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She was a little uncomfortable after being rejected, but He Zhichu's words "You are my sister-in-law" miraculously healed her.
However, she is past the age of an ignorant girl and will not be coaxed into confusion by a man's few kind words.
Looking at He Zhichu with complicated emotions, Xie Qingying smiled and nodded, "Okay, then leave it to her."
After a pause, he tried in a soft voice: "Actually, after we get married, someone who is so smart and thorough may not be willing to live on the same floor as us."
He Zhichu frowned slightly and thought about it for a while before he understood what Xie Qingying meant.
He was silent for a while and said reluctantly: "What you said makes sense, but it's too early to say this now. I can change it later if I don't want to live anymore."
Is it still early
Xie Qingying's newly healed mood felt like a basin of cold water had been poured on her.
Cool to the core.
She looked at He Zhichu calmly, the man she had had a crush on like an idol since she was a girl. Even though she was with him now and became his pillow, she still couldn't see through him.
She slowly took a step back, and half of her body was hidden in the darkness. She and He Zhichu were in the light and dark, just like a mirror image.
After looking at him quietly for a while, Xie Qingying said softly: "At the beginning, do you know that I love you, I love you very much."
He Zhichu was slightly startled and raised his eyes to look at her.
In the semi-darkness, her straight and delicate nose looked exactly like Gu Nianzhi.
He Zhichu couldn't help but stretched out his hand, slid it from her cheek, and caressed her gently.
Xie Qingying leaned her side face into He Zhichu's palm, feeling the warmth of his palm, as if he was holding her in his hand and pampering her, and she loved him very much in her heart.
But no matter how much she loves him, she has her own principles and bottom line.
She wanted He Zhichu's whole heart, but now she found that she seemed to never be able to achieve this goal.
Xie Qingying closed her eyes and said softly: "... In fact, if you didn't show so much importance to Nianzhi, my fifth uncle wouldn't let Qingfen bother you."
He Zhichu's hand paused, then he pulled it back and put it behind his back.
His slightly disappointed eyes suddenly cleared up, and He Zhichu asked coldly: "What do you mean? Xie Beichen asked Xie Qingfen to learn to read it. You already knew about this, right?"
Xie Qingying straightened her head, looked at He Zhichu and said, "I just said it, I know."
"Then why didn't you stop it?" He Zhichu's anger started to rise little by little, "Why do you want to learn from someone who is not easy to learn?! And you asked such a disgusting person to learn from him! Are you deliberately trying to prevent me from learning? Better than that, isn’t it!”
Xie Qingying looked at him, the sadness in her heart was like the sea in the middle of the night, rising and falling one after another, so dark that she couldn't see the edge.
Her voice was almost choked: "...what's the use of me stopping you? Do you think Uncle Wu will listen to me?!"
"Besides, why do you care so much about this?! Tell me, why do you care so much about this!" She roared.
"Why do you care?" He Zhichu was already unreasonable. There was no softness in the peach blossoms in his eyes, only monstrous anger, wishing to burn Xie Qingying, "...don't force me!"
His fists were clenched tightly, and his joints cracked in the quiet dark night.
"I forced you? When have I ever forced you?! You've always been the one forcing me!" Xie Qingying still couldn't bear it anymore. She yelled, covered her chest and took a few steps back.
Walking out of the darkness and standing where the light could shine, He Zhichu discovered that she actually looked nothing like Gu Nianzhi.
Although Xie Qingying inherited the Gu family's nose from her mother Gu Tian, her appearance still followed that of her father.
Xie Qingying's emotions completely collapsed. She couldn't bear the huge pressure and loss, and ran out of the living room on the second floor crying.
He Zhichu stood at the second floor window and watched her drive her small sports car out of the He family's official residence and run towards the main road.
From a distance, I could only see the car lights stretching into a long line in the night sky.
After Xie Qingying left, He Zhichu stayed up all night and sat on the sofa drinking red wine all night.
…
This Christmas, He Zhichu did not celebrate it. Instead, he went out early and came back late at the military headquarters, busy with work every day.
And Xie Qingying didn't come to him again as before, neither greeted him nor helped him take care of the He family's household affairs.
He Zhichu thought about calling her, but when he picked up the phone, he felt he had nothing to say, so he put it down.
In addition, the competition for the six positions in the military headquarters has reached a fierce stage. He Zhichu must personally take charge in order to suppress the forces of all parties and find a way to balance.
More than two months have passed since this busy period, and the Spring Festival will soon be here.
Three of the six positions in the military department had already been decided, and He Zhichu awarded those three people honors and certificates.
Four of the seven positions have been determined, accounting for the majority. The military headquarters of the Chinese Empire has thus been completely stabilized.
For the remaining three positions, He Zhichu does not plan to appoint them immediately. He will wait and see for a while, and at the same time let the people below continue to compete, so that he can further understand the situation and collapse the sphere of influence of the previous group of old people.
On this day, he finished a meeting at the military headquarters. When the curtains in the conference room were drawn up, he realized that it was snowing outside.
"It snowed on New Year's Eve, which is a good sign!" The four people in the conference room laughed.
Compared with He Zhichu, the other three people were all in their early fifties, not considered young, but compared with the six people He Zhichu had captured before, they were already considered young men.
Because among those six people, the youngest is sixty-five years old.
"Admiral He, are you at home on the first day of the Chinese New Year this year? I will take my boys to pay you New Year's greetings!"
The three people gathered around He Zhichu to chat.
After Christmas, his military rank was already that of general.
He Zhichu said with a smile: "Thank you very much. I will go to the grassroots level to celebrate the New Year with the soldiers. I won't come back until the seventh day of the Lunar New Year."
"On the seventh day of the seventh lunar month? Doesn't that mean the annual leave is gone?" The three people laughed, "General He, how about we take turns working at the grassroots level."
"No need. It's the first year this year. I can go there. You all have families and families. I'm alone. It's more lively to celebrate the New Year at the grassroots level."
He Zhichu politely declined.
The three people looked at each other and asked tentatively: "What about Miss Xie? You... are not celebrating the New Year together this year?"
He Zhichu thought for a moment and realized that he had not seen or called Xie Qingying for more than two months.
Social media is so developed, but the two have not even exchanged a text message.
What is this
He Zhichu had a headache.
After he broke up with the three people at the military headquarters, he took a special car back to his home.
At the door of the He family mansion, I saw a long-lost double-cab sports car. It was Xie Qingying's car.
In the heavy snow, Xie Qingying's red sports car was particularly eye-catching.
He Zhichu felt a little dazed again.
This reminded him of Gu Nianzhi's red Ferrari sports car over there.
It's a pity that the car was given by Huo Shaoheng...
He Zhichu snorted, opened the door and got out of the car.
Xie Qingying also got out of the sports car.
Wearing a slim-fitting purple mink coat and long boots lined with fox fur, she stood gracefully in the snow.
After not seeing her for more than two months, she had lost a lot of weight. Even though she was wearing a coat, you could still see her waist was full.
He Zhichu breathed a sigh of relief and walked over with a smile, intending to coax Xie Qingying. This time the two had a long enough cold war.
The orderly around him quickly held an umbrella for him, covering the heavy snow in the sky.
But the wind blew, and some snowflakes still fell on the shoulders of He Zhichu's military uniform.
Xie Qingying looked at him silently, and suddenly opened the car door with her backhand. A chubby little girl in a red coat poked her head out of the car. When she saw He Zhichu, her eyes lit up: "Brother He! I want to celebrate the New Year with you! "
It’s Xie Qingfen again!
He Zhichu's face immediately darkened, "...did you do it on purpose?"
"Yes, I did it on purpose." Xie Qingying raised her head and said. Although her legs and feet were weak and she could hardly stand due to He Zhichu's momentum, she didn't want to give up.
If she couldn't win his heart, she wouldn't even want him.
This is the last chance given to him and also a chance given to himself.
"I said, don't let her appear in front of me again!" The veins on He Zhichu's forehead popped out.
Xie Qingfen understood what He Zhichu said and burst into tears.
Xie Qingying said to the people in the car: "Take her away."
The driver in the car immediately closed the door, started the car, and drove away.
He Zhichu took a deep breath and said patiently: "Okay, don't be angry. Don't let me see her again."
For He Zhichu, this was a concession again and again.
He added: "Go and ask around. Apart from Nianzhi, which woman have I ever tolerated so much?"
The implication is that Xie Qingying, you should be content and stop making trouble.
Xie Qingying had a dull face and was held by He Zhichu's hand, walking towards the mansion.
He Zhichu's life secretaries and orderlies all breathed a sigh of relief.
Finally, Miss Xie is back. You should have a good time this New Year's Eve this year, right
Otherwise, there would be only He Shao alone, and it would be too deserted...
Without saying a word, Xie Qingying followed He Zhichu through the door and went directly to the second floor.
He Zhichu took her into his suite.
"Sit down, what do you want to drink? I'll ask the orderly to bring it to you." He Zhichu took off his military coat, put on his boots, and sat on the sofa.
Xie Qingying was silent for a while and said, "Why don't you like seeing Qingfen? She is more similar to Nianzhi. Shouldn't you treat her more like a sister?"
"...is she worthy of being my sister, He Zhichu?" He Zhichu's face sank, "Why do you always hold on to this matter?"
"What do you think? Why am I holding on to this matter?" Xie Qingying looked at He Zhichu sadly and asked slowly: "...Why can't you let it go?"
He Zhichu's movements stiffened for a moment, and then he slowly leaned back on the sofa, crossed his legs, put one arm on the armrest of the sofa, and said nonchalantly: "I don't understand what you are talking about."
"You really don't understand? If you don't understand, then let me say it again, why can't you let go?!" Xie Qingying clenched her fists, with tears in her eyes.
She was really about to cry.
He Zhichu lowered his eyes and looked at the carpet. It was a pure wool carpet from Iran, woven with large night phoenix flowers.
After a while, he said in a calm voice: "... I have told you a long time ago that I am a morally corrupt person. I am so bad that I will never change it in this life, and I don't want to change it."
Tears burst out of Xie Qingying's eyes and ran all over her face.
She covered her face and let out a low cry like a wounded animal.
He Zhichu didn't persuade her, but just put a box of tissues on the sofa table next to her.
Xie Qingying cried heartily and wiped her tears with a tissue.
He Zhichu said lightly: "But I can guarantee that you are the only woman for me. We can get married."
Xie Qingying sneered, "But I don't want to."
She stood up, her back straight: "He Zhichu, listen carefully, I don't want to be your submissive, I want to terminate the engagement with you, I want to break up with you!"
He Zhichu slowly probed his head and looked at her inquiringly for a while, "...Don't test me in this way. It's useless to retreat in order to advance."
"Who is testing you?" Xie Qingying took out the ring and put it on the sofa table in front of He Zhichu. "This is our engagement ring. I give it back to you. From now on, it will be irrelevant whether we marry a man or a woman."
After saying that, he turned around and ran towards the door. At first he just walked quickly, and then he started to jog, as if he was relieved. He only heard the sound of footsteps, and ran towards the door of He's house.
He Zhichu played with the ring, but did not give it to her or go to the window to see her.
After taking a long breath, He Zhichu threw the ring into the drawer and lit a cigarette.
This is the first update today: Chapter 2082 cannot be changed, and I don’t want to change it.
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