And now, Bei Ran is making the twins grow up without a father.
She lacked fatherly love when she was a child, and now she is repeating her own story, making her children also lack fatherly love.
When Bei Ran passed by Tao Yu’en, she also felt the feeling that Tao Yu’en wanted her dead.
This feeling, she has experienced it six years ago and now, it feels like it was just yesterday.
Bei Ran didn’t know how she managed to follow Zheng Tong back to the lounge; as soon as they arrived, Zheng Tong closed the door, then collapsed onto the sofa and sat down: "So tiring, a wedding is all about the show, and the one who ends up tired is oneself! Miss Bei, aren’t you tired?"
Bei Ran’s face was still a bit pale, she gently shook her head: "If you’re tired, rest for a bit. Mr. Duan will handle things up front!"
Zheng Tong nodded: "I used to think getting married was a personal affair, but as I grow older, I believe more and more that it’s a matter of two families."
Bei Ran poured her a glass of water and handed it over: "Actually, marriage is like a box of chocolates, how it tastes is sothing one knows best."
"By the way, thank you for what you did at the wedding," Zheng Tong was straightforward.
If it hadn’t been for Bei Ran saying so things, leading Duan Feixun to make changes, perhaps the banquet would have been called off by now, let alone the continuation of the wedding.
Bei Ran smiled slightly: "It’s what I should do, no need to thank for doing my job."
Zheng Tong sighed softly: "Though it’s your job, I feel you have insights on marriage, so co on, share them with !"
Bei Ran also poured herself a glass of water to drink, her marriage had failed, though it was dood from the start, what was there still to say!
"I wouldn’t say it’s insight, just that I feel marriage is also a profound discipline. Many learned people might not handle marital issues well, I’m still learning too." Bei Ran said after taking a sip of water.
The two sat for a while, and Zheng Tong rested for a bit before getting up to go ahead and toast the guests with Duan Feixun.
Now it was mainly ti for interaction between the bride, the groom, and the guests, so Bei Ran could also have a mont of leisure.
She went out to the balcony to breathe in so cold air, at the wedding site, she always felt as if a cold, venomous stare followed her persistently.
When a cold breeze blew, Bei Ran breathed a sigh of relief.
Just then, a voice like a venomous snake ca over: "It’s been six years since we last t, you still live so decently and splendidly?"
Bei Ran took a deep breath, turned around abruptly, and facing Tao Yu’en who was relentlessly following her, she retorted coldly: "Six years without eting, but so people were venomous snakes back then, and they still are."
Tao Yu’en was clearly surprised; Bei Ran used to be naive and shy six years ago, and dared not to openly mock her like this.
Tis change, and Bei Ran after these six years had undergone a qualitative transformation.
Tao Yu’en reached out to hit Bei Ran, but her wrist was grabbed firmly, "What? Want to hit ?"
Bei Ran’s strength wasn’t great, but her aura was dramatically different today; she wasn’t the weak and naive Bei Ran from six years ago, having been bitten by this venomous tongue before, did it still want to bite her now?
Tao Yu’en, taken aback by Bei Ran’s strong aura, stepped back and still spoke sinisterly: "Don’t try to be with Tang San anymore, otherwise, I will make you taste what it’s like to be gang-raped like six years ago..."
Having said that, Tao Yu’en turned and left the balcony.
Bei Ran’s face turned pale, all her firmness seed to crumble at that mont.
She leaned on the balcony railing, like a fish out of water, gradually drying up on the beach, gradually losing its source of life.
Tao Yu’en walked out of the balcony, then made a phone call, calling Qian Zhi Ling over.
"Aunt, did you enjoy the banquet?" Qian Zhi Ling ca over, supporting Tao Yu’en’s arm, "Are you tired? Want to take you for an authentic Thai massage?"
Tao Yu’en shook her head, "You young people often go to bars or sothing, isn’t there so kind of drug powder, try to handle it that way..."
Qian Zhi Ling imdiately went to do so.
At the wedding, everyone was happily eating the fine dishes, the sounds of laughter and toasting continued incessantly.
Gu Qingchen searched the banquet hall and didn’t see Bei Ran’s figure.
He worried that her ankles could not withstand standing for long, they might hurt or deform.
Gu Qingchen stood up, with Fang Zimo sitting next to him, not forgetting to tease him: "I’m telling you, you can’t let go yet you’re not chasing after her openly!"
Gu Qingchen couldn’t be bothered with Fang Zimo, Bei Ran was still angry with him over Zong Zheng!
And moreover, she and Tang San ford a family of three; no matter how much he couldn’t let go, he couldn’t bear the thoughts of a child longing for a father.
On the balcony.
Bei Ran, after a while, still felt surrounded by a chilling murderous aura, the cold air around her made her bitingly cold like snow.
She slowly squatted down, hugged herself with both hands, continuously cheering herself up.
Suddenly, a solid hand was placed on one of her shoulders.
Bei Ran was initially startled, then a familiar feeling washed over her.
She didn’t turn around; she knew Gu Qingchen had co!
As soon as Gu Qingchen arrived, he saw her squatting on the ground, thinking her ankle was in pain again, he softly scolded, "How many tis do I have to tell you? High heels are a killer to a woman’s health!"
Before Bei Ran could speak, he had already lifted her up in a princess carry.
"Gu Qingchen..." Bei Ran did not want to be held in such a posture by him, nor did she want others to see them.
Gu Qingchen saw her pale face and the cold sweat leaking out, his handso face imdiately chilled, and while staring at her, she felt as if he was about to severely reprimand her.
But, she too could be fragile.
She too yearned for a shoulder to lean on, especially after being hurt.
Despite Gu Qingchen’s reprimand at that mont, Bei Ran still wanted to lean on his shoulder.
Because, in the embrace of his strong, masculine shoulders, she wouldn’t sll the cold air anymore.
Because, in his wide and hot chest, she wouldn’t feel the fear of being entwined by a venomous snake anymore.
Everyone has a wound hidden beneath the moonlight.
Bei Ran had her own wound, though it had been six years, yet when soone peeled off the scar, it was an indescribable pain.
She knew that she was already divorced from him, she shouldn’t covet his scent anymore.
But at this mont, let her lean on him for a while, just for a while.
Gu Qingchen didn’t expect her to nestle so obediently against him; just earlier today, she was sharp and didn’t hesitate to counter him.
He thought of that figure which made her look pale and lost; had she encountered it again?
Gu Qingchen carried her to the sofa in the resting room, and Bei Ran deeply inhaled his scent.
So good!
It’s positive energy!
As he bent down to untie her shoelaces, Bei Ran couldn’t help but tease, "Hey, Great Doctor, don’t bring your occupational disease to the wedding! You should be having fun!"
Gu Qingchen was still holding her ankle; he glanced up and saw this woman put on her disguise again, hiding her true emotions, continuing her seemingly carefree life.
She was very good at masking her true emotions, Gu Qingchen just lightly glanced at her, she did not speak, and he did not ask.
This was a tacit understanding ford over their four years of married life.
"It seems the ankle isn’t hurting anymore?" Gu Qingchen said indifferently.
"Thanks for your concern!" Bei Ran prepared to retract her foot; when they were not divorced, he had not held her foot so frequently, but now that they were divorced, why did their intimacy seem to have levelled up?
This isn’t right!
Really isn’t right!
Bei Ran tried to withdraw her foot from his large hand for the first ti, but wasn’t successful.
The second ti, when she still wasn’t successful, she widened her eyes, "Let go!"
Gu Qingchen looked at her still sowhat pale cheeks, "If you’re tired, go back and rest first, let your colleagues follow up on other things!"
No matter who she encountered at the banquet, since it upset her, it’s better to leave early.
"No!" Bei Ran said resolutely, "A person needs to finish what they start. This ti, I won’t back down, and I won’t in the future either."
She was no longer the Bei Ran who could be bullied like six years ago, no one could bully her anymore!
After she finished speaking and saw that Gu Qingchen was still holding her ankle, she said sowhat angrily, "Gu Qingchen, let go!"
Gu Qingchen looked at her flushed little face, "You are the first woman whose foot I’ve massaged!"
Bei Ran glared at him, yet heard him ask, "Is it comfortable?"
Undeniably, as a doctor, his large hands knew the acupoints of the feet better than anyone. While he massaged, it was extrely comfortable, not only relaxing her ntally but also creating a tingling, itchy, and numbing sensation...
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