Rebirth of a Luxury Family: Killer Wife hug in the Arms

At this time, Han Lingfeng did not have the excitement of the past, but said faintly, and even had some feeling of loss!

Su Xiaoyan looks at ye Ruqing and feels that this kind of thing should be decided by her.

"OK."

Ye Ruqing agreed.

After all, she and Han Lingfeng grew up together. She couldn't bear to ask her to refuse Han Lingfeng.

Su Xiaoyan smiled at ye Ruqing.

Anyway, he's going to marry ye Ruqing into the door. Why stare at Han Lingfeng?

The wedding began.

When Han Lingfeng came out and brought ye Ruqing to Su Xiaoyan, their friends were stunned.

"Han Lingfeng finally put it down?"

Bai Jinyu muttered.

"Keep an eye on that bastard for me! If he wants to steal a kiss, you'll beat him for me!"

Ling Yurou said to Bai Jinyu.

"Oh, isn't it good to beat someone at the wedding? We should secretly beat him then."

Bai Jinyu and Ling Yurou begin to discuss how to beat Han Lingfeng.

Liu Qingqing heard it and couldn't help feeling helpless.

After Han Lingfeng handed ye Ruqing over to Su Xiaoyan, he whispered, "Ruqing will give it to you."

Then he retired to the guest seat.

Looking at his lonely figure and people who know things, they can't help sighing.

After the wedding of Ye Ruqing and Su Xiaoyan, Han Lingfeng walked alone on the road.

He left his car in the hotel parking lot. He wanted to walk and didn't want to go home.

"I want to learn art!! the teacher said I am very talented! My family is not short of money! My family is so rich! Why can my brother learn what he likes, but I can't?!"

On the way, Han Lingfeng saw a girl quarrelling with her parents. Hearing their dialogue, he couldn't help stopping.

He suddenly remembered ye Ruqing. Ye Ruqing was like this. He wanted to learn what he liked and pursue his dream, but he always stopped her.

It seems that only when she looks at her beloved art will she burst into a real smile.

"Hey! You wait!"

Thinking of this, Han Lingfeng stopped them.

"What are you doing?!"

……

That night, Han Lingfeng didn't know what was wrong with him. He was not good at words. He grabbed the girl's parents and said a lot of words.

He found that many people, like him before, felt that girls should be good wives and mothers at home and should not fight outside.

Moreover, they also felt that art had no future and did not let her learn.

However, when he saw her painting, he only felt that the girl was very spiritual and should succeed.

At that moment, he seemed to see the former ye Ruqing. At that moment, he couldn't help but want to help her, as if he had made up for his previous mistakes.

"Thank you."

The girl took his hand and cried.

"Don't cry!"

Han Lingfeng was worried and hurriedly took out a paper towel to her.

Later, Han Lingfeng often came to the girl to have dinner with her and listen to her talk about her dreams.

Han Lingfeng didn't find that he had more smiles on his face and more words than before.

In the blink of an eye, a year passed.

"Babies, I'm going to watch TV today ~ aunt Ruqing, you have to go on stage to receive the award! This is a grand prize in the art world!"

Liu Qingqing said to the two babies.

"Ouch! Mom! You're so wordy! You've said it 800 times!"

The daughter was helpless and rolled her eyes.