Bestow Me a Love Like Wind

"If it's for my father's business... you don't need to say it." Gu Qingqing lowered her head, staring at the slippers on the soles of her feet.

The marriage is over, and they have lived together for three years. Now let’s settle the accounts again. How to calculate?

Especially...maybe her mother and brother had long behind her back about what "deal" she had made with Lengs City, and wiped out the responsibilities he had to bear in the past with money and power...

She hopes now that she doesn't know anything, or - Lengs City is the same as before, with her eyebrows cross-brows, bad words at her, and no scruples about her, she may be better off now.

However, she was at the bottom of his extreme disappointment in his three-year married life after being extremely hopeful, but was pulled up to the cliff by his recent tenderness. They have been in a good relationship recently, and they still have the idea of ​​having children. It happens at this time, this time!

"I want to talk about your father, but I want to tell you something else."

For example, his thoughts, his hopes, and his expectations. He didn't want to be regarded by Gu Qingqing as an indifferent and arrogant person who only cared about himself and didn't care about her. Her brother was arrested, and both she and herself knew that there was a problem with the Liu family, and even if it weren't this time, something would happen in the future. It is not that he is not saving, he has his consideration, it is for her.

"What's the matter?" Although she asked habitually, it was obvious that she did not look up, her voice was very small, and she was obviously unwilling to listen.

Leng Sicheng took a deep breath. He had said so many things, but he didn't know how to express his feelings. He hesitated and said: "You heard what I said outside the door just now?"

There was a long silence, and then Gu Qingqing nodded gently.

She heard it! Lengsi came forward and gently held her hand. Her slender fingers were cold, as cold as there was no temperature.

"Qingqing, your father's death... I'm sorry and sorry, but, I actually..." Her father deliberately touched porcelain to cheat insurance, not he would be killed or maimed by others. Speaking carefully, he is also a "victim".

But, anyway, her father really died because of him.

"I know." She nodded again, her head tilted to one side.

She knew it was useless to say anything now, even if her father died because of him, she was already married to him, she couldn't divorce him. Even if she wanted to, her mother and brother could not agree.

She knows, then does she mind? Leng Sicheng's eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and after thinking about it, he took a step forward: "A few days later, isn't it your father's death day? We had made an appointment to go together."

Unexpectedly, when he stepped forward, she withdrew slightly: "If you are very busy, don't bother you."

Don't bother him, that means don't let him pass?

Leng Sicheng was taken aback, and there was a slight pain in his heart. After all, she still minds, right?

The deceased is gone, not to mention that he is her favorite father, and he is not good at telling her that her father is not.

He nodded, and his voice was slightly lowered: "I see."

He raised his head to look at her. After talking for a long time, he was still unwilling. He clenched his fists tightly. He wanted to confess his concerns. He didn't want to hide it. He wanted to tell her that he really cares about her! He loves her, he loves her, from the beginning!

"Qingqing, I really..."