"No."
Wen Lechun's confident voice rang out, "Whoever turns against me over this matter is not my brother, Wen Lechun."
I would never give up my sweetheart for the sake of so-called brothers.
Furthermore, I, Wen Lechun, have a clear conscience and have not wronged anyone.
I strive for my own happiness, take responsibility for myself, and take responsibility for the woman I love. As for everything else, nothing is as important as her in my heart.
Those who are still my brothers, I, Wen Lechun, will definitely support each other.
"If you don't want to be my brother, I, Wen Lechun, won't force you. Goodbye."
"It seems you're serious."
Su Jingtian didn't know whether to be happy for the person in front of him or to feel sorry for his brother Peng Qibo.
"Of course I'm serious."
Wen Lechun nodded. "Even if none of you acknowledge me as your brother, I will not regret it, because none of you are as important to me as she is."
She is the dearest person in my world, the one I'll spend my life with, hand in hand, growing old together, her shadow beside me. We shared the same bed in life, and we'll be buried together in death.
"Well said!"
Yang Shujue pushed open the door and entered.
Regardless of their reactions, they gave Wen Lechun a thumbs up, saying, "Good buddy, you're the most clear-headed person in the world."
Unlike some people with screws in their heads, who value family, brothers, and gossipy relatives more than their own wives.
He doesn't even consider who he'll actually spend his life with.
Good bro, based on what you just said, I think Jingyu made the right choice in selecting you.
Only you can give Jingyu true happiness.
"..."
Su Jingtian looked at his incredibly excited wife and didn't know what to say.
He knew very well what kind of personality his wife had and what her views on life were.
It's safe to say that what Wen Lechun just said really resonated with his wife.
"Thanks."
Wen Lechun came to her senses and thanked Yang Shujue.
His gaze shifted to Lin Jingyu, and a bright smile appeared on his face. "Jingyu, what brings you all here? Would you like to have lunch together today?"
"I don't care, you can arrange it as you see fit."
Lin Jingyu responded softly.
She appeared calm, but inadvertently avoided his burning gaze.
The slight tremor in my heart caused by the other person's words inexplicably stirred up emotions that shouldn't have arisen.
So she turned around and walked out decisively, saying, "I have things to do, you guys chat first."
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