Passionate Devotion

Chapter 7 In the second half of your life, I am responsible for 2

The little jade pendant hung on her white neck, unexpectedly matched, as if she was born destined to belong to her.

Everyone's expressions were petrified, and even Tong Lu couldn't believe it. She held the jade pendant with her palms, her fingers tightened, for fear that all she could grasp was an illusion.

But the slight coolness of the palm clearly told her that she was holding the "lost maternal love."

It seemed as if someone snapped their fingers in the air, and everyone came back, but every face was unclear, so shouldn't it be given to Xu Jing?

Xu Jing was the wife of the old Leng personally selected for him, the future young grandmother of the Leng family, and it was a matter of hard fact.

Tong Lu was also puzzled, raised her eyes and looked at him, making her heart chuckle. His eyes are too strong, and at that moment, it can make people disappear.

The two were close at hand, and she still couldn't get her breath back. Is he Shuo? Staring at that divine face, my heart couldn't stop thumping.

After sinking for a moment, Tong Lu's red lips moved unnaturally: "Is this jade pendant for me?"

"What do you think?"

He asked lightly, but the look in his eyes, the aura, and the feeling that it gave was completely another matter, so high and powerful...

There is no need to doubt, she can be sure that he gave it to her.

Tong Lu couldn't help but inhale: "But, why give it to me?"

"This is a meeting ceremony."

"..."

What do you mean? Isn't he resurrecting the corpse? "who are you?"

She couldn't help asking her doubts in her heart.

"Leng Ye Jin!"

Leng Ye was condescending, staring at her with deep black pupils, his jaw slightly raised, a few words overflowing between his lips and teeth, it was the name, and the dust settled: "Sister-in-law, I am Shuo's younger brother, your uncle!"

The voice was low and domineering, secretive, like a ritual, to determine the future mode of getting along.

Tong Lu's whole body was shaken, Leng Ye Jin? Uncle? Is he actually the twin brother of Shuo? How can you look so much like your dead husband? She cautiously ran into his eyes, he seemed to be waiting for her to introduce herself?

"Me, Tong Lu." She said in a hurry, seeming to think it was too simple, and quickly added: "Thank you, uncle, this gift is too expensive."

Her desperate heart warmed up again, and she held the jade pendant tightly. She thought she was going to miss the jade pendant, but she did not expect to turn around. In the end, she was put on her neck by the uncle himself, tilted her head, and the eyes of the audience fell on her. On the body, those mocking eyes just now had been replaced by surprise, even Miss Xu looked at herself incredulously.

She was a little nervous, more grateful, and grateful for Leng Yejin's timely help.

"I don't know how to thank you."

Leng Ye just noticed her emotions, a complex softness flashed through her deep eyes, and her thin lips lifted: "This is what you deserve."

He had said long ago that she has taken care of Shanshan very well and he must show something in return.

His rule is that merit is rewarded, and sin is punished.

Leng Ye turned his head and glanced at Xu Jing, with a sneer at the corner of her mouth: "Are you still going to bid?"

The tone is obviously not high, very light, and no anger can be heard, but the feeling it gives Xu Jing, it instantly falls into the ice cellar.

(End of this chapter)