"Well, go there, he seems to be looking at you all the time, he must think that I will hurt you again." Fang Kexin had a look of sadness in his eyes. In Luo Jinyu's eyes, she was a bad woman, which was too sad.

"See you again!" Yang Chuchu turned around and walked towards Luo Jinyu.

Fang Kexin also turned and left.

Seeing Yang Chuchu approaching calmly, Luo Jinyu couldn't help asking: "What did Fang Kexin talk to you? She didn't say anything to stimulate you."

"No." Yang Chuchu laughed: "You may be surprised, she seems to accept my existence?"

"Oh?" Luo Jinyu was a little surprised.

"Maybe too many things happened, let her change her mind. She said that she hoped we could live a happier life." It was not until this moment that Yang Chuchu changed Fang Kexin's mind. She used to think that she was an arrogant and unreasonable person, but now she seems to be really sensible and willing to be reasonable.

"Really? It's really a bit of a surprise." Luo Jinyu shrugged his shoulders and had no opinion on the matter.

But Yang Chuchu sighed softly: "Is it possible that people will change when they encounter too many things? In the past, I hated Fang Yang and wished that he would disappear suddenly in this world. Now, I find that if one day he really disappears and no longer appears in my life, it will be a shocking thing."

"You already regard him as your relative, of course you can't accept that he will leave one day." Luo Jinyu said with a chuckle.

"Maybe, I approve of him, but I don't want him to be with my mother at all. I still hope that my mother will have a chance to find happiness, and that person shouldn't be him." Yang Chuchu laughed at herself, her own thoughts were a little ruthless.

"People who once loved each other have hated each other for so many years. I'm afraid that love has been worn out long ago. Your mother has the opportunity to try a better love. Of course, she shouldn't look back." Luo Jin Yujue's words were not extreme, and he agreed with her thoughts.

Yang Chuchu's beautiful eyes were full of joy: "Don't you think I'm ruthless?"

"No, if one day I do the same wrong thing, it's not worthy of your forgiveness, and you must not give me another chance. Men are greedy." Luo Jinyu stared at her deeply, and what he said made people dumbfounded.

"What do you mean by that? Could it be that you would do something that I'm sorry for?" Yang Chuchu's pretty face froze, and she became nervous instantly.

"Of course not, I just mentioned this possibility." Luo Jinyu was a little embarrassed.

"If there is such a possibility, I hope you can lie to me and don't let me know." Yang Chulin's eyes were sore, and the next second, tears rolled in her eyes: "I think I am a very easy-to-coax person. If you deceive me and coax me again, I will definitely act as if nothing happened."

Luo Jinyu listened, feeling as if a needle was pricking his heart, he quickly got up, walked to her side and sat down, put his arm around her shoulder to comfort her: "Chuchu, I'm just joking with you, don't take it seriously."

"Really?" Yang Chuchu wiped the corners of her eyes with her fingers: "Maybe I'm pregnant now, and I've become a little sensitive, but I'm really afraid that such a joke will become true."

"No!" Luo Jinyu stroked her shoulder with a big palm: "Don't cry, I promise, I won't make such jokes again in the future."

Yang Chuchu bit her lip and nodded: "Well, although this is a joke, I still want to tell you that if the joke comes true, I might just turn around and leave. You'd better not lie to me, and don't coax me, just let me go."

Luo Jinyu's mood twitched, and the pain was unbearable. In this life, she is destined to be her, how can I let it go?

Inside the National Library, there was a crowd of people. Today is the anniversary of the opening of the library. Guests from home and abroad entered the venue in an orderly manner. Nearly thousands of well-known books at home and abroad were donated and put on the bookshelves for the guests to read and appreciate. Among them, dozens of famous scholars and friends from the literary and art circles came to express their blessings. All of a sudden, the fragrance of books and ink was as thick as poetry, which made people feel the exciting atmosphere and the vigorous fighting spirit of the country.

Those who came to volunteer to help were nearby college students and high school students who came to perform for the guests. The atmosphere was warm.

Lan Yanxi is wearing a white dress, with only a cowhide watch on her wrist, a thin necklace, and a heart-shaped pendant hanging all over her body. Her long hair is tied into a ponytail and her makeup is elegant, showing a calm and confident temperament.

She was accompanied by Cheng Yuan, and several staff members sent by Ling Mofeng to help her deal with emergencies.

When Lan Yanxi's car arrived, she squeezed her handbag nervously, her pretty face flashed nervously.

"Cheng Yuan, do you think I can dress up like this? Is it too gorgeous?" Lan Yanxi really cares about her appearance, not because she is beautiful, but just wants to know if she is decent enough, and whether she will be criticized by others. After all, she now has to represent not only her personal image, but also Ling Mofeng and the country.

There are quite a few foreign media here, and her image today will definitely be photographed.

"Okay, really, Yanxi, don't be nervous, just go over and cut the ribbon, interact with the children, and leave a photo. If you don't like talking to others, we will arrange you to rest in the lounge." Cheng Yuan is already familiar with the whole process. She is also a bodyguard, and she also reminds Lan Yanxi of all the itinerary today. Although she is a little tired, Cheng Yuan is already very grateful to her superiors for arranging her tasks, because she has been promoted. JrNovels.com