This scene, let a person see is the heart has the feeling.

Wen Chenglin‘s eyes show kindness. He is really his grandson in rowan family. He is sensible and filial.

I just thought of filial piety and couldn‘t help seeing my eldest son.

In other words, my heart is full of sorrow.

The estrangement between him and his eldest son will not be eliminated in his life.

Some things are lifelong regrets.

Bedroom.

Claudia washed her face from the bathroom. Rowan sat on the bed and patted her to sit down.

"Why?"

He reminded her of a wisp of hair on her shoulder and wrapped it around her fingertips. He seemed to ask casually, "What did you say to her?"

"She?"

"Uh－huh."

"Male, he or female, she?" She crooked her head and smiled, "Our Chinese is so extensive and profound."

"Pupil, you know what I mean by men, women and women."

Shrugging her shoulders, she said, "I didn‘t say anything. You know, I never had anything to talk to her, did I?"

"Uh－huh."

"You don‘t believe it?"

"Letter."

She nodded and lay on the bed with her head resting on his knee, holding one of his arms in her arms and pinching his fingers to play.

Rowan looked down at her, enjoying the rare silence of this moment.

"Oh, by the way, I have something to discuss with you."

"What is it?"

"I‘m going to Linshi on a business trip tomorrow."

It was obvious that when she finished speaking, his body became stiff.

Looking up, Claudia looked at him. "What‘s the matter?"

Rowan sank his voice and asked, "When was it decided?"

"Ah?"

"Business trip."

"Well, what happened the other day?"

"So, this is a notice."

It‘s not a discussion.

There is no such stingy man.

Claudia lost his smile and sat cross－legged. "It‘s just going to Linshi. It‘s just a few days. Do you need this?"

Holding his face in both hands, she blinked with a crooked smile, "a face of bitter hatred."

This period of business trip, how to think is not simple.

She is too normal, but she is abnormal.

Rowan could not say what he felt in his heart, but vaguely felt that something big was going to happen.

To tell the truth, this feeling is very uncomfortable.

"With whom? Alger?"

"No, he has been busy with a cooperation project recently, I will go by myself. Hey, what are you worried about? I‘m so big, can‘t I make a difference? Before, I thought..."

"This is not the past." He interrupted her, "You have a family, a husband and children."

"So? I want to be a good wife and mother at home. I can‘t go out of the gate without stepping out of the gate."

"You know that‘s not what I mean." Rowan‘s voice ped a few minutes when the sword‘s eyebrows were fiercely fierce. "That‘s not what I said."

"All right." Claudia breathed out, "No matter what you say, don‘t say it. I‘m packing for the plane tomorrow morning."

On the ground, she took out her suitcase and began to tidy it up.

Rowan sat on the bed and watched her pack one dress after another into the box. She couldn‘t help asking, "How many days are you going?"

"About two or three days."

"Two or three days? Have you worn so many clothes?"

"Well, I‘m actually going to elope, okay?"

Suddenly stood up, Rowan strode up to her and grasped her slender wrist. "What did you say!"

He can‘t be, can he?

"Joking, I‘m joking." His strength was too strong. In order to prevent his wrist from being broken, Claudia begged for mercy. "What‘s the matter with you? You can‘t hear me joking? Not like you, Mr. Rowan."

Pull her into her arms and hug her tightly. Rowan frowned wearily.

He could not tell her of his uneasiness.

There is no way to prevent the unease from expanding.

Now, even if the entanglement of death also can‘t let go of her mood, he can‘t say, afraid of scaring her.

However, did he think she would not feel it if he did not say it?

It can‘t be.

Stretching his hand around his back, Claudia rubbed his shoulder. "Rowan, why don‘t we elope?"

"What?"