The day after the news broke, Lan Xin posted a short message on Weibo: It’s fictitious.

She, Ling Yichen and Yun Duan did not come out to refute the rumors about this matter. Feng Yu did not seem to be painful or itchy, and there was no operation. The reactions of both sides made this matter look like a farce.

So, after a few days of discussion, this matter was left behind, after all, people are forgetful.

The parties involved in the Peach News were not affected at all. They attended events, business, filmed movies and advertisements, and their careers were booming. They occasionally sprinkled dog food, proving that the two people's deep love has not changed.

When Ling Yichen was asked about attending the event, he smiled gently and was doting, his eyes were filled with affection, and he only answered four words: "I believe in her."

Life is peaceful and everything is moving in the best direction.

Xia Ruoqi's obedience and sensibility also made Feng Yu more loving. Finally, on a pleasant night, she fulfilled her wish and became Feng Yu's woman...

And that night, in the warm apartment, An Lan stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass window in a daze. The charming night view outside the window came into her eyes, but she had no intention of appreciating it and recalling other things in her mind.

He gently hugged him from behind with one hand and asked in a low voice: "Absent-minded, for tomorrow's business?"

An Lan came to her senses, did not turn around, but said, "Tomorrow is my father's death day. I have never dared to face him for so many years. Even if I come back from rebirth, I have only been there once."

Facing her lover, she opened her heart without hiding it, turned to look at him and said, "Every time I visit him, I feel very sad and guilty. I always feel that if he can speak, I will scold me, and I will hurt him and my brother. But he will not get up and scold me again, that feeling is really uncomfortable."

The death of a relative will always be the greatest pain in her heart. She is not afraid of being condemned, but only afraid that the person who condemns herself will no longer be there!

"I understand. But I think my uncle won't blame you. He has always loved you the most. Even if he is gone now, I definitely hope you can live a good life. Only when you live happily and live happily can he be at ease in heaven." Ling Yichen comforted softly.

An Lan's eyes turned red when she heard it, and remembered the days when her father was there. Since childhood, she was a little princess at home. No one could bully her, and even her brother could not do anything. As long as she cried, her father would try every means to make her laugh, and she always said that she was the little princess in her heart and would live happily in honey for the rest of her life.

"But, I have done so many wrong things. Now that I have become this strange look, will he recognize me?" Her eyes turned red, and she looked at him with some anxiety and expectation, hoping to get a definite answer.

Ling Yichen looked down at her, gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with his fingertips, and said with a smile: "Of course, parents' love for their children is always the deepest and most unforgettable. Even if you become, they can recognize it at a glance. This is the blood relationship between parents and children, and no force can stop it."

"Besides, I think my uncle will be very pleased if he sees you like this. You used to live too tiring, but now you are different. If you really feel guilty, you must live well, which is the greatest comfort to my uncle."

Ling Yichen's words made sense. An Lan nodded unconsciously and calmed down slightly.

"Okay, if you cry, you will have to take two walnuts to see your uncle and aunt tomorrow. If they see it, they will laugh at you as a crybag again."

"You didn't give me a crybag! I hate it, give me this ugly name." An Lan glared at him, his emotions relaxed a lot, and he couldn't help but smile again when he remembered what happened when he was a child.

"That's right. You smile beautifully and sweetly, so you should laugh more. Start laughing now, don't cry anymore. If you cry again, I will hit you with my uncle."

"You dare!" An Lan raised her eyebrows, pretending to be fierce, and said, "Don't even think about bullying my father's daughter, look at it."

An Lan raised his five fingers and tickled Ling Yichen's body, tickling him and begging for mercy before letting him go.

Ling Yichen took the opportunity to hold her, put a kiss on his forehead, and said softly: "Go early to rest, we will go early tomorrow."
Chapter completed!