lived here?"

Leng Ci raised his eyelids and looked at her curious profile, and said lovingly:

"I lived here before I was with you, and then I moved out so that it would be more convenient to see you."

She remembered his villa and had never been here.

Lu Zeyu couldn't help but gasp: "This is even more luxurious than the imperial palace."

Leng Ci smiled faintly: "Do you like it?"

Lu Zeyu raised his head and said deliberately:

"I don't like it. It looks like a capitalist's room."

capitalist?

Leng Ci can indeed become a capitalist now, but he doesn't like this title.

He put his arm around her waist and whispered to her side:

"If I were a capitalist, you would be the wife of a capitalist."

He can't be serious for more than three seconds, and then he starts to talk dirty.

"Then what are you?"

Leng Ci smiled and picked her up:

"Your husband~."