I Don't Want to Know

When Leng Jun heard her heart-wrenching words, her face gradually turned extremely pale.

It was all a lie.

Were they really all lies?

Were all these days of tender affection, in the end, all just a lie?

It was very hard for Leng Jun to believe it, and she didn't want to believe it either.

He didn't give up and tightly grabbed onto Xiamu's hand. He looked at her practically begging, "Mu Mu, you're lying to me, you're lying to me, aren't you? You must be lying to me, right? "

"No, what I said is the truth. "

Duan Zhimu once again freed himself from his grip and walked in front of Leng Huaijin to look at him.

Leng Huaijin understood what she meant, but Leng Jun was his son after all.

At this point, he actually hoped that the two children would be together even more.

But the prerequisite was that he knew that he was willing.