Today's high-waisted and elegant A-line mini skirt in black. It has the Upper East Side socialite look of New York, yet it is not lacking in elegance and simplicity. It has a beautiful 1950s noblewoman feel to it. Especially accentuating the waist and legs, with a reddish-brown color at the knee area.

  More importantly, her companion... Her father. A charcoal gray suit paired with a black shirt. Formal leather shoes. No extra decorations at all. This set is extremely lethal. The suit's cut is very slim-fitting. A slender figure paired with an elegant demeanor...... Holding hands and walking in. Who wouldn't secretly admire?

  "Ah-ah." Her bridesmaid classmates came out to greet her.

  Fan Xue is a university classmate of Fang Yu. Both are from Wu Da. Naturally, they recognize Gao Lian. "Professor Gao." A respectful shout with a hint of secret admiration.

  Everyone at Wu Da knows that Gao Yan is the precious daughter of Gao Lian. When Gao Yan was in college, she didn't live on campus. Apart from studying, she rarely participated in school activities. To be honest, she's like a little princess. Everything is taken care of by Gao Lian personally. However, the Gao family handles things very low-key. People can understand that they all know Yan Yan has health problems.

  Now, looking at it, the princess is still a princess. In terms of temperament, that elegant and refined demeanor makes people feel like they've been pampered. Between innocence and nobility, it's as if a gentle lady is being delicate. People can only sigh, high-ranking officials are indeed good at raising daughters, just look at how they've spoiled this precious daughter.

  She's quite generous and open-minded. Gao Yan smiled, with a small dimple appearing at the corner of her right lip. When she genuinely smiles, it's especially sweet and elegant. "A hundred years of good union." She handed over a plump red envelope.

  Fan Xue took it over. Just thinking of calling Gao Lian to go to the inner hall together, at this time, a room on the other side seemed to have someone quarreling. Fan Xue happened to glance over in the direction of the noise... As soon as she looked over...

  "Sorry. Fan Xue. I have something to attend to." She suddenly looked startled, and hastily got up, unknowingly walking in that direction.

  "Let's go." Fan Xue followed him in confusion for a few steps. Gao Yang raised his hand to comfort her politely. "It's okay, you guys go ahead and busy yourselves. I'll go take a look. We'll come over later." Fan Xue nodded and turned back.

  Gao Yun also furrowed his brow at this time. He looked anxious and hurried, first jogging a few steps before stopping again. He walked slowly, his eyes fixed on the other side, as if he was still trying to get a clear view of the situation.

  Looking back on those days...

  That's not it. Isn't the head of the unit Zhang Jin?

  He stood face to face with a woman, his complexion deathly pale. One hand tightly grasped the woman's arm, and in his eyes were... incredulity, and what seemed like a hint of pain that was about to overflow.

  "Let go."

  The woman glanced at him and grasped his arm. His eyes were cold.

  "Now that you've seen it, I don't need to hide it from you anymore. Let's break up."

  Zhang Jin's hand tightened noticeably. The blue veins on the back of his fingers... Ah, men... Especially a man with such dignity. And... Pouring out his heart sincerely... How painful it must be...

  "Ow..." The woman let out a cry. She was expecting the man to be as gentle as he had always been. With just one "ow", he immediately became extremely careful...

  The man indeed loosened his grip, but his eyes were icy cold.

  "All these years don't mean anything anymore? The two words 'break up' are so easily spoken. Just say it out loud."

  He spoke very slowly. Not a question. A statement. Cold as ice. Painful as ice. Can pierce to the deepest part of everyone's heart.

  The woman lowered her head, as if making up her mind. Then she raised her eyes and looked straight at him, saying again.

  "Break up." Without any hesitation.

  "Zhang Jin..." On the side, Yuan Fengying also called out in concern.

  It turned out that the commotion earlier was just the Residents' Committee trio's exclamation.

  Zhang Jin saw his girlfriend being hugged intimately by a man as they came out of the elevator. He rushed over and gave the man a punch. Who knew? Things were complicated. Luo Gan was at a loss. Went to mediate, didn't know which side he was helping. In the midst of chaos, he actually heard him call that man "brother" ... Anyway, it was all chaotic.

  Now, it's no longer a big deal about being confused and unclear.

  At this moment.

  She deeply pitied this man. His coldness. The faint tremble of his fingertips. The fist he wanted to clench but couldn't no matter what... All deeply stimulated Gao Yan.

  Her fingertips were also trembling slightly. She too wanted to clench. Wanted to clench into a fist. Wanted to help him. Clench together into a fist...

  She looked a bit dazed. But her eyes sparkled brightly as she turned around to look for her dad.

  She walked towards her father.

  "Dad, everything I said just now was a lie. Don't believe me. I want to help him."

  Finished speaking. Turned his head.

  Hold your head high. Unutterable brilliance shines from the bottom of his eyes... Confidence. Conquest. Strength.

  It was the first time she had seen him so close up, and his small face was so devilishly handsome.

  She saw her elegantly and calmly walking towards Zhang Jin, her high heels clicking out a rhythmic pace that was truly worthy of her grandmother's legacy.

  "Zhang Jin." This shout sounds loud and straightforward, neither too close nor too distant. In fact, it's both intimate and respectful. The intimacy comes from the admiration for him, a kind of unrestrained adoration; the respect is rooted in a sincere and mutually supportive emotion.

  "Ah." The three members of the Residents' Committee looked at her. This glance had an inexplicable charm to it. Ah, ah... she...

  Zhang Jin also turned his head. It was a bit unexpected to see Gao Yan here. Another one... such a Gao Yan... In her impression, she had never called him by his name directly before.

  But what was even more unexpected for Zhang Jin was...

  He saw him looking at himself. First, he smiled slightly. This smile was absolutely not weaker than when he said "hundred years of good harmony" to Fan Xue earlier.

  Then...

  Many years later, Zhang Jin thought back to this moment and had to admit that although he and she didn't have a deep connection, at that moment, Gao Yun was deeply etched in his heart. He couldn't forget such a Gao Yun.

  She slightly raised her right hand and walked closer to him. Trust. Focus. Dependence.

  Held his hand.

  Very heavy.

  As if pouring all his strength into his hands, he clenched them into a fist with a strong spirit.

  But

  Her other hand gently stroked her own belly like a breeze rustling willows.

  "This moment may not be telling you that it's time. But that night we... I'm pregnant. It's your child."

  Happiness.

  The corners of her mouth. The tips of her eyebrows. Absolutely sparkling happiness.

  Rumble...

  The world suddenly collapsed completely at this moment...

  Because.

  At this damn "happy" moment when I was happily rubbing my happy belly and said, "I'm pregnant. It's your child."

  Clever to death.

  Rear side.

  "A group of high-ranking officials and their relatives" - a whole bunch of old masters, big masters, and little masters are coming over in a mighty procession.

  Come on.

  Zheng Jing

  Gong Xiaoyue

  Including our commander-in-chief in this military exercise, Commander-in-Chief Han Yingqin.

  Every single word was heard clearly and distinctly. The happy little face was also seen as clear as can be.

  "Whoever gets me pregnant first, I'll marry whoever it is." This damn curse... Like a thunderbolt in the palm of Lei Mu's hand, it struck again and again at the ears of the military officers, striking repeatedly until their faces turned blue and they spat out blood.

  Wow. High waves.

  Highly...

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