Chapter 1722: Brother Li, please, don't sign.

"Strictly, don't say anything."
Where is Wu Tong willing to say this to his son strictly.
What's more, she didn't think that Li Qingcang had done something wrong.
Everyone has his own reasons for doing things.
She believes in her son and believes that her son will have the best and most correct judgment.
Since Ye Tianxin and her son had been involved in the previous life, as Li Qingcang's mother, the only thing she could do was to bless and support.
"Wu Tong, you are really a woman."
Li Xing really hates that iron can't make steel. He shouldn't have let Wu Tong take the children, so that now Li Qingcang's temperament and character follow Wu Tong.
"Have you ever thought about it, Ye Tianxin is vomiting blood now, and she doesn't have a miscarriage now. Are they waiting for the baby to die?"
Strictly looking at his son indifferently, he glanced at Ye Linlang again.
"Ye Linlang is a doctor and Ye Tianxin's mother. Will she harm Ye Tianxin? Is it only his Li Qingcang's love that is great, and Xie Xuning, Ye Linlang's love for their daughter is false?"
The stern voice was sharp and cruel.
He just wanted to hit Li Qingcang severely.
He wanted to let Li Qingcang know that true love is love even if he bears all the sorrow and pain, and hopes that she is alive.
Like Li Qingcang, it is not called love.
That is selfish!
Extremely selfish!
Extremely willful!
"Xiao Cang, we all love sweethearts, but we also know that there are trade-offs in everything."
After Xie Xuning only said this sentence, he did not speak again.
Yes, they all require trade-offs.
When the child and the sweetheart can only choose one, it is natural to choose.
If they can keep these children, Ye Linlang will do his best to keep them 200%.
But if you can't keep these children, you can only do your best to keep Ye Tianxin.
This is responsibility and love.
"If Sweetheart wakes up and blames you, you can tell Sweetheart that Lin Lang and I forced you to sign."
Xie Xuning's words let Li Qingcang hold the pen silently.
Yes.
Let Ye Tianxin live.
As long as she lives, it doesn't matter if all the sadness and pain are borne by him alone.
Sweetheart, sorry.
Sorry, sweetheart.
I want you to live.
I want you to live well.
Xiaojin, sorry.
Sorry, Xiao Jin.
It's bad father.
Dad didn’t protect my mother and you...
The word "li" was written on the column where the guardian agreed.
His words are vigorous and powerful.
The nib of the oil-based pen must penetrate this thin sheet of paper.
Ye Linlang and Wu Tong couldn't bear to hold a ball, and Xie Xuning's eyes were red.
Only a dark light flashed in the eyes of strict.
Those who make big things do not stick to the trivial.
There is something to take, and there is something to do.
Only when you have a home, you have something.
When everyone was immersed in sorrow, Ye Tianxin walked out staggeringly.
With a thump, she knelt in front of Li Qingcang, stretched out her hand, and held Li Qingcang's hand.
"Brother Li, please, don't sign."
Can't sign.
That is Xiaojin.
It's her kindness.
In the previous life, she didn't protect her little sincerity.
Could it be that the same regret will be staged in this life?
"Sweetheart."
Li Qingcang looked at the sweetheart who was kneeling in front of him, fragile like a porcelain doll, with reddish eyes, a little bit more sour.
"You get up."
Ye Tianxin pushed away Li Qingcang's hand, she forcibly supported her body, turned around, and knelt in front of the four parents.