Quan Shao's new wife

Chapter 744
Or, it's time to reflect on his attitude towards her - after so many years, he is too used to being in charge of her life, even more than a father controls his daughter.

Oh, no wonder she wanted to resist.

"I don't think it's your responsibility, it's your habit. You're used to taking over half of her life. You used to be a daughter, and you'll be a wife in the future. You can't let her go!"

"You said you love me, I think you want to find someone to take care of her for you before you marry her!"

Once, Fang Yali cried and fell into his arms, complaining about her hopeless waiting.

Thinking about it now, maybe what she said was right - Ruoxi has never left his care since she was a baby, even if there is no love, how can he trust her to others?

It's just that she can't be a baby forever after all, she still has her own life after all - the most important thing is that she also didn't fall in love with him, but she, like all girls in the world, yearns for a A pure love, rejecting a marriage without love.

Thinking of this, Lan Bo'an raised his head and glanced at Yan Ruoxi—she was tugging on Morian's sleeve, complaining tearfully about the dark life under his clutches.

It's just that the eyes she looked at Morian seemed a little unusually bright - was it his illusion?Or is that just the way she looks when she's drunk?

Lan Bo'an narrowed his eyes and smiled wryly, then withdrew his eyes and continued to drink his own wine.

"Eric, do you think it's good or not!" Yan Ruoxi held the wine glass in one hand, and shook Morian's arm in the other, completely looking like a little girl.

"Not good." Morian said lightly, reached out and pushed her hand away from his arm, got up and walked out quickly.

"Eric!" Yan Ruoxi frowned and stood up, but didn't follow him out. He just looked back at Lan Boan in the corner, walked over unsteadily, patted his face hard and said: " Bo'an, you are actually suitable to be my daddy."

"Then you can treat me as your father." Lan Bo'an said angrily.

"Bo'an, you actually like Miss Yali, don't you?" Yan Ruoxi said proudly.

"It's not what you think." Lan Bo'an sat down beside her shaking body, and said a little annoyed.

"Bo'an, don't worry, I will marry myself off successfully, and I won't let you come back to manage me, and I won't let you disappoint Miss Yali." Yan Ruoxi had a drink, but said solemnly— —In her heart, she seems to have recognized the fact that even if there is no love, if she does not have a suitable man to take over, her whole life can only be handed over to Lan Bo'an.

Regardless of whether there is love or not, Lan Bo'an will treat her well for the rest of his life, just like taking care of her when he was a child - meticulous!
"Then work hard." Lan Bo'an stretched out his hand and squeezed her face, looked at her dotingly and said: "Who do you fancy, please report to me, I will help you check, if I can see you, It can also help you out.”

"Okay." At this time, Yan Ruoxi was very well-behaved, which annoyed Lan Bo'an, who was used to her mischievous behavior - it should be his responsibility for not raising her into a lady.

After raising the wine glass and clinking with Yan Ruoxi, the two drank it all in one gulp. Between the two of them, there was a kind of pain and relaxation after being cut apart.

Morian, who walked outside the bar, looked at the darkness in this strange city, and suddenly felt a deep loneliness in his heart. The hand holding the phone trembled slightly, which made him feel his restraint. Very weak.

"Promise..." All the suppressed thoughts were leaked in this soft cry.

"Morian, are you in Singapore now?"

"..."

"Morian, have you been drinking?"

"..."

"Morian, you speak..."

"I'm fine. I haven't contacted you for a long time, so I just want to ask how your work is doing now?"

"... Very good, the progress is going well, and the prototype of the idea can be finalized this week."

"That's good, remember not to patronize the case, and be more flexible in dealing with people."

"I know, I will pay attention."

"Well, I'm redundant, Gu Zixi is an expert in this area."

"..."

"I still have to hang up beforehand."

"goodbye……"

"Goodbye."

Morian gently put down the phone, raised his head and squinted his eyes towards the sky, the longing due to loneliness, and the sadness caused by missing, actually made his eyes moist at this moment - just looking up. He did not let the tears fall.

Get used to listening to you share life details.

Fear of disrupting the perfect balance.

Keep a distance from one heart.

You can't hear my loneliness.

I go back to the past, you fly to the future.

Meet the right people, miss the intersections.

Obviously you are already standing in front of me.

I kept waving goodbye.

City B.

Holding the phone that has been hung up, promising to feel uncomfortable for no reason—Morian, does being away alone still not make you feel relieved?
Morian, you should be fine in a city without me!

I remember that he once drank so much that his stomach bleeds, and he was not only a little worried about the out-of-control call with restraint after drinking, but in the end, he could only suppress all worries and emotions, leaving only a faint "goodbye" 'Two words...

Resisting the loss of control is too much torture for me to suffer.

Memories are wounds that I can't heal.

In the future, you will still be friends or you know me best.

We go to the end of the world from the beginning to the end.

Friends forever bless me when I meet love.

No more cowardly holding those hands tightly.

"Xiao Bei."

"Promise, so late?"

"Have you been in touch with Morian recently?"

"Yes, he returns with work emails every day, paying attention to the work progress here."

"Is there anything wrong with his mood?"

"Well... no, it's quite normal. I heard that the cost cuts over there are particularly strong, and he has been under great pressure."

"Oh……"

"What? Is there something? Did you hear any news?"

"No, he called just now. He seemed to be drunk. I called and no one answered. I'm a little worried. See if you can contact a suitable colleague over there to see him."

"Oh, ok, I know who to look for."

"Okay, give me a call when you're done."

"Promise..."

"kindness?"

"You still care about him, don't you?"

"..."

"Well, you pretend I didn't ask."

"I care about him, he is my forever friend and teacher."

(End of this chapter)