Chapter 705 Christmas 3
But in the next second, Qingqing's eyes were depressed again, with a touch of sarcasm: "If Gu Zhizun knew that Liu'er was a fake, then he wouldn't ruin the wedding, would he?"

It doesn't matter, she will tell Gu Zhizun at the wedding that she is really in love, and she wants to return to Zhizun's side.

She misses her family, misses her son, and misses him even more.

I hope her eyes can really recover this time, so that she can do whatever she wants, and she won't be trapped here anymore. For three years, she has almost forgotten what her man looks like.

Qingqing stood quietly, copying Gu Zhizun's appearance in her mind, but unfortunately, she couldn't copy it out, she hadn't seen light for a long time, and she couldn't imagine any patterns, her world was only dark.

This kind of day is scary.

Dongfang Jing walked up to her, put his hands on her shoulders, and stood behind her, his movements seemed to comfort her.

But what he said was really annoying: "I will make the wedding a perfect ending and not let anyone ruin it, little fox, I will make you the most beautiful bride under the witness of all your relatives and friends."

"Besides, when the wedding is over, I'll give you a present to make sure you'll go crazy with joy."

Qingqing was slightly sarcastic: "What gift can you give me that will make me go crazy with joy?"

Dongfang Jing said in his heart: A child, your daughter.

However, don't tell her now, wait for her to marry him.

…………

Christmas, night.

In the garden below the castle, there is a big Christmas tree in the garden, which is decorated with various lights and gifts.

A woman was sitting under the Christmas tree, surrounded by not only Dongfang Jing.

The bodyguard, who had never left the castle for many years, was also standing by the side, and the anticipation was no less than that on Qingqing's face.

Dr. Liang was removing the gauze from Qing Qing's face bit by bit.

Qingqing clutched the armrest of the chair, sat there upright, holding her breath.

Dongfang Jing watched her movements and patted her on the shoulder: "Don't be nervous."

Qingqing's voice was full of fear and excitement, but she said stiffly, "I'm not nervous."

"Take a deep breath."

Dongfang Jing is like a teacher teaching children, he takes a breath first, as if he is demonstrating.

Qingqing took a deep breath: "Do you think I can see this time?"

"We'll know soon."

Yes, she knows, and she will know soon, but this minute is really too difficult, one thought of heaven, one thought of hell, just in this moment.

Two layers of gauze remain.

Dr. Liang was still slowly undoing the gauze.

There is only one layer of gauze left...

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The screen switched, it was still daytime in Vancouver at this moment.

Sicily is nine hours ahead of Vancouver.

Nan Chen sat there smoking a little grumpy: "I still can't find where the love is."

"The Dongfang family still has a few brushes in Italy. Our people have never found any traces of Qingqing going in and out, not a single bit. Even if Qingqing is really imprisoned, it is impossible to be trapped in a room for three years without going out. Active? Why can't I find a trace of her activity?" Bai Jiajia said.

Gu Zhizun was bored and smoked cigarettes one by one.

"Why don't you arrest that impostor and torture him to extract a confession, my lord, as long as you say a word, I promise to dig it out of her mouth."

"What if we startle the snake and make Qingqing's situation in Dongfangjing even more difficult?"

(End of this chapter)

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