"As for the matter of breaking off the engagement, we need to reach a consensus with Ju'er and Fourth Uncle. If there is even slight disagreement, tragedy might ensue." she added.

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“I hope that either Ju'er will listen to the advice of her fourth uncle and others, and give up on her own.”

"Or, perhaps Fourth Uncle and they were moved by Ju'er and willing to gamble with her."

"In this life, who's final destination isn't death? Life and death are inevitable. To die a few decades earlier or later is just a matter of time."

Let's take Chen Biao's father for example, he's also over forty. If Chen Biao really had bad luck and inherited it, he'd be gone by this age too.

“Then, he and Ju'er had another thirty years of companionship. How many thirty-year periods are there in a person's life?”

"Rather than those couples who bicker and fight their way through life, I'd rather spend thirty years together in peaceful and heartwarming companionship!"

Upon hearing her heartfelt words, Luò Fēng Táng couldn't help but reach out and grasp her slightly cold hand.

He warmed her hand with his own, looking deeply into her eyes: “If it were me, to be with the one I love most, I wouldn’t hesitate to spend my entire remaining life, even if it was just thirty years, or three months, for that matter!”

Yang Ruqing smiled gently and looked at Luofeng Tang with affection.

"Young Tang, remember what you're telling me right now."

“No matter how long we can accompany each other in this lifetime, as long as we enjoy the happiness of being together, it will be enough. If one day I disappear, you mustn't look for me. You must promise me to treat yourself well and take care of yourself. Can you do that?” she asked.

Luofeng Tang's smile froze, and her brows furrowed slightly.

"Qing'er, why does that sound so strange? Like you're saying goodbye to me?" he said.

Yang Ruqing said, "Life is but a few decades. There will always be one person who walks ahead of the others. You can think of this as a farewell and an explanation from me to you many, many years later, in our twilight years. Can you do that?"

This is a test.

Luo Fengtang looked at her and shook his head seriously, “I can’t!”

"Why?" she asked.

Luò Fēng Táng said: "There's no reason, because you are here, I have a home. I have the motivation to do anything, because I know that there is someone in this world thinking of me."

Without you, I have no home. To me, this world is meaningless. My life has no purpose!

“What do you mean by ‘no fun’? You still have girl friends, right…?” Yang Ruqing said.

Luo Fengtang shook his head and said, "Children have their own blessings. She has her own life, and in my life, there's only you. Without you, I am incomplete. An incomplete thing generally can't survive in this world for too long..."

I have to say, Luo Fengtang's words really touched Yang Ruohua deeply.

She couldn't imagine that he, capable of saying such things, cared for and depended on her to such a degree.

We often say that anyone in this world can live on after leaving someone else.

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But sometimes, there are times when you leave him.

You're done for.

He left you, he is broken.

You are destined to be inseparable.

“Let's not talk about this anymore,” Yang Ruohua said, getting up and hugging him.

"Why are we bringing up such sad things out of the blue? We're discussing Ju-er right now, there's no need to drag in something that will happen ages from now and burden ourselves unnecessarily." Yang Ruoheng said.

"No more, no more. I won't say those things that spoil the atmosphere again. It was my fault." She said in a low voice.

Luofeng Tang hugged her tighter, "Qing'er don't worry, no matter heaven or earth, I will find you. Don't doubt me!"

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She was taken aback.

Across time and space, can you find it too?

"Even if it were life or death, it couldn't separate us. You have to trust me, I can definitely do it!" Luo Fengtang's low voice once again entered Yang Ruoqing's ears.

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As if by magic, a voice within her seemed to answer, saying: Yes, I believe!

Yang Ruqing didn't pay attention to what kind of fight Ju’er and Yang Huaming were having. Compared to their father-daughter issues, Yang Ruqing felt that the Chen family's affairs were the most serious right now.

The next morning, Yang Ruqing and Luo Fengtang went to the Yi He Chun Traditional Chinese Medicine Hall in Wang Hai County together.

This trip, she came to visit as Chen Biao's mistress.

He is a waiter at her wine shop. Since something happened to his family, she needs to come and visit him.

The ward.

Yang Ruqing saw Chen Biao's father.

It had only been three or four days, but Chen Biao's father's entire spirit seemed to collapse instantly. A deathly aura emanated from him.

Yes, that's right. It's lifeless.

Yang Ruqing was very sensitive to this kind of thing. Looking at Luofeng Tang beside her, she estimated that he should have noticed it too.

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"Father, the young lady from the Eastern House and Brother Luo have come to see you."

Chen Biao came to the bedside and leaned over to whisper in his father's ear.

Yang Ruqing glanced at Chen Biao again. She estimated that it had been three or four days since he last changed his clothes? The clothes on him were all dirty, his hair was greasy, and his whole person had lost a few circles.

This is a true filial son, serving his parents without taking off his clothes.

On the sickbed, Chen Biao's father had been sleeping soundly. At this moment, when Chen Biao called out to him several times, he slowly opened his eyelids.

Seeing his father awake, Chen Biao was very happy and turned to Yang Ruqing: "East House Miss, my father is awake! You are really the lucky stars of my father. Since you came to this medical hall, my father has been in a coma and wouldn't wake up."

“The doctor said that if he’s still unconscious tonight, we have to take him home tomorrow and give up treatment. If he wakes up, my father will find something else to fuss over!” Chen Biao said excitedly.

Yang Ruqing also squeezed out a smile and said to Chen Biao, "Then you'd better go find a doctor quickly."

Chen Biao was leaving, and Luofeng Tang said: "Brother Chen Biao, why don't you stay here with your father? I'll go to the front yard and call someone."

Luo Fengtang turned and walked away.

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Here, Chen Biao's father on the hospital bed took a short while to clear his head. His eyes rolled around, and he saw Chen Biao and Yang Ruoqing.

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“Good heavens, Miss Dongjia and Bi'er, what are you both doing here? Why am I lying down? What’s going on?” Chen Biao's father asked in a hoarse voice.

Chen Biao said, "Father, you've been ill and unconscious. Mother and I are so worried about you..." Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!

Chen Biao's father was astonished, struggling to sit up, but he found that his strength seemed to have been stolen by someone.

He looked at his hands in a bit of panic, "Why can't I use any strength? Ah?"

Chen Biao quickly went over to support his father, "Father, you've been unconscious for several days now, and you can't eat anything. How could you have the strength?"

“Help me sit up, quickly, quickly!” Chen Biao’s father was even more anxious.

Chen Biao was at a loss, and his helpless gaze turned to Yang Ruoheng.

　　Yang Ruqing stepped forward and soothed Chen Biao's father, "Uncle Chen, don't rush to sit up. Because you've been lying down for several days, if you suddenly sit up, you'll get dizzy and faint again. Just lie down for a while, I'll have Chen Biao put another pillow under your head."

With the pillow stuffed in, Chen Biao's father could barely lift his head.

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