Mr. Ji's little luck

Chapter 434 There is a kind of love, you don't have to have it
　Zhao Zimo, the man she had never seen before, just stood behind her all the time, watching her, staring at her, and guarding her.

　But never let women see those blue eyes that can make the world pale.

　Just like the aurora, it streaked across the sky with shock and power enough to destroy the world.

　It was such a man who fell deeply in love with a woman.

　One day, when Fanhua gets old, he still loves her so much.

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　in the study.

　Two men, one big and one small, sat facing each other.

　A certain boy's eyes were the same as that of someone's, with an indistinct thick black color, and a cold little face. He looked at the man opposite, and there was a milk baby who was only four years old.

　In the originally immature voice, he said darkly and sophisticatedly:

　"Godfather, let's talk."

　The man with a restrained expression, his cheeks without warmth, hidden in the shadow of the sun, his invisible expression, but he could feel the coldness penetrating into every inch of his skin, dyed with a faint layer of loneliness.

　The layer of gorgeous dark blue that was closed in the cold eyes said lightly:

　"Ming Ming, what do you want to talk about?"

　The immature and old voice said:

　"You, godfather."

　Zhao Zimo looked at Gu Tianming who had the same small face as Ji Zefeng in front of him, his cold and soft outline, the man's big hand gently stroked Ming Ming's head, and slightly hooked the corner of his mouth:

　"Ming Ming, what do you want to say?"

　A certain boy raised his eyebrows, and his tone became a bit dull and cold:
　"Godfather, I once thought about letting you be my daddy and Momo."

　The corner of the man's mouth raised slightly, and turned up:
　"I'm glad you think so."

　Zhao Zimo didn't coax Ming Ming like he was a four-year-old child, he spoke very seriously.

　"Because, I believe, you love Mommy as much as we do."

　There was a cool smile on the boy's small face.

　Their mommy is a woman worthy of love.

　"It's a pity that I came a step late, so I can't be your daddy."

　Zhao Zimo said lightly, but the whole room was stained with a layer of loneliness.

Ming Ming paused slightly, then took Zhao Zimo's words:
　"Godfather, if everything is settled, will you leave?"

　In Gu Tianming's voice, there was uncertainty, and also, a child's reluctance.

　
　From the moment they were born, they were together, and Zhao Zimo acted as a father. At least, in the past four years, they have been very attentive.

　It is not easy for a man to do this.

　And a man like Zhao Zimo, who will always be looked up to by others, will always conquer the world, and stand at the top, but to do so is even more unimaginable.

　They have long regarded men as relatives, and their feelings are different from the innate father-son blood relationship with Ji Zefeng.

　Even deeper than the relationship with Ji Zefeng.

　Zhao Zimo looked at the handsome little face in front of him, and those black eyes looked straight at himself, the dark blue lingering gorgeously, as if he breathed a sigh of relief, and said:

　"No, I won't leave."

　"Really?!"

　A certain boy's quick questioning revealed the child's true nature.

　"There is a kind of love, you don't have to have it. It is also a beautiful thing to see her happy."

　For a moment, the man's face was glowing with gentle blue light, and the sun was dazzling.

(End of this chapter)