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Chapter 227 Two Years of Good Expectations (Full (5)
"Brother, you..."

It was Li Manya who opened the door and came in, looking at Li Yucheng with red eye circles, "Brother, I brought you breakfast, don't worry, we will think of a way."

"Put it there, you all go out and I will be quiet for a while."

"elder brother……"

"go out."

Li Yucheng yelled, he wants to be quiet for a while, can't he?
The terrified Li Manya backed out in panic, and stood outside the door when she heard Li Yucheng's hoarse roar in the room. Her pretty face turned pale, her lips were bitten together and bleeding came out. She pressed a few numbers on her phone but stopped after the last number. After going down, the tip of her finger touched the number key, but she didn't press it in the end. She didn't know what to think, and finally Li Manya turned around and ran towards the elevator...

In front of Cheng's house.

Li Manya slammed on the door frantically, "Cheng Zhiyuan, open the door, Cheng Zhiyuan, open the door..."

"Miss, my son doesn't see you, if you don't leave, I will call the police."

"Cheng Zhiyuan, open the door, Cheng Zhiyuan, I beg you, open the door..."

The door opened with a creak, and Li Manya was brought in front of Cheng Zhiyuan, "Is there something wrong?"

"I beg you to let my brother go, please, for the sake of our love for so many years, Cheng Zhiyuan, please, my brother will die without Guangyu..." Li Manya took a step forward to pull Cheng Zhiyuan's hand was ruthlessly thrown away by him, and Li Manya knelt down with a plop, "I beg you, Cheng Zhiyuan, let Guangyu go."

"late."

It is indeed late.

Without Li Yucheng's series of small moves against Beibei.

If Beibei is still alive and kicking.

What can't be said, unfortunately, it's too late now.

"Cheng Zhiyuan, I beg you, I, you can do whatever you want me to do, I, I'll give you... I'll accompany you..." Li Manya's face was ashamed and angry, but she stood up abruptly and took two steps towards Cheng Zhiyuan. In front of him, he firmly refused to let go, but quickly tore off the buttons of his shirt with both hands, "Cheng Zhiyuan, as long as you let Guangyu go, I, you can do whatever you want me to do, I beg you..."

"Get out, I will feel dirty if I touch you, and Beibei will never forgive me for the rest of his life."

"Cheng Zhiyuan, you..."

"see a visitor out."

It's really late, if it was before, Beibei was fine, Cheng Zhiyuan would rather give his Henghua to the Li family.

pity……

Two days later, Guangyu was officially brought under the name of Henghua, Li Yucheng was so dispirited that he couldn't hold his breath in his chest, and went crazy. It is said that he was sent to a psychiatric hospital later, but Cheng Zhiyuan couldn't pay attention to it. Zhiyuan is preparing to take Beibei to the United States...

A research institute in the United States promised to help Beibei regain his sobriety, but he had to bring Beibei to the United States.

And the time is uncertain, and it cannot be said that you will really be able to wake up.

But there's always a chance, isn't there?
half a month later.

Cheng Zhiyuan took Beibei directly onto a special plane, white clouds were floating, and the plane soared into the sky...

Looking at the plane soaring into the sky, Lu Tianlin clenched his hands tightly together, with a dignified face and a heavy body, but in the end he watched Cheng Zhiyuan and Beibei board the plane the whole time, and the plane buzzed into the sky and disappeared... Lu Juner relied Crying in Lu Tianlin's arms, Mo Xichen looked up at the sky but couldn't force back the tears streaming down his face——

Sister, you must be well when you come back next time.

Must, I believe in you, waiting for you to come back sober.

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Uh, the story of Beibei and Cheng Zhiyuan has come to an end. .In the end, it should be the story of Mo Xichen or Lu Tianlin.As for who to write first. .Ah ah ah.I have to think about it. .But dear friends, don't worry, Beibei and Cheng Zhiyuan won't just disappear. .There will be opportunities for them to play in the future. .hehe. . . .

(End of this chapter)