Transfer? What empathy and what you don’t know are all pretending, just to let her write and say it herself. All this is too much.

[Chen Zichuan, you bastard!] Cai Yan scolded her lightly, but she had to admire Chen Xi's superior skills. If she had not had the slightest intention, she would not have been moved at all. However, this was impossible, and it was Chen Zichuan after all!

"Hu, hu, hu~" Cai Yan once again tried hard to adjust his breathing and calm his mind, but he had already figured out that Cai Yan could not hide his blushing face no matter how he calmed his mind. Although a hint of anger appeared from time to time, he did not mean to get angry.

"The Goddess of Luo, I didn't expect that even with my talent, I would have been deceived. But that guy was still too proud. Well, suddenly I felt a little embarrassed. After all, he was his own student." Cai Yan was a little dazed, but he tried hard to shake his head and threw these things out.

[You must be calm, you are Cai Yan. You must be calm, you must be calm, go and write books quickly, write books quickly, write books dictatedly today.] Cai Yan tried hard to calm down his mind, then got out of bed and sat next to several tables, laying the paper flat, and silently began to write the kingdom dictatedly.

As beautiful words flowed out from Cai Yan's pen, Cai Yan's mood finally returned to her calmness. She was a cold-hearted woman. If Chen Zichuan had not used too exquisite techniques today, she would not have been able to tear her mind apart.

On the other hand, Chen Xi hugged Zhen Mi who was crying bitterly at this time. No matter how hard the other party struggled, he would hold him tightly in his arms. Although his physical fitness was poor, he could still hold a weak woman, Chen Xi.

Zhen Mi also struggled from the beginning to now completely giving up struggling, just hugging her head in Chen Xi's arms, while Chen Xi lowered her head with a sad face and constantly comforted Zhen Mi.

[What should I do now?] Chen Xi's miserable expression could not cover up the brain that had already exceeded its limit. It can be said that this was the most peak moment in Chen Xi's history. The high speed of his brain had already made him feel hot.

"Why? Why do you treat me like this!" After wet Chen Xi's clothes, he slowly looked up, and Zhen Mi stared at Chen Xi with a hint of scarlet red eyes. The sobs were filled with sorrow, and the soft questioning was full of sorrow.

Chen Xi couldn't answer. Can he say that he didn't write it himself?

Will you believe it? No, he is Chen Zichuan, who is overwhelming for a lifetime, and Chen Zichuan is in the air with a lonely moon. That kind of answer can only make Zhen Mi, who is on the verge of heartbreak, collapse instantly, and he dare not even bear some responsibility. I am afraid that all the perfection that Zhen Mi constructed in the past will collapse, and then Zhen Mi will collapse.

"Master Cai... Zhao Ji is more beautiful than me?" Zhen Mi said softly.

"No." Chen Xi's low and dry voice.

"Then why..." Zhen Mi asked with her eyes blankly, as if she was asking Chen Xi, or as if she was asking herself.

"That was written for her, not for you." Chen Xi said decisively, as if he had known Zhen Mi's question in advance, and answered it directly.

At this moment, Chen Xi had no choice but to make sure that this fu was written for Zhen Mi and ended up being written as Cai Yan. The blow to Zhen Mi would be greater than that Chen Xi said that it was written for Cai Yan. After all, the former was defeated by Cai Yan for Zhen Mi, while the latter could only show that Chen Xi was a scumbag who was eating in the bowl and looking at the pot.

"Let me go!" Zhen Mi was stunned at first when she heard this, then struggled hard, and scolded her with anger, but Chen Xi closed her eyes and hugged Zhen Mi tightly.

"Let me go." Zhen Mi's struggle gradually became smaller and her voice became low. Zhen Mi already understood what Chen Xi meant, and then began to sob in a low voice.

"Why, why have you spent so much effort on Cai Zhaoji? Why aren't you me?" Zhen Mi sobbed in a crying voice.

Chen Xi did not answer, but just hugged Zhen Mi to comfort him. He knew very well that Zhen Mi wanted not to answer, but to vent, and at this time, everything he said was wrong, which could only make both sides farther and farther away. After all, Zhen Mi was no longer the child who was like his daughter in his memory, but a girl who really grew up and had her own thoughts.

"Let me go and let me calm down." Zhen Mi did not wait for Chen Xi's answer, and slowly closed her eyes and said softly with desolation, "Zichuan, am I really your fiancée?"

"Yes!" Chen Xi said firmly.

"But why do I feel like it was a few years ago?" Zhen Mi said in a sad voice, "I haven't waited for your poems or your love. In your heart, I am still the little girl who serves tea in Bohai."

"No..." Chen Xi explained, preparing to give Yu Zhen Mi the correct answer, but was interrupted by Zhen Mi and said softly with that tone of confiding, "Now I finally understand that everything is just my fantasy."

"At the time when Chen Hou's young man was overwhelmed the Zhen family, Mi was moved by it, and then he still remembered it fresh. Now, everything afterwards was just chasing the impression of that moment, and Chen Hou had never given a formal reply." Zhen Mi's sad tone gradually became calm, and the intimacy and alienation gradually appeared. The two sides were obviously close, but Chen Xi obviously felt alienated.

"What my mother said back then may be correct. Mi in Chen Hou's eyes was not his wife, but his daughter, which was really sad." Zhen Mi's tears gradually faded away, her eyes calmed down, and the sobs in her words gradually disappeared.

"Let me go, Hou Chen, the Zhen family in Zhongshan Wuji, also has their own pride." Zhen Mi said half-closed her eyes and said in a completely unusual tone.

"That was the past, not the present." Chen Xi shook his head and said. He could feel that if he answered the wrong answer next, the person in his arms would be completely separated from him.

"But without the past, how can there be the present?" Zhen Mi's calm but unmoving voice looked at Chen Xi with her godless eyes, tears were still left, but they were full of determination.

Chen Xi looked at Zhen Mi's cheek and knew that explanation was useless. She lowered her head and kissed her directly. At the first time she was kissed, Zhen Mi's body stiffened, and her originally unsightly eyes also became panicked, but then Zhen Mi pushed Chen Xi away vigorously.

"You...you..." Zhen Mi pushed Chen Xi away and pointed at Chen Xi in a panic.
Chapter completed!