Looking at the three words 'Bibo City' above the city gate, Fang Laoliu felt like his heart was beating like a drum.

All kinds of unspeakable fears and worries.

Finally, I was even prepared to be immersed in the pig cage, and finally entered the city.

His temples are slightly frosted, his expression is haggard, his face is handsome, his body is weak, he looks like a middle-aged scribe, his clothes are clean and of high quality.

But the high-end clothes only accentuated the haggard look on his face.

Done!

Go find a wife!

Without asking much questions along the way, we arrived in front of Fang's house.

“So impressive!”

Fang Laoliu liked it as soon as he saw it.

He plucked up the courage to step forward: "Xiao below, I'm here to pay a special visit to Miss Fang Qianyi. Please inform me."

A white-haired head poked out of the concierge and walked out with a stooped body: "Who do you want to see?"

Fang Laoliu was startled at first, and almost screamed when his superb consciousness swept over him.

Damn it!

What is the origin of this Fang family? There is actually a saint-level expert here to guard the gate!?

"Fang Qianyi, Miss Fang."

"Who are you?"

"Xiao below is Miss Fang's knowledge."

"Well, Miss Fang is not here, please go back."

"Not there?" Fang Laoliu was stunned: "What are you doing?"

"Why do I need to report to you?" The old concierge rolled his eyes.

Fang Yunzheng was rejected.

If you think about it seriously, you are a middle-aged man who is down and out. When you come to the door of someone's high-end mansion, you want to meet their young lady?

What do you want to do?

And she was Fang Che’s mother. She was the concierge’s main task in the Fang family!

The old concierge looked at Fang Yunzheng's back with warning in his eyes: This guy has such a clear purpose? What the hell!

Labor and management must be cautious!

He must not be allowed to see Miss Fang!

Fang Laoliu had no choice but to find an inn to stay until night.

This night.

It's quiet at night.

When Fang Che followed Ye Huang to Nanshan for the second time.

Fang Laoliu sneaked into Fang's house quietly.

Although his cultivation is still not as good as that of the concierge, his ability to imitate all things is truly the best in the world.

God is unaware of it.

Just walked around Fang's house.

Then he locked on Fang Qianyi's small yard.

Fang Qianyi somehow had a whim this night.

It's late at night, but I still don't feel sleepy at all.

With nothing to do, I simply walked around my house, and then went to Fang Che's room. I looked at the room where my son had lived. Since I left until now, no facilities have been touched.

Everything remains as it was before.

He sat quietly on the chair and frowned. He missed her very much.

I don’t know how this little devil is doing now? He has no conscience and doesn’t know how to miss me. He has been away for several months and he doesn’t know how to go home.

Come back and be angry with me.

As I was thinking about it, I thought about my husband again. I couldn't help but stand up and look at the moon outside the window, my heart was ups and downs.

This one was even more heartless, just leaving without saying goodbye, and it had been twenty years in a flash.

It's just a complete bastard.

I'm still waiting for you to pick me up every day... It's a good thing that I haven't heard from you at all. I don't even know where your home is.

Every time she thinks of this, Fang Qianyi feels a little embarrassed.

I was totally embarrassed to mention anything to my son.

What to say?

My mother gave up her body and gave birth to a son, but she didn’t even know where she was from.

How stupid do I have to be?

As I was thinking about it, I couldn't help but curse in a low voice: "You have no conscience, the younger one has no conscience, the older one has no conscience even more! As expected of father and son, they have been passed down from generation to generation without conscience!"

At this moment, I felt that the moon seemed to change, as if it was blinking at me.

In a daze, he had the same expression as that bastard back then.

Fang Qianyi rubbed her eyes hard and said in a daze, "Am I starting to dream again?"

A soft voice said: "Qianqian..."

Fang Qianyi sat down on the chair and groaned: "This dream is so real... It's incredible, I actually know that I am dreaming..."

A man in white appeared out of thin air as if from the moonlight, passed through the window and entered the room.

"You didn't dream, Qianqian, it's really me who's here."

Fang Qianyi looked at the face in front of her that was a little older and haggard, but still vaguely the same as she remembered. She frowned and said, "It's so clear this time."

He stretched out his hand, pinched Fang Yunzheng's face, and said, "It feels good too."

Fang Yunzheng couldn't laugh or cry: "It's really me who came back to find you, it's not a dream."

Fang Qianyi looked dreamy, sitting in a daze, her pupils scattered.

He stretched out his hand, pinched his thigh hard, and then shouted: "It hurts, it hurts..."

Tears of pain are about to come down.

Fang Yunzheng felt a surge of sourness in his heart, he was still the same silly girl back then.

A wave of pity surged into my heart: "Qianqian, it's really me... I'll reply..."

After Fang Qianyi felt the pain, she sat there motionless as if she was dumbfounded.

He looked straight ahead without turning his eyes, actually losing focus.

Fang Yunzheng stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Fang Qianyi's eyes, but Fang Qianyi's eyes remained motionless.

Fang Yunzheng was startled: "Qianqian!..."

"ah!"

Fang Qianyi jumped up and panicked: "I can't survive. I have to go back to sleep. This dream is too real..."

Seeing Fang Che's bed next to him, he immediately fell down as soon as he closed his eyes.

He was hugged by Fang Yunzheng.

Feel that warm embrace.

Fang Qianyi's body trembled slightly, and she slowly began to believe it. She opened her eyes and said confusedly: "Is this... not a dream?"

"It's not a dream!"

"It's really not a dream!"

"Then you...are it true?"

"Of course it's true!"

"How do you prove that you are true?" Fang Qianyi broke away from the embrace and retreated to the bed, with fear on her face.

"Then how do you want me to prove it?" Fang Yunzheng asked.

"If you are serious, then you still remember how you pursued me?" Fang Qianyi asked.

"I didn't pursue you..."

Fang Yunzheng had a dark look on his face: "You were the one who took the medicine and made me strong..."

"Bastard thing!"
To be continued...