This feeling makes Le Xuewei feel chilling, even though Han Chengyi has his own position.
"Light snow?" Han Chengyi finished yelling and regretted that he had to deal with Hang Zegao. He was reluctant to hurt her a little. "Light snow, you listen to me and you don’t know it. You don’t want to recognize them, do you? They gave birth to you and didn’t raise you … "
"Ah …" Le Xue cried and smiled with a complicated look. "They didn’t raise me but they all loved me very much! They know that once you find out that they are the enemies of the Korean family, you will never let them go, but I asked them to try their best to help you! I haven’t called my parents, but what did Hang Zehao do to you? He tried his best to help you because you are his son-in-law! They are afraid that if you know my identity, you will be bad to me. Let me not recognize them and don’t let me go to the presidential palace again! "
Tears are flowing away. At this point, Le Xuewei doesn’t know who to help. She pulls Han Chengyi’s arm and implores him. "Chengyi is one of me! I can’t? Let him go, okay? I promise you I won’t recognize them. Since I am married to you, I will always be with you. I beg you to let them go. After all, they are my biological parents! "
Han Chengyi stared at his wife and clenched his fists, but he couldn’t promise her.
"Light snow this matter … will you leave it alone?"
This sentence again! Le Xuewei gasped and looked at him disappointedly. He tilted his face slightly, and the English facial features showed a kind of refusal at the moment. Le Xuewei Youzi never gave up and asked, "No? Even if it is me, can’t it? "
"Light snow! Have you ever tasted that taste? My aged father and respected eldest brother have passed away one after another, and all the burdens and blood feuds are on me! It’s this hatred that keeps me alive! You want me to give up? How can I live if I give up? How do you face your father and big brother after you die? "
Han Chengyi really can’t bear to say this to his wife, but this is the real situation of his family in Korea for fourteen years. How can he understand that his world is so dirty, evil and snowy? If he doesn’t want her to know a little!
"Ah …" Le Xuewei covered her face with pain. How could she not have thought of that? It is because of the thought that it will be so difficult!
Why her parents? Chengyi is so pitiful that she still remembers him kneeling in front of his eldest brother’s spirit!
"I’m sorry, I’m sorry …" Le Xuewei covered her face and tears flowed from her fingers. "Chengyi, I know I’m asking too much, but … that’s my parents. Without them, there would be no me! Chengyi Chengyi! "
Han Chengyi, whose wife cried like this, looked distressed but promised that she could hold her in her arms. "Xiaoxue obeys these things. No matter what your parents and I do, you and I will not change. Our feelings will not change, okay?"
Le Xuewei leaned in his arms and couldn’t stop her tears. Han Chengyi’s words were exactly the same as those of her parents, and they all said no to her. But how is that possible? It’s impossible for nothing to change if she’s dead with Hang Zegao’s blood.
"Chengyi, are we … are we going to split up?"
Le Xuewei’s eyes are bleak, and the current situation can not be that she doesn’t think so
Han Chengyi was shocked and broke out in cold sweat, holding up Le Xuewei’s jaw and staring at her eyes. I couldn’t believe it and asked, "What did you just say?"
"…" Le Xuewei dared not say such a thing. Where did she have the courage to say it again?
"Are you forcing me or scaring me?" Han Chengyi’s most tinged is that Le Xuewei said such a thing and suddenly the whole people were on the alert.
Le Xuewei lowered her head and shook her head. "No, I’m not trying to force you or scare you. I’m afraid of Chengyi. I’m so scared! Can we really go on for a generation with such a thing? "
"yes!" Han Chengyi decisively gave his wife a positive answer, "You don’t want to think about it, you should take good care of your baby and be a mother."
"…" Le Xuewei swallowed her tears, awkward and have a good baby? Being Mrs. Han … but watching her parents get into trouble? Is that something a woman can do? "I’m tired and want to sleep"
"Okay, I’ll take you back."
Han Chengyi picked Le Xuewei up and went back to the room, watching her lying in bed with her eyes closed, her long eyelashes stained with tears, but her heart trembled slightly and she couldn’t help but ache. Hang Zehao had to deal with light snow and he was reluctant to give up.
Bow your head and kiss your wife’s eyebrows. He can’t agree to her request. What he can do is to love her more. "Xiaoxue, I’m sorry, there are some things I have to do. You have to understand me. You are my wife. This will never change."
Le Xuewei didn’t open her eyes and choked her voice. She replied "Hmm".
Han Chengyi held her hand, and she responded immediately. She was afraid that they would fight every time. She always felt that they would not survive this crisis. Who would give her some strength to survive this?
Chapter 361 Have a good heart.
Le Xuewei became silent because her parents and Han Chengyi were caught in the middle and suffered, even though they all loved her so much.
After dinner, Le Xuewei coaxed Dabao and Xiaobao to fall asleep, but she couldn’t sleep at all. She walked alone in the courtyard. It had just rained the night before yesterday, and the soil in the courtyard was a little wet and slippery.
In the courtyard, I can see clearly that Le Xuewei can’t walk fast, and her stomach is getting bigger and bigger, and it’s becoming more and more inconvenient to move. She was a little tired without taking two steps, so she stopped to sit on a cane chair.
"Ah …" Le Xuewei looked up at these days with a sigh of relief. She deliberately didn’t pay attention to the news of Hang Zehao, but she knew that Han Chengyi’s situation was even worrying.
Ni Jun came out of the main building door and saw Le Xuewei sitting alone in the rattan chair in the garden, with her face upturned and sighing. She hesitated for a moment and stepped past.
Section 224
"Three wealthy families" Ni Jun called her gently at Le Xuewei’s side.
"Well," Le Xuewei replied without looking back, but she knew that this was Ni Jun still looking up at the sky. "Are you going to rest?"
"Yes," NiJun bowed their heads and said, "Third mistress, go in! San Shao is also busy at this time. "
Le Xuewei wondered if she could ask, "Brother Ni Junge, can you tell me what you are going to do?"
Ni Junwei froze and then came over in vain. She asked what was frowning. "Hang Zegao can’t turn over, but don’t blame Sanshao for his position that it is necessary to do so. It’s hard to follow Sanshao for so many years …"
"Well," Le Xuewei nodded and sighed, "I know that I don’t understand those things. I don’t blame him."
The wind is blowing, and the branches and leaves rustle in the garden.
Ni Jun looked at Le Xuewei wearing a thin dress for pregnant women and wearing a cashmere shawl. Suddenly, she frowned, took off her coat and bent down to cover her body. "Third housewife, go in! You will feel distressed if you look at it like this. "
"Well, I’m going in."