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Chapter 3:

I'm serious. Chloe Mitchell 2525 2023-10-16 17:42

  It was difficult to see such an almost blank expression on Lu Qingyu's face.

  After a moment, her face finally turned ugly.

  "Shen Jiayue, I've already said it, Xiang Heng won't affect you.

  You don't need to make a big deal out of it." She still didn't believe me.

  I couldn't help but laugh.

  "How about this, you can have a larger share of the property, and the villa in Australia can be yours too.

  I'm in a hurry on my side, so consider it as compensation for your feelings." Lu Qingyu stared at me for a while, as if confirming that I was really serious this time.

  She narrowed her eyes, and her expression suddenly became deep and unreadable.

  "Is it that little girl who went home with you last time?" I nodded.

  Song Yi Yi had clung onto me and wanted to go home with me last time, and Lu Qingyu saw it once.

  Song Yi Yi even smiled and greeted her, calling her sister.

  Lu Qingyu's expression was a bit awkward at the time, but she didn't say anything.

  After all, the idea of each playing with whoever they liked was her suggestion, and she had been practicing it all these years.

  She didn't have the qualifications for a double standard.

  Thinking of Song Yi Yi, a smile involuntarily appeared on my face.

  Today, at the beach, she took out a diamond cufflink and gave it to me.

  The diamond above has a score of 50.

  But compared to my custom cufflinks and tie clips, it is still the most inconspicuous size.

  I thought it was fake and didn't pay much attention to it.

  But she handed it to me seriously and said, "I know you have a lot of these things, don't dislike it, this is the money I earned from work, originally wanted to save more." "Shen Jiayue, happy birthday." It was only then that I realized that today is actually my birthday.

  Lu Qingyu didn't remember.

  I couldn't even remember myself.

  The sea breeze carried a damp freshness, Song Yiyi's black hair stuck to her fair forehead, her eyes shining purely, reflecting my entire being.

  The love of a young girl burned like fire without regard for occasion, carrying the courage to burn everything.

  In that moment, I was suddenly infected by her courage.

  A voice appeared in my heart.

  It was my own voice.

  I am already 29 years old, entangled with Lu Qingyu for nine years.

  How many more nine years do I have in my life? Am I going to continue living like this for the next few decades? The wind howled and the waves crashed against the rocks on the shore, splashing snow-like foam.

  After a long time, I heard my own voice.

  "Yiyi, should I divorce her and marry you?"

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