Love You More Than I Can

Chapter 30: 30 Stop making her unhappy

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Jing Shenxing heard Sheng Youting say that Yu Lan cared about the child, so he told him not to touch the child, not to touch it. But Jing Shenxing wanted to complete the task, so he could not touch it, but he had to scare Yu Lan.

Yu Lan hugged Qibao tightly, her eyes full of caution, and she took a step back, "Be careful, let's get to know each other! Don't try to take advantage of my child!"

Jing Shenxing finally confirmed that the person in front of him was really Yu Lan. She had changed so much that she felt like she was no longer the same person. Would Sheng Youting still like Yu Lan like this? If he likes it, then what's the point of training Yu Yi to be what Yu Lan was like before

Jing Shenxing sighed, "Alan, we grew up together. I wish you a better life than many of my friends. Really, but you are pitiful and angry. For more than a year, his life has been really not good. People can survive, but as a grown man, I can’t help but feel sorry for him.”

Seeing that Yu Lan didn't respond, Jing Shenxing deliberately raised his hand to touch the child, "Alan, if you don't come with us, I can't guarantee the child's safety..."

Yu Lan hugged Qibao very tightly. She knew that she couldn't fight against him. If these people grabbed her hard, even if the police came, the child would be scared crazy. She could only get into the car with Jing Shenxing, "I won't leave Ancheng."

Jing Shenxing said one word, "Okay." Then he drove to the hotel where Sheng Youting was staying. As long as he handed over to Sheng Youting quickly, it would be over.

In the hotel, Sheng Youting opened the door and took Yu Lan's luggage from the bodyguard. He said nothing and turned to boil water.

There were too many words to say, so when the water boiled, he asked as if nothing had happened, "Does Qibao want to drink milk powder? I boiled the water."

Yu Lan wanted to escape, but when she opened the door once, there were bodyguards outside, and she knew she couldn't leave.

At this time, she was surprised that Sheng Youting knew the name of the child, but for a moment, she did not answer him, and carried Qibao to put down the suitcase and get the milk powder.

Seeing Yu Lan's reluctance to let go of the child, Sheng Youting hurried over to help her open the lockbox. He entered his birthday as the password for the lockbox, and with a "click" the lock opened.

The "click" sound made him stare at the lock in shock for several seconds. His heart was hit hard and he was in unexpected pain.

He didn't raise his head, but held the zipper with his fingers and opened it. His breathing became heavier and heavier, trying not to let out a heavy sigh.

At that time, she confessed to him, "Brother Youting, I like you. I know you like girls with long hair, so I keep my hair long, and I will also learn to wear high heels. Brother Youting, a girlfriend like me It will make you feel at ease. All my passwords are your birthday. You don’t have to worry about me cheating on handsome guys. I have no secrets in front of you. "

She was 19 years old at the time, with a bright and warm smile. Later, he told her, "Yu Yi and I are together."

He still had a smile on her face when he looked at her, but the flowers that had bloomed in her eyes withered and withered in an instant. After those flowers withered, they never bloomed in her eyes again.

She had been so estranged from him for so long, yet she still used his birthday as a password.

Perhaps some marks have become so profound that they have become accustomed to them.

Yu Lan had been holding Qibao, feeding her milk, telling her stories, and coaxing her to sleep. Sheng Youting didn't say anything, he just stood aside and started silently.

It's not that he doesn't want to say it, but he doesn't know which sentence is right and which sentence is wrong.

He was afraid that if he didn't say a word, he would provoke her to hold the child and fight against him. He would be reluctant to take her back to Jincheng by force, and even more reluctant to let her scream as loudly as she did on the street that day. He was already too old. I'm sorry for her, I can't make her unhappy anymore.