Campus sweet love: girl, come into my arms!

Chapter 489

Similarly, the husband I recognized was not as honest and elegant as I saw.

Beneath the gentle surface is a wolfish ambition, but it is so timid, it is simply commonly known as the word "stinky rat under the gutter", and it can't be seen.

But what can be done?

It was my choice to marry into the Lan family. It's a pity that I didn't leave a way out for myself, but fortunately, my first child gave birth to a son, and I have gained a firm foothold in the Lan family.

After more than ten years of marriage, she either went back to her natal family to vent her anger, or fought wits and courage with the women of the Lan family, and used her scheming skills.

After that, I can't remember clearly, because...

God seemed to punish me for my sins. At the age of 45, I got blood cancer.

Knowing that the end is approaching, I don't know whether it is because of my conscience or because I feel that life is really boring. When the Qi family came to visit me, I told my secrets for many years.

I am not the real daughter of the Qi family, nor Qi Sheng's biological daughter, but my mother had an accident the night she designed Qi Sheng. I am Qi Sheng's seed.

The members of the Qi family were very angry, saddened and remorseful when they heard this.

Qi Heyan also said bluntly, no wonder they treat me with all their heart and I am still so wolf-hearted.

I was lying on the cold hospital bed, and the pain tormented my nerves. Sometimes I thought in a delirium, if I hadn’t committed the cruel act of jealousy when I was a child, I wouldn’t be punished by God now, right?
Unfortunately, there is no regret medicine in the world, and life cannot be repeated.

On an early autumn morning, in the dimness, I seemed to see the gentle lady in my childhood stretching out her hand to me with a smile. Smiling happily, he walked towards the place emitting golden light.

"Drip drip-"

The electrocardiogram turned sharply down, fluctuated violently, and finally calmed down.

In the early autumn of this year, a woman named Qi Wenpei died of leukemia.

The funeral was very simple, the deceased was already dead, and the Qi family just sighed slightly. The real Qi family daughter has not been found yet, so efforts are still needed.

……

"Little baby, my brothers and I are here to visit, where is your mother?"

When Luo Zichu picked up the baby, he mua~, and held it high.

"Uncle Luo is late, Papa took Mama to a date."

The little baby was not afraid of strangers, so he put his arms around his neck and said directly, anyway, he had seen this uncle before.

"Dating?!"

Luo Zichu gritted his teeth, at the beginning he gathered so many younger brothers, Qi Yang disappeared before he had time to do anything, which made him very distressed.

Well now, there is someone, he can still cover her.

"Yes."

The little baby nodded, looked up at him, and suddenly said, "Does Uncle Luo also want to date Ma Ma? But Papa said, this is not good. Because you are a rival in love, so Uncle Luo, you must not be a mistress ..."

Three black lines slid down Luo Zichu's forehead, and a flock of crows flew by: "..."

A child who is as small as a man!

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In the end, Qi Wenpei's episode I didn't intend to whitewash her, but based on her birth environment and what kind of person she was made under the influence of her family. Of course, genes are also indispensable.

After more than a year, I have looked forward to it, I have been disappointed, I have worked hard, I have been decadent, and even, I have been Buddhist.In the end, I still felt that I didn't pay enough attention to this emotion, and the book was not as good as I expected, after all, my writing is there.

I will continue, this is my spiritual food, I can commute to get off work every day, but I absolutely cannot do without coding and writing books, if I even give up this, I don’t know what else I can do?
To put it in a noble way, I am very Buddhist, and I don’t worry about manuscript fees if I have a fixed salary. (It may not be the case next year. The urge to get married is so intense that I don’t want to get married. It’s boring.)
To put it bluntly, I am very helpless. I have never put in too much effort in a boring life. In the final analysis, it is still my personal factors.

Not much to say, the next book is coming soon, now, Ouyang sings: "A Cute Wife Strikes, Happy on the Pillow"

I look forward to this time I can get thousands of manuscript fees a month to honor my mother.

2019.3.19
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