"I know you take your heart girl as your heart." Chen Anmei knew her son, and she knew what he was thinking from the look in his eyes. "But she's not, Xinxin is dead, Xinxin girl is not a substitute, don't take her as a phantom of Xinxin!"
phantom? she is not! She is definitely not a phantom!
"Son, your mother is right, the girl in your heart is not for you..."
"Who is suitable then? Is it Yeliana?" He looked at his parents and said coldly, "I wanted to marry Yelena, but you stopped me. It was my mother who threatened me with my health. You wanted me to marry Yaya, and I married. Now, you say Xinya is not suitable for me, and say that I regard her as a phantom of Yaya, how do you know that she is a phantom? Instead of…”
The rest he gritted his teeth. "Anyway, I will handle my affairs myself." After saying this, ignoring the expressions of his parents, he turned and left.
It was the first time he had spoken to his parents like this, and he knew how sad they would be, but he couldn't control himself.
phantom? How could she be a phantom? She was clearly in his arms.
Yuan Yurang locked the Xiangruan in his arms, fearing that she would disappear in his arms, like what his mother said, he imagined it.
Tao Xinya looked at him worriedly and caressed his arm with her small hand. "Yu... Mr. Yuan, what's wrong with you? Are you in a bad mood?"
"Xinbud... are you real?" he asked in a low voice, with a hidden unease in his voice.
Tao Xinya was startled, "What?" She didn't understand what he meant.
"You're real... it's not my dream, right?" He rubbed against the snow neck lightly, kissing the scent on her body greedily, the scent of Ya Ya.
dream? Tao Xinya frowned, "Mr. Yuan, are you drunk?" That's why she said these strange words.
Drunk... Yuan Yurang looked up at her, the tender face in front of him was not his Ya Ya, but the eyes staring at him were the same - pure and full of trust.
If he is drunk, he doesn't want to wake up.
But Yuan Yurang knew that he was not drunk and that she was real in his arms - he wanted her to be real!
"Heart bud... My heart bud..." He touched the little face with his palm, and he slowly approached her, looking at her eyes with a trembling humble desire, eager to find a trace of comfort and gently kiss her.
She's not a phantom, not...
Chapter nine
One thousand seven hundred and ninety-five days.
Looking at the divorce agreement in my hand, the hand holding the pen was shaking vigorously, I closed my eyes and put down the pen in my hand, I told myself.
One month left...
Brother Yu, how can you tell? It's so hard to let go...
Tao Xinya couldn't push him away, when her lips touched, she felt his trembling,
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