"What? Did you poke at your sore spot?"

Milan sneered and fought with Zhao Mengyue.

Seeing the two girls quarreling endlessly, Liu Han smiled, pulled the quilt, turned on the air conditioner, and hugged the two directly in his arms:

"Okay, what are you arguing about? It's all a family. Hurry up and rest, you have to get up early tomorrow to go to Wanwan. This time... I'm going to recognize my relatives, and then... I don't plan to take care of business matters in the future. ."

When Zhao Mengyue heard this, she asked in a daze:

"Then what are you going to do?"

Liu Han smiled slightly, his eyes full of confidence and persistence:

"Of course it's politics! A ring can't represent my heart for all of you... I have to... create a future for you and our children!"

(End of the book)

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