Before Qingning spoke, sissy put her arms around his neck and said, "Dad, today we went to a delicious cake shop with Uncle Brad. Will you take me to it in the future?"


    Hearing the strange and familiar name of "Brad", it seemed that a giant beast was beating on his chest, pulling its sharp claws, trying to tear his chest at any time and then rush out.


    Just at the door, he didn''t see their shadow in the car, but he almost subconsciously turned his head and walked into the villa.


    But his surface still maintained calm, even with a little initial smile, said faintly: "OK, next time sissy takes dad."


    Throughout the dinner time, Li Qingning''s body seemed to have two teams of soldiers and horses in the continuous scuffle. He didn''t know what to eat and had an absent-minded expression on his face.


    What makes her wonder is why when it comes to Brad, she always hides something from Lan Qing, just like a secret infidelity in marriage. Because of the existence of that man, she is always careful in front of Lan Qing.


    She repeatedly asked why, is it afraid to see Lan Qing lost eyes? Afraid he''s going to deal with Brad? Either way, she couldn''t accept it herself.


    During this period, Brad''s face kept hovering in her mind. Her high eyebrows, straight nose and thin lips, combined into a sad expression, looked at her, approached her, and her eyes flashed with moist luster.


    These crazy and disordered thoughts made her heart grow wild vines. In a moment, thick soil poured out and woven into a net that could not be rushed out in the air.


    Why not Lan Qing?


    Of course he is!


    He was eating the delicate dinner in front of him calmly, but everything was like mechanical action.


    He didn''t dare to stop the action in his hand. As soon as he emptied, his mind would come up with the silhouette of them approaching in the car.


    The whole night is endless silence, Lan Qing''s thoughts have been repeatedly pulling, his eyes again and again swept, clearly close at hand, but it seems very far away that woman.


    He has a whole business empire, but he can''t do anything to win back this woman''s heart.


    At night, the two of them were forced into Lanqing''s room by Sisi. She said with a reasonable face: "Mom and dad should sleep in the same room, and mom should help me watch dad sleep." Then he pulled up the door.


    When the door closed, the sound was like a loud noise in Li Qingning''s world. No matter how to deal with the man standing by now, or the little girl of the ghost horse fairy, she has never been able to do anything about it.


    There were only a few dim wall lamps on in the room. Lan Qing stood not far behind her, as if he could still hear his heartbeat. He just looked at her quietly. The temperature of his eyes was burning, which made her want to escape subconsciously.


    The warm yellow light reflected their shadows on the ground. They looked very close and long. They merged not far away


    "It''s getting late. Let''s have a rest." Lan Qing''s throat moved up and down, with a test in her eyes, looking at her back, said softly.


    Although she turned her back to him, she seemed to have guessed his next move. When he stretched out his hand to gently put it on her shoulder, she avoided his touch on one side of her body.


    "I just... Don''t want to disappoint sissy..." she said, turning around and walking towards the sofa in the room.


    She was wearing a knee length Regal court Lei / Si nightgown with slender and slender legs. When his eyes unconsciously touched her naked skin, he instinctively swallowed a little saliva.


    But Li Qingning didn''t seem to notice the difference in his eyes. Standing in front of the sofa, he suddenly turned around and said softly, "I''ll sleep on the sofa in the future, you..."


    She hesitated, whether this kind of care would make him misunderstand as sentimental, thought about it, trying to make his voice sound without any emotion, "you are too tall, and this is your bedroom, so it''s not suitable for you to sleep on the sofa."


    Seeing that he was just standing there looking at herself, she went to the bedside and picked up one of the pillows. She took out a thin quilt from the cabinet and began to clean up her place as if there were no one else.


    "Why?" When she bent over to tidy the sofa with her back to him, his voice suddenly sounded behind her.


    Her hand''s movement stopped, a finger twists the tassel on the pillow case, "what?"


    "Why refuse me? When you come back with sissy, it means that you still have me in your heart. But why do you refuse me? Is it because... "


    At this point, his voice stopped. His throat seemed to be held by a big hand. Time seemed to freeze for more than ten seconds. Then he continued to say, "that man?"


    His vocal cords vibrated so much that his voice seemed to have a low sob.


    Originally, she came back only to divorce him, so as to marry that man. Is that so?


    Li Qingning lowered his eyes, continued to move in his hands, gently put the pillow on the sofa, smoothed out a thin quilt, and slowly said: "if you think it''s... That''s it... The matter between us has nothing to do with anyone."


    "The reason why I brought CICI back is that you, like me, have forgotten the old things five years ago, and our relationship has long been over. I hope you don''t let go of the past


    Her voice is indifferent, without a trace of ups and downs. After that, she stands up straight and turns her head to look at him. Her cold eyes are flowing with indifferent light. It looks really very far away, but also some unreal.


    She looked at his dark eyes, like a little bit of darkened light bulb, and had an indescribable feeling in her heart. Her hand hanging on the side of her body kept clenching, and her nails were deeply embedded in her palm.


    As if to make him die, she added, "I''ve fallen in love with someone else. You''re just sissy''s father to me now, that''s all."


    It''s so easy to say that. Isn''t that what she wants? Isn''t that what she always wanted to say? But why? Looking at the loss in his eyes, her heart would be so painful, as if she had been pulled up.


    "But you said at the beginning that you would never leave first unless I asked you to leave..." he murmured, looking as if he was talking to himself.


    He looked like a little boy at a loss. There was a rumbling sound in his brain, as if a burst of thunder constantly bombarded his brain. Looking at the opening and closing of her lips, I just felt that it was not true.