In just a few short months, Xu Xiwang has transformed from a dashing young man into an elderly man in his eighties.
"I'm fine, I'm perfectly fine, you don't need to worry about me."
Xu Xiwang smiled and looked at Lin Qingxue, saying calmly.
"I'm sorry, Hope."
Lin Qingxue felt a pang of sorrow in her heart.
"Brother Xu, are you feeling better?"
"I'm feeling better now. I have to thank you for going to the temple for my injury."
Xu Xiwang forced a smile at Han Yijian, then turned to Su Yueyao and asked softly, "Yueyao, is your mother feeling better lately?"
"You big idiot, I really want to blast you with a rocket launcher! Look at the state you're in, and you're still thinking about other people!"
When Su Yueyao heard Xu Xiwang mention her mother, tears immediately fell.
Xu Xiwang quickly raised her hand to wipe it, but found that her eyes stung and tears began to fall for some reason.
"Lin Qingxue, I am nearing the end of my life. Let's dissolve our engagement. I will no longer hold you back."
Xu Xiwang coughed a few times, his eyes bloodshot, and a deep weariness appeared on his face.
"No, no, I can't! You've proposed so many times, how can you give up? I won't allow it!"
Lin Qingxue hugged Xu Xiwang tightly, unwilling to let go, her tears falling onto Xu Xiwang's shoulder.
"Xu Xiwang, you are my fiancé, how could I let you do this?"
After saying that, Lin Qingxue suddenly threw herself into Xu Xiwang's arms and burst into tears.
Xu Xiwang's chest was soaked with tears, but he only felt more exhausted at this moment.
"If you don't like me, why waste your time on a dying man like me?"
Xu Xiwang sighed and patted Lin Qingxue's back with his withered right hand.
"I love you, I don't care, you're my fiancé, and I'll love you no matter what."
"Please, I beg you, please don't leave me."
Lin Qingxue cried her heart out.
"Qingxue, I'm sorry."
Xu Xiwang gently pushed her away, his eyes filled with apology.
"No, I hope so. I don't want you to say sorry to me. I love you, I really love you."
Lin Qingxue shook her head, looking pitiful with tears streaming down her face.
The reporters around them couldn't contain themselves any longer and kept taking pictures.
Lanxi, who had just arrived, was furious when she saw the reporters outside the door!
"A bunch of bastards!"
Upon hearing Lanxi's voice, many reporters turned to look and were overjoyed to see it was Lanxi.
Lanxi has sold them a lot of good news; the president of the Lan family is all about profit.
Who knows what good stuff we'll sell them this time?
"Mr. Lan, do you have any other special news to share?"
Upon seeing this, the reporter immediately ran to Lanxi's side and asked.
Lanxi snorted coldly, a flash of disgust in her eyes, and kicked the reporter who had just spoken to the ground, coldly saying:
"Get out! If you don't want to die, get out of here!"
"Mr. Lan, what are you doing?"
The reporter quickly stood up, looking at Lanxi with a wronged expression.
"At this critical juncture, anyone who dares to cause trouble, anyone who dares to secretly photograph our hopes, I'll chop them up and throw them into the river to feed the fish!"
Upon hearing this, the reporter couldn't help but shrink back. Work aside, life is precious.
This Mr. Lan is not joking; he's really capable of doing something like this!
Realizing this, the reporters quickly scurried away.
Lanxi looked at Xu Xiwang, whose hair was snow-white and whose face was aged, inside the door, and her heart ached terribly.
He only had one good brother. Although they were just friends, they were also true brothers.
The two looked into each other's eyes, remained silent for a long time, and then smiled at each other.
Lanxi stepped forward, hugged Xu Xiwang, patted him gently, and said, "It's good that you're back, it's good that you're safe."
"Lanxi, I'm telling you, I'm lucky and I won't die. Cough cough, don't hug me so tightly, I can't breathe."
Xu Xi broke free from Lanxi's embrace and said with a frustrated expression.
"I hope so. He's my only brother. If you really die, I'll die too!"
"Are you serious? I don't have more than two years to live. If I die then, Han Yijian, you have to kill him with one sword for me."
Xu Xiwang said with a smile, but his eyes were filled with deep sorrow.
"Pah, pah, pah! I still have to offer you incense and burn paper money."
"Go to hell!"
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