Jiao Yang was silent for a long ti before speaking again, "We can’t do this, it’s unfair to her."
"Do you want her to see imrsed in pain every day?" Leng Zimo retorted.
"Of course I don’t want that, but it’s impossible; she loves you, you know that better than I do. If she wanted , she wouldn’t be Mrs. Leng now."
Leng Zimo’s fingers, hanging by his side, tightened forcefully, nails piercing deeply into his skin, nearly breaking his palm. "I have a way to make her forget !"
"That’s impossible."
"Do you know why I lost my mory five years ago? She found soone to hypnotize , to make completely forget there’s a Luo Xiaoqian in this world. If she can do it, we can too."
Jiao Yang’s expression grew increasingly shocked. He knew about Leng Zimo’s mory loss but didn’t know the twists and turns of it; these secrets were new to him.
"If you agree, I’ll imdiately contact Dr. Yin. I’ve studied his work; you can replace in her heart."
"What if I don’t agree?" Jiao Yang asked.
"I’ll still seal all her mories of , then send her sowhere she won’t rember , living happily."
Five years ago, she could let go for him; five years later, he too could seal her mories, letting her continue to live happily, even if the price ant she would forget him, he wouldn’t hesitate.
Because he knows best how much this woman loves him; if she loses him, she would rather die, a situation he absolutely cannot allow.
Even if he dies, even if he’s not in this world, he wants her to live happily, to be her princess, to be her queen; her lips should always be in a smile, her heart should always be bright. She shouldn’t have insomnia, be haunted by nightmares, or wake up wanting to touch hands she’ll never reach.
Because she’s his woman, because she’s Luo Xiaoqian.
"I think..." Leng Zimo turned his face, once again fixed his gaze on Jiao Yang’s face, "That’s a situation you don’t want to see, right?"
"You’re threatening ?" Jiao Yang asked.
"That’s right, I’m willing to do whatever it takes for her. You can think I’m selfish; anyway, I just want her to be happy. Besides , you’re the only one in this world who can give her happiness... and you love her too, don’t you?" Leng Zimo took a deep breath, "I’ll leave Luo Jun for Zirui to raise; the child can take your surna. I don’t want him to be born without a father."
Jiao Yang was speechless, rely feeling suffocated, with a chest so tight it almost hurt.
Leng Zimo also stayed silent for a long ti before speaking again.
"I believe if there’s no in this world, she would love you."
Turning around to face Jiao Yang, Leng Zimo slowly extended his right hand.
"Jiao Yang, promise you’ll cherish her!"
Jiao Yang lowered his face, looked at Leng Zimo’s hand reaching towards him, hesitating.
Outside the door, footsteps sounded, then the door was gently pushed open.
The two n turned their heads simultaneously, only to see Luo Xiaoqian’s face peering from the half-open door, smiling childishly, "I... didn’t disturb you, did I?!"
"Of course not!" Leng Zimo strode over, smiling at her, "What’s wrong, are you sleepy or tired?!"
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