Tang Wei actually cried before Su Yan, "Don't cry, don't cry, okay? I really sorry for you, Su Yan, I will never let you suffer such a crime again. If you have any guilt, let me suffer!"

Su Yan wanted to laugh, but she was really fragile. "I didn't cry, you cried..." "I didn't!"

Tang Wei gritted his teeth and kept crying, "How could I be my turn to cry when I am a handsome man in Tang Wei! I don't have it!"

Lan Qiqi jumped up, "It's so embarrassing! You're just crying! Hahaha! Tang Wei is crying!"

"Control your wife, Xu Shengmin!"

Tang Wei wiped his tears in anger and said, "She spread rumors about me!"

"Tang Wei is crying!"

Su Yan smiled from the side, looking at Tang Wei's appearance of having no choice but to use Lan Qiqi, she knew that Lan Qiqi was venting her anger! After all, who dared to touch Lan Qiqi? Lan Ming's status is not a joke on you! Gently touching her belly, a caesarean section will leave a scar on her body forever, but Su Yan does not regret it.

This is the rebirth, the end of all pain.

It’s good that the children are fine. I hope that the hatred they have exchanged for over 20 years can end so that their children will no longer have to bear the same suffering.

This time, you must be ordinary people and be peaceful and happy.

****Su Yan was in confinement for a month, and when she was discharged from the hospital, a bunch of people sent gifts.

Jiang Qi and Han Rang gave a pair of bracelets.

Jiang Ling and Bai Yue gave the children's clothes and threatened to be the children's godfathers.

Eugene and Chris worked with Asuka to make a handmade crown for their children. After all, art design is their old job.

Lan Ming gave one of his bullets to Su Yan's daughter, but not to Su Yan's son.

He values ​​girls over men.

Bo Ye said he was biased, and he hummed twice and said, "What's wrong with me just like girls!" Cong Shan gave two pure gold daggers and hung them around her neck and said it was for the child to protect himself and ward off evil spirits. As a result, because the gold content is too high, it is a little soft. Su Yan's son's gums were knocked a little and then changed his shape.

From then on, the dagger was missing a corner.

Tang Shi: "..." I was worried about my childhood. This is not the second Tang Wei.

In the past, Xiao Yueliang and others from the studio designed an NPC for Su Yan and Tang Wei in the game to commemorate them.

Fu Mu, who was apologizing for Tang poetry in the past, finally sent a bouquet of flowers.

Tang Shi accepted Su Yan generously and politely, showing her magnanimity.

Ye Jingtang is the best, and he didn't pack it. When he saw Tang Wei, he took out two large gold bars from his pocket and stuffed them into Tang Wei's hand. "Hold, hold it, uncle will have more money..." Bo Ye saw it with sharp eyes and snatched it over, "Thank you uncle, thank you uncle..." Tang Shi: "..." Why are you still snatching gifts from your child?

Tang Wei took Su Yan to the newly bought house, a single-family villa with a garden. The shape of the garden was designed by Tang Wei himself. He once said that he would give Su Yan a garden and that everything he promised her was to realize it slowly in his own way.

When everyone dispersed, there were only two of them left in the garden. The child was taken to drink milk and sleep by his servants. Tang Wei held Su Yan's hand and sat in the garden watching the flowers.

The one whom Su Yan liked was planted, and there were only a few acres of rice planted in one corner.

Tang Wei went over, broke a seedling, weaved a ring with rice, and when the night was quiet, the crescent moon was hanging high, and he knelt in front of Su Yan on one knee, "Do you want to marry me?"

At that moment, the light in Su Yan's eyes was brighter than the moon.

Tang Wei stretched out his hand and turned into a magic trick. The rice ring turned into a large diamond ring, flashing and looking like bewitching people's hearts.

Do you want it?

Su Yan, do you want to marry him?

Enemies, loves, soul mates.

If this is fate.

Holding his hand gently, Su Yan said, OK.

There is no perfect match except you.

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