After doing this, Jing Mohao drew up a legal representative name change procedure, changed his name to his and Luo Xi's names, and drafted an agreement that after he left Mo Yao, he would automatically cancel his legal person qualifications, and Mo Yao Luo Xi serves as the president of Tianxia.
After he finished the final competition, Mo Yao Tianxia was just a fragment of memory thousands of miles away to him.
It's just that this fragment will always be stored in his mind, carved into a relief, always vivid and moving in people's hearts.
Three days later, the bandage hanging on Luo Xi's neck was removed, and only a thin circle of gauze was wrapped around his elbow.
It was just a gunshot wound, just a hole, and I used the best ointment.
After a few days of recovery, it was mostly healed.
However, Lu Cheng had always explained Luo Xi's injury as a fall, which could only create the illusion of a broken bone in front of her.
Under Lu Cheng's guidance, Luo Xi walked into the elevator and came downstairs.
Looking at the door, I can see countless houses lined up all around.
Except for the young marshal's mansion where I am, the others are all bungalows, stacked one on top of another.
It is square and square, like building blocks from a child's toy box, with the boards arranged squarely into grid blocks.
If this is a workplace, then these houses should be their factories where they produce machinery.
It’s just that everything here is in gray tones, with flat floors paved with cement, neat silver-gray bungalows, and tall silver statues on the roofs, which are majestic and majestic but with a hint of room for reconciliation.
Luo Xi turned her head slightly and looked at Lu Cheng beside her, "Do you like gray very much?"
She originally thought that only the room she was in had this color, but she didn't expect that after leaving the room, everything within a radius of a hundred miles was still silver-gray.
Lu Cheng looked at her, smiled warmly, and nodded, "You can see it."
"How could you not see it when it's so obvious?"
Luo Xi glanced around, then withdrew his gaze, looked at Lu Cheng again, and asked, "But why?"
Immersing myself in such a gray space every day, won't it make me feel depressed?
Or is it because there is some story hidden in this silvery gray color, and it is related to their previous story?
"Xixi doesn't like it?"
Lu Cheng didn't answer why.
He just looked at her expression at the moment, and he was indeed a little tired.
"No, I'm just curious."
Luo Xi didn't want to embarrass him.
"Actually, you didn't like this color before," Lu Cheng said very naturally, as if he was immersed in his own memories, "It's just that you were reluctant to hit me."
"Yeah" Luo Xi raised her face and looked at him with the brightness reflected from the silver light outside.
Reluctant to hit him It's really full of pampering to be reluctant to give up.
Is it just like how he dotes on himself now?
Lu Cheng looked at her with a smile, his eyes full of tenderness and nodded.
"Then it seems that our previous relationship was pretty good, right?"
Luo Xi asked simply.
The arc at the corner of Lu Cheng's mouth broke into a laugh, and he held her hand directly, "Of course, Xixi, we had a very good relationship before, very, very good.
I chased you for four years in college, and now you are...
I am pregnant with a child, do you think our relationship is good?"
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