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She did not retreat to meet his eyes, slightly raised her jaw, seemingly calm, but only she knew that her palm was already sweating.

After looking at her for a long time, he slowly misappropriated his thin lips. "So... Have we never really been together?" the corners of his lips were slightly raised, as if laughing at himself, while his eyes were covered with a layer of fog, just like... Crying.

Belle Li only felt that the other party's eyes made her heart feel like a sudden blow, very stuffy and painful.

Curious and strange, Mingming has been separated for so many years. Mingming doesn't have much emotional fluctuation when she thinks of him again, but how can her heart still feel pain when she sees his eyes?

Is it really because I loved too deeply? How many years will it take for his influence on her to really dissipate?

She bit her lip and turned her eyes to her son. "Little Jane, we're going back." Belle shouted at her son.

Beijian's little friend walked to Beili obediently and carried his little schoolbag on his back.

Bereli took his son by the hand and turned to leave.

The little guy turned his head and looked at the new dad tunnel still standing in place. "Mommy, won't daddy go back with us?"

"Of course not," Belle replied very smoothly.

"But shouldn't Daddy and Mommy live together? Or do you actually have a divorce?" Bei Jian said strangely.

Belle was almost choked by her saliva. She never thought that the word "divorce" would come out of her son's mouth.

When did my son know the meaning of "divorce"?

"Some students in our class don't live together because their parents are divorced," explained Bei Jian.

When Baili was thinking about how to fool the topic of divorce, Han Lin had said, "no, daddy and Mommy are not divorced."

When Han Lin said this, Bei Li's body suddenly shook. No... Divorce? She and he haven't divorced yet?

She thought she had been missing for so many years, and he had already applied for divorce. After all, their marriage was not about love, just to give their children a fair identity.

But in the end, there was still a blank in the column of father.

"Will daddy live with us?" the little guy asked again.

"Yes."

"No!"

The two voices almost came out of Han Lin and Bei Li's mouth with one voice.

The little guy looked puzzled. Obviously, he didn't understand why the answers of daddy and Mommy were so different.

Bei Li stared at Han Lin, while Han Lin looked at her with fixed eyes, then leaned over slightly, his face close to her ears, and whispered in a voice that could be heard by each other, "Li Li, we will live together. Do you believe me?"

Her heart sank suddenly, and his words seemed to imply something.

Without saying anything, she took her son's hand and turned out of Han Lin's residence. Han Lin looked at the back of the big one and the small one. Until the two figures had disappeared in the field of vision, he still maintained a motionless posture.