After walking a few steps, she suddenly stopped again.

He looked at him suspiciously: "Is that your luggage?"

Guan Jinfeng did not deny it, and Feng Qingyun said indifferently: "I have no support in this town, I have to join you. Could it be that you want to drive me away?"

"Kun Jinfeng. What do you want to do?"

No support?

He hooked his fingers, and the people in this town probably would come to curry favor with him.

He is a dignified president of the Guan family, why does he stay here? The Guan family went bankrupt?

Guan Jinfeng sighed and poured her a cup of hot water.

"Of course, for you. Am I not showing it obvious enough?"

His words were light and light, and at this moment, it evoked the ripples in Ji Liuyan's heart, and he could not calm down for a long time.

She sneered, trying to cover up her true emotions.

"Guan Jinfeng, are you stupid or I don't understand enough? It's impossible for me and you to do so, so why bother?"

Guan Jinfeng curled his lips disrespectfully. Although he knew that she would definitely say this, he had been mentally prepared for a long time, when he heard her say such heartless words again and again, he still felt uncomfortable.

A layer of coldness was dyed in the dark black eyes, but it was just fleeting.

"I am willing to take care of you. It's my business to be with you. You don't need to be psychologically stressed. Have a meal."

Ji Liuyan really doesn’t know what to do.

Her mother died because of Guan Jinfeng, and Chenghan also lost her future because of Guan Jinfeng.

These are all facts before them.

How would she convince herself to face Guan Jinfeng as if nothing had happened?

Seeing that she was not moving her chopsticks for a long time, Guan Jinfeng raised her eyes slightly, and a trace of helplessness flashed in her eyes.

"Eat, I can explain your mother's death."

"What did you say?"

Ji Liuyan opened her eyes wide and looked at him, obviously, unbelievable.

"You eat well, and after you finish eating, I will tell you everything without reservation."

After saying that, Guan Jinfeng stood up, walked to the balcony, took out a cigarette from his pocket, and lit it.

Ji Liuyan stared in his direction and raised her voice: "Really? Tell me as long as I finish eating?"

The other party did not answer.

Is there really a hidden secret to my mother's death?

Does it have nothing to do with Guan Jinfeng?

Is it really a misunderstanding?

For some reason, Ji Liuyan suddenly felt a little thankful.

She picked up the chopsticks, picked up the crystal shrimp dumplings from the bowl, and started eating with relish.

At this moment, Guan Jinfeng, who was standing on the balcony smoking, had dark eyes, and white smoke was scattered in front of him, slowly floating out the window.

He looked at the small hills in the distance, and there were still some farmland not far away.

The environment here is very good and it is indeed very suitable for tire installation.

When An Xiaonian told him about the child, he was so happy that he was at a loss.

He knew that she had not given up on him.

She still loves him.

It's like he loves her deeply.

But the truth... might be a bit cruel to her.

But now that we have reached this point, we have to say it.

Guan Jinfeng took a deep breath of cigarette, stared at the cigarette roll in his hand, and suddenly seemed to have thought of something, extinguished most of the remaining cigarettes and threw them into the trash can.

He smelt the smoke around him again and opened the window next to him.

How could he forget that she was a pregnant woman and could not smell these things.

After Ji Liuyan finished eating the things on the table, he walked towards Guan Jinfeng's position.

She saw him standing on the balcony, her dark eyes were as tender as water, and she was looking at her.

She frowned: "Did you smoke?"
Chapter completed!