However, Yi Yao was too weak to escape from Wei Heng's hands.
It wasn't until she felt like she was almost out of breath that Wei Heng finally let go of her hand.
Yi Yao immediately took a few steps back, keeping a distance from Wei Heng, and blushed on her cheeks.
With eyes full of annoyance, he stared at Wei Heng angrily and asked, "What are you doing!"
Wei Heng remained calm-faced, showing no emotion, and responded calmly: "You are too noisy."
Hearing this, Yi Yao felt extremely ridiculous that Wei Heng would do such a thing to her for this reason.
"Don't you think your reason is too high-sounding?" Yi Yao scolded sternly.
With lightning speed, he raised his hand and slapped Wei Heng hard, his voice was particularly clear.
Then, Yi Yao turned around and strode away, leaving only a shadow of Wei Heng's back and a silent tear falling from the corner of his eye.
For her, kissing should be the most romantic time with the person you love, but Wei Heng broke her dream.
Heavy snow gradually began to drift in the sky, and before Yi Yao could walk far, she fell into a warm embrace.
A familiar smell filled her nose, and Yi Yao frowned, "Wei Heng, don't make me hate you so much."
However, Wei Heng held on to Yi Yao tightly and refused to let go. A low and magnetic voice blurted out and reached the other person's ears.
"Didn't you ask me before why I came to Haicheng? I can tell you the answer now, it's because of you."
Wei Heng put down his work in Yongcheng and said he came to Haicheng on a business trip, but in fact, the main purpose was to stay with Yi Yao.
He wanted to give it a try and see if Yi Yao could willingly go back with him and continue to stay by his side.
However, when he noticed the disgust for him in Yi Yao's eyes, he couldn't help but lie in his heart.
This was an unprecedented feeling for Wei Heng in more than 20 years, which made him want to hold on tightly to Yi Yao, who seemed to be about to disappear.
No matter what method he uses or what price he pays, he will not hesitate.
Yi Yao listened to Wei Heng's words, but felt that the other party was deliberately teasing, "Because of me? You're not joking, are you?"
There was a strong self-deprecation in his tone, "President Wei Da, I don't have time to accompany you to fool around here."
Wei Heng put his hands on Yi Yao's shoulders, tightened his fingers gradually, and said with serious eyes, "I'm not kidding you."
Now that things have happened, Wei Heng no longer hides his thoughts and simply tells everything.
"I like you. From the day you had an accident and gave birth to Xiaomu prematurely, I knew I was in love with you."
The reason why he never said anything before was because he felt that Yi Yao would always belong to him and would never leave.
But until Yi Yao followed Xing Yan all the way to Haicheng, he showed a nonchalant attitude.
All of this seems to tell Wei Heng that he has lost Yi Yao. No, it should be said that he has never had Yi Yao.
In the past, Wei Heng was a little too confident and seemed to have forgotten that Yi Yao was also a human being, with flesh and blood and feelings.
Scars will remain after physical injuries heal, not to mention the heart.
The words of confession were like a mountain weighing heavily on Yi Yao's chest, and she looked at Wei Heng in disbelief.
Pushing Wei Heng's hand away, his eyes were dull, "What are you kidding me about? You like me? Ha! How is that possible?"
Yi Yao was full of doubts about Wei Heng's intentions. She could never trust someone who had hurt her.
Although Yi Yao had long expected this reaction, Wei Heng still felt a little disappointed in his heart.
"When have you ever seen me joke with you?" Wei Heng's tone was serious, and there was no unnecessary expression on his face.
The firm words fell into Yi Yao's ears, and she stared at Wei Heng blankly for a long time...
Yi Yao lowered his eyes and blurted out decisive words.
"Whether you really like me or you are just saying this for Xiaomu, there will never be anything between us. You'd better leave and stop disturbing my life."
Those words made Wei Heng's heart tremble, and he subconsciously took a few steps back, his eyes full of hurt.
Without waiting for Wei Heng's reaction, Yi Yao strode away and disappeared around the corner.
Wei Heng kept standing in the snow, with the cold wind blowing against his face, and his hair turned gray.
There were almost no pedestrians on the roadside, and the street lights gradually lengthened Wei Heng's shadow, making him look particularly lonely.
Yi Yao sent a message to Xing Yan and Liu Ying, returned home, hid in front of the window and looked at the scenery outside.
Her heart seemed peaceful, but it felt like there was a stone weighing on her, making her feel uncomfortable and depressed.
Boom, boom, boom!
There was a knock on the door, and Xing Zhuo walked in, with a kind face showing concern for Yi Yao.
"Yaoyao, I see you feel depressed as soon as you come back. If you have something on your mind, tell me about it."
Yi Yao turned around after hearing the sound, pretending to be relaxed, "Dad, what can happen to me? You are overthinking it."
As everyone knows, Yi Yao's words are not enough to convince Xing Yan. As a father, how could he not know his daughter's thoughts?
"You are thinking about Wei Heng, right?" Xing Zhuo said bluntly, revealing Yi Yao's thoughts.
Yi Yao was stunned, but finally nodded and gave a positive answer, "Yes, he said he likes me."
"Then what do you think?" Xing Zhuo asked.
"Stay away from him and return to normal life." This is Yi Yao's dream all along.
However, is this possible?
Yi Yao doesn't know.
Xing Zhuo sighed, "After all, he is Xiaomu's father. It would be unrealistic for him to become a complete stranger."
Everyone knows this, and Yi Yao is no exception.
Xing Zhuo continued: "But if you really don't want to have anything to do with him, dad will do his best to help you."
Hearing this, Yi Yao looked back and met Xing Zhuo's eyes, feeling moved and feeling sad in her nose.
"I understand, thank you Dad."
After this incident, Wei Heng never appeared in front of Yi Yao again. He seemed to have returned to Yongcheng.
No one around her mentioned Wei Heng, except Xing Nana who came to question Yi Yao about Wei Heng.
Seeing the end of the year, Xing Zhuo took his two children to the cemetery to visit his wife's grave.
"Yaoyao, this is your mother." Xing Zhuo looked at the photo on the tombstone and couldn't help but shed tears with a tender heart.
Yi Yao's eyes also came to the woman in the photo, and she looked very similar to her.
Especially those eyes, they were carved out of the same mold. It was hard not to believe that they were not mother and daughter.
"Mom, I'm sorry, this is the first time I've come to see you in so many years."
Yi Yao knelt down on her knees and kowtowed three times towards the tombstone. This was what she owed her mother.
The same is true for Xing Zhuo. One brother and sister can already take charge of their own business in the company, while the other has also become a slim figure.
Xing Zhuo on the side couldn't help but feel extremely happy when he saw this scene.