Hearing this, Fang Ziqing smiled and said, “Junjun, this is not your father. If your father were him, it would be fine!”
Li Ziran sighed and said, “Ziqing, let’s stop making fun of the Kunlun God of War. He is a god, not a mortal!”
“By the way, I remember that Jun Jun was the first to call out Dad, right? Thank you so much!”
Fang Ziqing remembers that when the child was just learning to speak, Li Ziran was not teaching his mother, but his father.
Li Wangjun’s first sentence is “Dad”.
Fang Ziqing looked at Li Ziran seriously and said, “Ziran, I know that your affection for Ye Junlin will last until death. But you have to accept the reality. Even if he is dead, there is a high probability that he will not appear. “
“It might even follow his father, who had married a wife and had children a long time ago. It’s not that there is such a possibility!”
“Hey!”
Li Ziran’s heart sank.
This may not happen.
Ye Lingtian did just that.
It’s normal to do this as his son.
“You have to take care of everything alone. The courage on your shoulders is too heavy! And you are still young. I suggest you find another one to accompany you on your journey! Jun Jun also needs a father!”
Fang Ziqing said a heart-warming way.
“Ziqing, don’t mention this! What’s more, I’m taking the child, who can look at me?”
Li Ziran directly refused.
Fang Ziqing is happy; “Are there few people pursuing you in Ziran? Everyone doesn’t mind if you take your children! What’s more, who would refuse your status and identity? There are many young talents among them!”
When Fang Ziqing mentioned this, Li Ziran wanted to upset her foster father, Lin Haotian, and wanted to promise her a marriage.
The foster father was so kind to her and Jun Jun, and Li Ziran was thinking about how to refuse this matter.
“Zi Ran, Mr. Lin appreciates your character. The husband-in-law he chose for you is really one in a thousand. Don’t worry. You are absolutely satisfied!”
“Tomorrow the person selected by Mr. Lin will come to Jiangbei! Will you please take a look?”
Fang Ziqing smiled.
Li Ziran sighed, “Let’s see each other!”
But she has no other ideas.
Just to deal with the foster father.
“En, I believe you will be satisfied! For the sake of Junjun, just look at everything!”
“In addition, doesn’t Aunt Zhou agree to it?”
Zhou Yingying also knew about this.
She also agreed.
The next day.
Suddenly, Duan Tianyang led his subordinates to a remote entrance in Jiangbei. There were no traffic roads here. Instead, they were all steep roads, and tourists were generally prohibited from coming here.
All of them stood in two rows, Duan Tianyang paced around, seeming to be waiting for someone.
Finally, half an hour later, there was a roaring sound over there.
Immediately afterwards, a long dragon of chariots formed a mighty attack.
There are flags flying above the first few tanks.
In addition to the Daxia flag, there is also a flag with the word “Kunlun” printed on it.
A majestic momentum came across.
Everyone in Duan Tianyang was in awe.
“Welcome to the triumphant return of Kunlun Railway Brigade!”
“Welcome to the Kunlun God of War!”
Duan Tianyang stood up straight and shouted in salute.
…
The soldiers standing on both sides also shouted.
This team is naturally the team led by Ye Junlin!
This is Daxia’s invincible division!
Is the pride of Daxia!
It is the soul of Daxia’s army!
Killed the Blood King Palace twice.
This time it was a miracle, shortening the time by more than half!
The convoy stopped.
The window of a car rolled down, revealing Ye Junlin’s face.