Ling Jingxuan listened to Xi Yunchen's arrangement, and she stood beside her and felt particularly nervous and guilty. She habitually stirred her hands together, "I...I'll go to organize your luggage for you."

Without knowing what to say to Xi Yunchen, I felt panic and blurted out with this sentence.

However, once the words were spoken, Ling Jingxuan became more and more panicked, "I... didn't mean to urge you to leave immediately, I was..."

She wanted to do something for him, but all she could do for Xi Yunchen was just a tiny and insignificant thing, such as packing her luggage. She then spoke, "When I come back, I hope you can fulfill your promise truthfully."

The words were cold and solemn. He was not joking, and he would not joking with her again. Ling Jingxuan could also hear that the reason why he was working non-stop was that he rushed to Italy immediately on the first day of the New Year was because she agreed to the conditions for marriage.

Although they seem to be a deal of equality, how fair is it to him?

Ling Jingxuan is not sure how dangerous it means to go to Italy, but... because Xi Yunchen gave in again and again for her sake; tolerate her again and again and again and continue to pamper her, she should follow him.

His identity and his position are as difficult as hers, and he is in a dilemma between the hatred between the two families, but Xi Yunchen still chose to love her...

She should be content! She should be satisfied!

Xi Yunchen once asked her: Have you followed him in this life?

At this moment, Ling Jingxuan could tell him exactly: Yes, she followed him. No matter whether Jingke will be sad in heaven, no matter whether her father will be angry with her, she will break away from her again, she loves him, and follows him.

However, Ling Jingxuan couldn't say it. She just cried, just cried...

She walked forward and hugged Xi Yunchen. Her strength was not as strong as his strength, nor her emotions were not as excited as Xi Yunchen's previous hug, and she snuggled in his arms.

Xi Yunchen was obviously still a little angry, and did not speak anymore, pushed Ling Jingxuan away and left directly.

His back made Ling Jingxuan’s chest hurt. This was not the first time she had identified the factor of loneliness from Xi Yunchen’s back.

This feeling of loneliness makes people want to come forward and hug him, giving him a little warmth and care...

Xi Yunchen did not ask Ling Jingxuan to organize her luggage because she did not want her to see something she was afraid of. Seeing the fastest update to avoid the inspection port putting the invisible gun into the suitcase, he had already predicted in his mind that things would not be so easy to solve.

When Ling Jingxuan came into the room and saw him packing his pistol in his suitcase, her heart seemed to be hitting in. It was not only painful, but also shocked, "Yunchen... there is really no other way? Can you not go to Italy?"

She was worried about Ling Huacan and Ling Jiutian, but she was also worried about him! She didn't want to see him get hurt again.

"What do you think? If I had a choice, I wouldn't give them to the Italian police for treatment, but I had no choice." Xi Yunchen's sentence was full of seriousness and seriousness.

He won't joke about such a life-related thing.

Ling Jingxuan was speechless again, what else could she say? She asked Xi Yunchen to help her father. All this was her that forced him into trouble and even into danger.

Xi Yunchen did not say goodbye to her, nor did he give special instructions (", ", ", ", ", "," ", ", "," ", "," ", "," said Mr. Song, didn't know what happened, "Jingxuan, why did the young master go out with his suitcase on the first day of the New Year? Where are you going?"

Faced with Aunt Song's inquiry, Ling Jingxuan pursed her lips and stared at Xi Yunchen's car farther and farther away, completely disappearing from her sight...

She's so scared...

At this moment, the overwhelming horror and panic swept through her body.

Why do you feel this way? I feel so strongly that Xi Yunchen will definitely be in danger, or maybe he, his father, and Brother Hua Can will have their lives?

In an instant, Ling Jingxuan's whole body became creepy, and the coldness in her heart spread, "Aunt Song..."

"Jingxuan, what's wrong? Young Master, are you going to his grandfather's house?"

Ling Jingxuan shook her head mechanically. It would be fine if she went to Grandpa Xi’s house. At least she knew that even if Grandpa Xi hated Xi Yunchen, he was his grandson, and she would never hurt him.

She heard from Aunt Song that Xi Yunchen has always been the person Xi’s favorite and trusted most because of her appearance. After he fell in love with him in a mistake, the distance between him and Grandpa Xi became unfamiliar...

"He is going to Italy."

Aunt Song couldn't understand, "Why are you going to Italy if you don't have a rest in the New Year?" But Aunt Song knew that the young master was not at home on the first day of the New Year on weekdays. Only after Ling Jingxuan moved into Huahai Villa did he truly regard this place as home.

"Jingxuan, come in quickly, it's windy at the door."

...

After Ling Jingxuan walked back to the room anxiously, Lele jumped into the room again when she saw Xi Yunchen was absent, and climbed onto Ling Jingxuan's knees very coquettishly, "Lele, if something happens to him, I will be the biggest sinner."

Not only is she a sinner, she will never be at peace for the rest of her life.

Ling Jingxuan stroked Lele's head, and Lele seemed to feel her unhappiness, calmed down, and hugged in her arms...

Xi Yunchen and Lan He met at the airport, and then Ouyang Anlu also rushed over. When Xi Yunchen saw Ouyang, he instinctively frowned, "What are you doing?"

Ouyang scratched his head awkwardly. Lan He said that Mr. Xi didn't want him to go with him...

"I...I'm going on a trip. Listen... I heard Lan He say you are going to Italy. I want to be with you too. Only with many people can I be happy." Ouyang's lie was too different.

Lan He looked contemptuous and almost defeated him, muttering and complaining, "I'm as uneducated as Pasha, and I'll be hesitant to speak Chinese."

Ouyang Anlu's face turned slightly red. No matter how realistic he lies, he could not hide it from Xi Yunchen, let alone what he said just now was so inferior.

"Mr. Xi... let me follow me. It's always better to have one more person." Ouyang Anlu simply asked.

"Yes, let's just go on a trip together. I haven't been to Italy yet."

Xi Yunchen glared at Lan He who was talking and said, "I really don't know if it's better or worse to let you go."

Huh?

"Boss, who are you talking about? Are you talking about me? Or Ouyang? You must be talking about Ouyang! How can a handsome man like me not be loved by others? Alas...Boss, wait for us..."
Chapter completed!