Love Never Ends

He ignored all of her pleas.    

Since he didn't want to involve himself any further, he shouldn't bear her love, not even the slightest bit!    

"Let's go!"    

Aa Zu pulled on Qin Lili impatiently.    

Qin Lili walked out of Lu Liye's mansion unhappily.    

"It's better if you don't look for Mr Ye in the future! Don't worry, my girlfriend and I will take good care of him. "    

Aa Zu advised Qin Lili.    

Qin Lili raised her head to look at the second floor, but didn't see that familiar figure.    

"I just love him. Is there anything wrong with me?"    

Aa Zu couldn't stand seeing a woman cry the most. As Qin Lili cried, he swallowed all the harsh words he wanted to say, "Alright, alright. In any case, you better take care of yourself in the future. We, Mr Ye, really like someone. Don't you insult yourself by pestering him?"    

"The man he likes is married! He was already someone else's wife! No matter how much he likes her, isn't that just cheating on me?! "    

"This is their own affair, it has nothing to do with any of us! Especially you! We have no right to discuss it! "Let's go, let's hurry up and go …"    

Aa Zu told her to leave as if she was a annoying pug.    

After saying that, the door slammed shut, blocking Qin Lili from entering the room.    

Qin Lili looked at the tightly shut door, and thought about the way Aa Zu made her leave, as well as Lu Liye's decisive words … She was so angry that her shoulders were shaking, and her pretty face was pale.    

Her small hand fell to her shoulder and clenched into a fist. Her fingers dug into the palm of her hand, forming rows of pale crescent moons.    

What's wrong with loving someone?    

She's just the one who loves a lot? Why did they have the right to look down on her? Contempt her?    

Tears almost flowed out of Qin Lili's eyes, but she forced herself to swallow them back in the end.    

He arrogantly raised his head and walked out of Lu Liye's villa.    

Lu Liye, one day, I will make myself your woman again!    

The year 30 arrived in the blink of an eye.    

It was still an unusual sunny day, but snow started to fall from the sky all of a sudden. The temperature dropped by about ten degrees.    

Zhi Qing, wrapped in a heavy cotton jacket, stood by the French window. Looking out at the withered seats, which were turning white bit by bit, he felt that the weather was getting weirder and weirder with the global warming.    

"Zhiqing!"    

Outside, Zhixin knocked on her bedroom door.    

"Hmm?"    

When Zhi Qing came back to her senses, she turned around to look at the door.    

Zhixin, who had already finished packing, stood at the door and asked her, "Have you changed? "It's time to go out and eat. Morrill and the others should be here by now."    

When Ye Zichen mentioned Morrill, Zhi Qing's gaze darkened.    

Turning his head, he continued to stare out the window at the pure white snow.    

Two weeks ago, she promised Lu Liye that she would accompany him for the new year …    

Two weeks later, she sat at the same New Year's dinner table as Morrill.    

"I don't want to go."    

Zhi Qing was very resistant.    

Zhixin stood at the door looking at her daughter's back, sighed, and said bitterly, "His mother came all the way here just to celebrate the new year with our family. If you don't go now, it would seem a little rude.    

Zhi Qing felt that what her mother said wasn't without reason.    

After all, it wasn't easy for an old man to come from so far away.    

With a sigh, he turned around and said to Zhixin, "Mom, go downstairs and wait for me. It'll be done soon."    

"Sure!"    

It was wrapped around her petite body, almost like a huge bucket. There wasn't much of a beauty to her, but she had a beautiful face, so everything she wore was beautiful.    

Naturally, she was wearing loose clothes on purpose, so that she could perfectly block out her bulging stomach.    

She didn't dare to tell anyone about her pregnancy, not even her parents.    

Mainly, in her current awkward position, she didn't know how to talk to them about it.    

… ….    

In the Chinese style restaurant of Dairong Ho, Zhi Qing met Morrill's mother.    

Typical British noblewoman, graceful and quiet in every word and action.