If he had known that dead girl really had such ability, he might have been better to that girl from the beginning, but now even if Ling Guozhi regrets it, it will be useless.

When Fang Cui'e heard her husband say this, she couldn't help but feel so sad, "She's a jailed person. How did Yi Jinli take a fancy to you? And this girl was killed by Yi Jinli's fiancée!"

"How do I know this!" Ling Guozhi said angrily.

"Hey, but no matter what, I guess I can't stand it." Fang Cui'e said, "It's not like us Luo Yin. It's on the surface, and we can still marry into the Gu family in the future. Isn't this trip also the money given by Luo Yin!"

Thinking of his younger daughter, Ling Guozhi was in a better mood. Now all his hopes are placed on his younger daughter.

On the other hand, Yi Jinli returned the phone to Ling Yiran, and a sharp look flashed in his eyes, "What kind of fate do you want your father to have?"

He asked her with a smile, but she understood the ruthlessness in her eyes.

For a moment, Ling still understood that no matter what fate she planned to give her father a moment, she was afraid that once she said it, he would achieve it for her.

But... "No need, it's good to be clear to him like this." Ling Yiran said, his father's actions were just to erase the last touch of affection in her heart.

She once thought that her father had at least a little bit of past feelings for her mother. After all, her parents were free to get married back then, and her mother married her father when her father was most miserable and down.

But now she realized that it was just her wishful thinking.

It turns out that the most terrifying thing is time. Even though we once loved each other, after so many years, there is nothing left.

Yi Jinli frowned unconsciously. In front of her, her eyes drooped lightly, and there was a faint mockery and sadness on her quiet face. It was as if something was passing through her body, and he could not grasp it.

Suddenly, he almost subconsciously hugged her, trying to catch her, and now, she finally started to approach him, and he didn't want to let her go.

Ling Yiran was stunned for a moment, feeling that he was trapped in a wide embrace, but what followed was that his hands were tightly wrapped around her body, making her almost breathless.

"Yi Jinli..." she couldn't help but shout.

Her voice made him tremble, and then his arms around her were slightly loosened, but he still maintained the posture of holding her, and did not completely loosen.

"Call me A Jin, I like to hear you call me A Jin." He murmured, and the elegant voice, with a hint of hoarseness, penetrated her eardrums and penetrated into her heart.

She pursed her lips, as if she was hesitating, but in the end she still shouted, "A Jin."

A smile appeared on the corner of his lips, "It sounds so nice."
Chapter completed!