Chief, Love for you is wrong

[Gu Zhancheng, I never thought I was wronged. You can preside over the public affairs for me! But I always hope that, at least when I was wronged, you can stand aside and don't make fun of my grievances with others. As long as that happens, I will be very grateful to you! But why do you do this every time! It's true that you don't investigate at all. Listen to the words of Ai Ai, Just blame me! Think it's my fault! Ten years ago, and ten years later!]

On the second day of the lunar new year, Qin Jing publicly asked Gu Zhancheng at his old house. According to what he heard Ji Li said today, Gu Zhancheng's eyes were red for a moment, and even liquid began to flow in his eyes, gathering more and more

Finally, he raised his hands and wiped his face hard, took a hard breath, collected all the released emotions, and sighed tired and worried.

After these words, the two old people dared not let Qin Jing be magnanimous because they heard about Ai Ai or Gu Yu Yan.

Everyone was silent for a long time. No one spoke. They sat there, lowered their heads, breathed quietly, depressed, depressed, depressed, decadent... All kinds of negative emotions filled the sky of the Zheng family's mansion, making people breathless.

Just as everyone looked down and thought about their own affairs, Gu Zhancheng suddenly came to Qin Jing, knelt down to her and choked his voice, "Jing Jing, I'm sorry for your growth. But now, I can't bear Ai Ai. Will you let Ai Ai go of your mother's tombstone? Dad, please..."

Seeing the withered Gu Zhancheng and listening to his touching love words for hearing Ai Ai, Qin Jing burst into tears. Without concealing it, she wiped her tears with her white and wrinkled hands and laughed. Tears soon wetted her hands and flowed down.

In the end, she cried so much that the whole person couldn't make a sound. Her throat was so uncomfortable that she couldn't open her voice. She had to lie down in Wenji Li's arms and shake her body, but she still kept the dry and strange Jie's laughter.

The old lady also cried. She covered her mouth and kept sucking the running nose water. She kept sobbing.

I don't know whether it's for Gu Zhancheng's kneeling, or for Qin Jing's sympathy, or for her disappointing daughter. Anyway, the old lady can't help crying.

After a long time, Gu Zhancheng was still kneeling there. Qin Jing poked her head out of Wen Jili's arms and looked at her worried. She shook her head at Wen Jili, then wiped her tears with the back of her hand. Her voice was hoarse and said, "white, help me wash my face."

After Mo Bai and Qin Jing came back from washing their faces in the kitchen, Gu Zhancheng knelt down at that position. Qin Jing's depression was gone except for the infrared around her eyes. She looked at Gu Zhancheng with a hoarse and calm voice. "Gu Zhancheng, the person you want to kneel is not me, but Qin shaowan. What you should do most is kneel in front of her grave and repent!"

After a pause, Qin Jing suddenly chuckled, hoarse, with a faint smile in her throat, "No. you'd better not kneel in front of her grave, so as not to dirty her grave. If you kneel on the samsara Road, it will also dirty her samsara road."

In a word, Gu Zhancheng was said by Qin Jing and his face was like ashes.

Regardless of Gu Zhancheng's decadent expression, Qin Jing took a breath, closed her eyes, and when she opened it again, Qing * * people.

"Wen Aiai first instigated others to destroy my mother's tombstone, and then deliberately hurt others, which failed me and stabbed my husband's arm with a knife. There are two crimes. The former is investigated for civil responsibility and detained for about 10 days; the latter is responsible for criminal responsibility and sentenced to prison. Gu Zhancheng, I think I can let Wen Aiai go! From now on, break away from the father son relationship with Mo Bai! In this life, you Gu Zhancheng No more children, Mo Bai. Otherwise, you'll wait for your wife to be reunited with your daughter in prison! "

Qin Jing calmed down and walked over to pick up Wen Jili. "The air is too stuffy here. Let's go home." he took Wen Jili's hand and turned away. From beginning to end, he didn't look at Gu Zhancheng who was still kneeling on the ground.