How could the affectionate girl who chased from Jinling to the capital, just pursuing a result, not care about the invasions from all over the world, the establishment of a country, and the establishment of a dynasty, how could she not care about the right to speak and status...

Your mask is too tight, so that your tears of grievance cannot flow out to him!

But he has a dull head and can't understand you. He only knows that he had a youthful time with you, which is worth remembering...

Your mask makes you extremely well-behaved, but your private thoughts and will are deep and powerful..."

"Sister Miaoxian is joking, why am I like that..."

She shook her head and waved her hands, tears falling from the corners of her eyes along her wide smile.

She thought she hadn't shed tears yet, so she boldly smiled to Zhao Chen.

It wasn't until Li Miaoxian reached out to wipe the moisture from the corners of her eyes that she was startled and hurriedly wiped the grievances from her cheeks.

"Wan Ning is the smartest girl I have ever seen. She is 10,000 times smarter than Gu Changyi, but she suffers so much from herself and compromises. I never go against you or suppress you because I feel that I don't love him as much as you do.

Love him more deeply..."

Li Miaoxian gently stroked his sister's cheek with his fingers.

"Why bother yourself? Maybe it will be easier if you take off the mask...

When Gu Changyi wanted a car, she asked Zhao Chen to buy her an Audi. When she wanted a child, she fell into his arms and begged in tears;

You are ten thousand times more worthy of his love than Gu Changyi. You put on a mask and make him feel that he has no regrets about you..."

"Sister Miaoxian, stop talking." Wan Ning held Li Miaoxian's hand tightly and shook her head vigorously.

She shed tears and landed on the back of Zhao Chen's hand.

His expression was dull.

Falling into the conversation between the two of them, I raised my hand and saw the tears. There was no need to taste them, the tears must be bitter and salty.

"Why do they all like to cry... They are all so good, but they are always crying."

He murmured.

On this day, Zhao Chen heard the most honest voice before the wedding, not in the warmth of the quilt under the bed, but in the break between taking photos in front of the White House.

He discovered the light that had been hidden for a long time in his life.

I also looked at that word again: beast.
Chapter completed!