Chapter 457

It was a good thing that Song Yulan was pregnant.

It was just that Cao Weiguo had a headache in addition to being happy.

Bai Lijuan found him and was full of sarcasm.

She even leaned close and whispered: "I want a child too."

This was the 1960s!

Having a child out of wedlock was an extremely dangerous thing.

If discovered, it would mean ruin.

But Bai Lijuan had already brought it up.

Cao Weiguo couldn't heartlessly refuse.

What kind of man would that make him?

What kind of feelings could there be in the future?

Cao Weiguo couldn't bear to part with Bai Lijuan.

So he could only use gentle words and sweet talk.

The most important thing was to give a promise.

He obtained a satisfactory answer.

This made Bai Lijuan's mood improve.

Her face also regained its luster and smile.

Besides the underground lover Bai Lijuan, there was also his childhood sweetheart, Su Mei.

Unlike Bai Lijuan's sneakiness.

Su Mei directly brought gifts and visited.

Although she was smiling and calling her "sister" affectionately.

But when she looked at Cao Weiguo in secret, she was full of resentment.

The meaning was self-evident.

Their relationship had long since ceased to be a pure friendship.

Although they hadn't clarified the relationship, they had crossed that line.

They had done almost everything they should have done.

Watching movies, strolling in the park, walking the streets...

Holding hands... hugging... kissing...

Calling them "dogs" wouldn't be wrong at all.

Su Mei and Cao Weiguo also knew that doing this was immoral.

But feelings!

Who could explain them?

Who could control them?

Cao Weiguo never considered himself a good person.

And never thought about being any kind of moral model.

He could buy a philanthropist title in the future.

As for being a moral model or a person who moves the country, forget it.

He was just a selfish person who sought pleasure.

He just wanted to live his life freely.

He never had any lofty or great ideals.

Cao Mengde was his role model.

Lord Wei was his idol.

Fan Liu was his example.

Morality and conscience were too luxurious for him.

Life is short, only a few decades!

He didn't hope to leave his name in history, he just wanted to be happy.

As for conscience, how much is that worth?

Is it tastier than sugar?

Is it more useful than money?

Is it more fragrant than a woman?

Is it...

Hey!

Can't say any more!

This topic ends here!

Ps: Please forgive me for this filler chapter! Thank you all for your support! Wish everyone happiness!

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