Rebirth of a Village Girl novel Chapter 1368

Chapter 1368: 347: Flying into a rage for a beloved woman

Du Jiaojiao smiled and said, "Of course it’s true! Would I lie to you about something like this?"

After speaking, Du Jiaojiao continued, "And it’s triplets!"

Lord Du put down his pen.

"Pei Zhi must be very happy."

"Of course! Pei Zhi is already thirty-three this year, and suddenly having triplets, how could he not be happy? By the way, I’m planning to go to Beijing tomorrow. Do you want to come?"

Lord Du nodded slightly, "This is a big celebration, of course we should go."

"Then I’ll go and make preparations."

"Okay."

Lord Du watched the direction Du Jiaojiao disappeared in for a long time before the smile at the corner of his mouth slowly faded, and a trace of bitterness appeared in his eyes.

After a while, he turned and walked into the study room.

At the very top of the bookshelf was a safe.

Lord Du opened the safe and took out a painting from inside.

The painting was well-preserved.

Once unfolded, the background was an endless starry sky, with a jungle below.

There was a pile of firewood burning under a tall tree.

Several fireflies hovered around the bonfire.

A strand of long black hair cascaded from the tree.

Like ink wash.

The scene was beautiful and peaceful.

Upon closer inspection, one could see that hidden among the tall branches was actually a person, with a graceful posture, like a spirit of the wilderness.

Delicate white fingertips slowly touched the painting, gently caressing it.

Inch by inch.

The fingertip carried a bit of coldness, and even his elegant features were tinged with a layer of frost.

If possible, he wished he could return to that moment in the painting and stay there forever.

Had he known that in the latter half of his malicious life, someone like her would appear.

Then he would have strived to be a good person.

Unfortunately, life does not have the words "had I known."

After a while.

A crystal-clear droplet fell onto the painting.

Blurring the stars.

One drop, two drops, three drops...

By the time he realized it, most of the starry sky had been blurred.

He hurriedly wiped the painting, but the more he wiped, the more the painting became blurry.

East Wing.

Chu Xiangyi sat on the bed, staring blankly at the June snow outside the window.

"Xiangyi sister." Chu Yuehong walked in from outside, her belly large with pregnancy.

"Yuehong is here." Upon seeing Chu Yuehong, a faint smile appeared on Chu Xiangyi’s pale face.

Chu Yuehong walked over to Chu Xiangyi, "Xiangyi sister, do you really want to do this for a man?"

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