The Trap of the Rich: The First Lady Never Comes Home

Chapter 195 Joan's Tears (3)

"Children, your angel sister is here!" Qiao Qi stopped and looked at Du Liangchen who was walking towards this side and said.

When a group of children saw a familiar person coming, they went over and surrounded Du Liangchen.

Joan watched her quietly through the noisy cerebellum of a group of children.

She still looks so pure, like an angel who has fallen into the mortal world, spotless.

After Du Liangchen distributed the things in his hand to the children, Qiao Qi coaxed the children to play with her eyes.

Before turning around, he blinked at Joan.

Unexpectedly, her elder brother is still clever.Even if he picks a time to come to the orphanage, he will meet his goddess.

As soon as the children dispersed, Du Liangchen and Qiao An sat down on the bench beside them.

Du Liangchen bit the corner of his lips, not knowing what to say.

Joan raised her hand and stroked the hair on her forehead to the side, staring at the wound on her forehead, "Are you hurt again?"

His voice was magnetic and warm, and his shallow reproach carried real concern and distress.

When he was by his side, he was never willing to let her get hurt, not even a little bit.

It's not long now, and every time he sees her, she has new wounds.

"How are you doing?" After a pause of two seconds, Joan asked with difficulty.

He never thought that the woman he holds in his hand, the woman he wants to care for all his life, is sitting beside him now, they are close at hand, but he can only ask lightly, how are you doing?

"Okay." Du Liangchen responded with effort.

Actually not good.not good at all.

But do I have the right to complain to you?

"Does it still hurt?" Qiao An carefully touched her forehead with distressed eyes.

"It doesn't hurt anymore." Du Liangchen shook his head.

What hurts is the heart, it hurts like a knife, and it hurts like a heart.

Joan didn't speak, and the two remained silent for a few minutes.

Du Liangchen couldn't help but look up, only to see that Qiao An's gaze had been on the diamond on her neck.

The pear-shaped Taylor Barton diamonds are always so dazzling that Joann's eyes are a little dazzled.

He had given her the Star of the Deep Sea and the Spring of the Desert, but he had never seen her wear them.

The few times I saw her, she always wore the same diamond.

How did he know that Huo Qirui forcibly put this Taylor Button diamond on her, and it was identified by fingerprints. Except for him, Du Liangchen couldn't untie it by himself.

"I'm sorry." Du Liangchen said in a low voice.

In front of Joan, it seems that the words she said most recently are sorry and thank you.

"Don't say I'm sorry." Joan put her hands on her shoulders and straightened her body, her tender eyes seemed to overflow with rain, "You will never be sorry to me."

Du Liangchen gritted his teeth.

She has done so many things to sorry Joan, but Joan is still so tolerant and caring for her.

Facing Joan's eyes, the strength and bravery that had been disguised for so long collapsed in an instant.

His tenderness and pampering are always the deadliest weapons.

In front of him, Du Liangchen had no choice but to throw away his armor and flee.

At this moment, Du Liangchen just wanted to throw himself into his arms.

Suddenly, Qiao An pulled her hand in front of her, and Du Liangchen was pulled into her arms.

White hands wrapped around her waist forcefully, as if afraid of her disappearing, tightly, refusing to let go.

Du Liangchen leaned gently on his shoulder.

Very familiar taste.like grass.Like a spring breeze.like drizzle.

Like the only sunshine in life.

It would be great if all of this stopped.

It would have been nice if that night hadn't happened.

(End of this chapter)