Yin Linger had a very clear understanding of herself. She and Lu Ning were two completely different types of women. Lu Ning was independent and confident, proud and ambitious, while she was just a cabbage. She had no other goals in life and only wanted to be together with Pingan.
Zhou Pingan's big hand gently stroked her flat belly. "My little Linger, how heartless of you to say that. I am the one who will follow you."
Yin Linger quickly smiled. That's right, he had always been obedient to her in life.
Zhou Pingan held her little hand and interlocked his fingers with hers. "Linger, you have been deeply embedded in my bones all these years. Treating you well has become a habit and instinct. My greatest wish in this life is to grow old with you."
Hearing such warm words, tears welled up in Yin Linger's eyes. However, she was happy.
She had always been so happy, and she would always be so happy.
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