Rich Young Mistress: Young Master Xie's Dearest Beloved Wife

Xirong fuchen lowered his head and looked at Duan Jintian from a different angle.

His eyes darkened, and like a Whirlpool, he wanted to swallow Duan Jintian.

However, he still took a deep breath and stopped kissing her. He then rubbed Duan Jintian's hair."You're awake?"

After hearing Xirong fuchen speak so naturally, Duan Jintian's breathing slowly returned to normal.

Then, she slowly opened her eyes.

Duan Jintian's eyes were actually very beautiful. There was a kind of lively beauty to them, and they were clear and bright.

However, her eyes actually looked very much like her mother 's.

In fact, he had a very strange feeling.

He remembered this pair of eyes. In the photo his father often saw, it was actually Duan Jintian's mother.

They really did look alike.

At that time, his father would often take aunt Bai's photo to look at. He had once glanced at her and remembered her eyes.

At this moment, he saw Duan Jintian's eyes.

Xirong fuchen thought of his father and aunt Bai.

He had a feeling that he could fulfill the regret in his father's heart.

Xirong fuchen looked into Duan Jintian's eyes and was slightly distracted.

After Duan Jintian opened her eyes, she was met with Xirong fuchen's misty gaze.

She was stunned for a moment. She could feel that Xirong fuchen was thinking about something through her, and it was a very serious matter.

Because she could feel that at this moment, the aura around him became a little sad and serious.

Duan Jintian didn't know what Xirong fuchen was thinking, but her heart ached for him.

Duan Jintian didn't know if she should disturb Xirong fuchen while he was thinking.

However, she didn't like his sad aura. She reached out and touched the space between Xirong fuchen's eyebrows."Brother Chen, what are you thinking about?"

Hearing Duan Jintian's words, Xirong fuchen snapped back to his senses, and his eyes gradually became clear.

He shook his head at Duan Jintian and said,""Nothing much?"

This time, Duan Jintian was very stubborn.""You must be thinking about something. Brother Chen, your expression just now made my heart ache."

As she spoke, Duan Jintian's eyes were filled with heartache.

Duan Jintian looked at Xirong fuchen seriously, as if she wanted to know what he was thinking.

Xirong fuchen gently touched Duan Jintian's hair and sighed.""I'm thinking about my father. "

At the mention of Xirong fuchen's father, Duan Jintian's expression changed. She didn't know what to say.

After all, that was really a matter of the previous generation, and she didn't know how to judge it.

Although the mother would talk about some things from that time, they didn't know the specific details. However, Duan Jintian knew that Xirong fuchen cared a lot about his father, who loved him very much.

So, she pursed her lips, not knowing how to comfort Xirong fuchen.

Xirong fuchen looked at Duan Jintian's pale face. He lowered his head and gently kissed her eyes and brows, comforting her,""Tiantian, I'm actually very grateful to my father. Although he's gone, it's because of him that I got to know you. I'm always grateful to my father. Perhaps it was because of his instructions that he gave you to me."

Hearing Xirong fuchen's words, Duan Jintian finally heaved a sigh of relief.

Xirong fuchen could feel that Duan Jintian had heaved a sigh of relief.

He sighed and said,"silly girl, I'm very clear about this. I won't be like my father. I'll cherish you well. To me, feelings are more important than power. I know who I love and what I want."

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