The Lamborghini stopped at Wen Yin's residence with a sharp sound of brakes.
"We're home! We're home!"
Wen Xiaocuo shouted, his face full of joy. He turned his head and looked at Wen Yin and Leng Jingtian who were silent. He curled his lips and said, "I'll go in first. You guys can speak slowly if you have anything to say."
It is a sin to be someone else's light bulb.
Wen Yin hugged Wen Xiaocuo and was about to go in, but was stopped by Leng Jingtian, "I want to talk to you about my son." His voice was slightly heavy, and his expression was unusually serious.
When Wen Xiaocuo heard the word "son", he was about to get out of the car, but he suddenly stopped and approached Leng Jingtian, "Why don't you talk to me about this matter first! Shenma's nutritional expenses, education expenses,
The physical and mental fatigue expenses...wait a minute, it will probably cost tens of thousands! This account must be calculated clearly, otherwise we will suffer a huge loss!"
He crossed his arms and looked at Leng Jingtian calmly, with an air of negotiation.
"Small mistake, you go in." Wen Yin pushed him, not letting him listen to their conversation here.
"But... I'm afraid that he will bully you." He looked at Leng Jingtian defensively, his hostility towards him sometimes weak and sometimes strong.
"Be good and be obedient."
Wen Yin stroked his smart head with rare tenderness, "When Xianyu comes back, I will take you to the amusement park." This low tone seemed to be a kind of coaxing, but also seemed to deliberately chill Jing invisibly.
God, arouse his jealousy, deliberately irritate...
"Damn! Yinyin, you are too gentle today, there must be some conspiracy, right? Could it be that you want to sell me to him?" Wen Xiaocuo said sensitively, pointing at Leng Jingtian with considerable contempt.
"Get in!"
Be nice to him, but he's still not used to it?
So, Wen Yin naturally raised the decibel level, and there was a hint of sharpness in her voice.
Hearing this, Wen Xiaocuo actually laughed out loud, "That's it! How gentle can you pretend to be? Bye!" After saying that, he quickly walked down with his schoolbag and rushed into the building.
"Tell me! What are you going to do?" Wen Yin said coldly, looking straight ahead, even glancing at Leng Jingtian seemed unnecessary.
Perhaps, in a sense, she didn't want to look at him at all.
Just now, when she mentioned Xia Xianyu, Leng Jingtian's face was obviously darkened, and his sharp eyes shot at Wen Yin, and he didn't like the way she ignored him.
Leng Jingtian forcefully turned her body around and asked him to look at her, "Don't you know you should look at others when talking to them?"
"Haha, are you a human?" Wen Yin snorted coldly, her eyes filled with provocation and contempt.
With him, she thought that the hatred that she had almost forgotten could be ignited in an instant and burned violently! That kind of hatred gave her the illusion that she wanted to die with Leng Jingtian.
He saw it and saw the hatred in her eyes.
She should hate him, right?
Leng Jing Tianzai stared at her face carefully, "Why did you give birth to him? If you hated me, you should have taken it off without hesitation! But you didn't..."
At this point, Leng Jingtian suddenly couldn't speak.
Although she was blaming her and Xia Xianyu in her heart, one could imagine how difficult it would be for her to live in a foreign land with Wen Xiaocuo!
"You're in love with me, right?"
After a moment of pause, he asked arrogantly, but his tone was extremely certain!
If there is no love, how can they give birth to their common child.
"Mr. Leng, thank you for letting me hear a funny joke today." Wen Yin's face was indifferent, just like her voice, unusually calm, and her calmness revealed her disdain for Leng Jingtian. "Look.
Come on, there is no possibility for us to continue talking. Whatever you want to do, please do as you please!"
She doesn't seem to care! In fact, she is very worried that Leng Jingtian will do whatever it takes to take away the little bug...
After saying that, she broke away from Leng Jingtian's arm and prepared to get out of the car, but he dragged her back again. His iron-like hands tightly wrapped around her slender waist, making her unable to move.
"Why do you always have an unattainable and cold expression when you face me? I hate you being like this!" He said the word "hate" very strongly.
"That's just me! Whether you hate me or not has nothing to do with me! Besides, don't be self-righteous and think that I like or love you! In addition to hating you, I still hate you... a steady stream of hate!"
Having said this, Wen Yin bared his teeth.
Deep in my heart, the diluted hatred is always provoked inadvertently, and it becomes stronger and stronger!
There was a strong struggle and entanglement between Leng Jingtian's brows, and there seemed to be vague pain flowing in his eyes.
"What do you want me to do so that you won't hate me?"
He blurted out this sentence, raised her chin, and made eye contact.
Wen Yin's eyes seemed to be bursting with flames, "Can you bring my father back to life? Can you make my broken family reunite again? Can you pick up the dignity I lost and give it back to me?"
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"You can't do anything! How do you want me not to hate you? Now, you actually have the nerve to rob me for a small mistake. Why do you have that? Why do you rob me? Tell me..."
Whenever she recalls these things, her mood swings will be particularly great.
He strangled Leng Jingtian's neck and started shouting wildly!
Leng Jingtian did not stop her, but instead allowed her to pull. To him, her power was like a cat scratching an itch, and could not do much harm.
In the end, Leng Jingtian hugged her body, and she limply limp in his arms. Her screams gradually turned into sobs, "Give me back! Give me my dad back..."
Leng Jingtian's face turned dark and shameless, and he seemed to be in an abyss of pain, unable to extricate himself.
What else can he do?
Maybe, he was wrong from the beginning! If he had not taken revenge, he and Wen Yin would not have had anything to do with each other, let alone the extremely entangled and painful situation today.
Love, love very much, but cannot love! Each other suffers and tortures each other!
Doing nothing but just holding her...
After Leng Jingtian left, Wen Yin returned to the apartment in a daze. Wen Xiaocuo looked at her stupid look and did not dare to say anything.
However, he finally approached her after hesitating for a moment.
"Mommy, do you love him?"
There was incomparable seriousness in his round, black eyes.
As soon as her son's words came out, Wen Yin's suppressed tears burst instantly...
"Mommy..."
Wen Xiaocuo called her in a low voice.
"Don't talk, just let mommy hug you." Wen Yin hugged Wen Xiaocuo even harder, as if she wanted to draw some warmth from her son.
Does she love Leng Jingtian? She has asked herself this question countless times but has no answer.
In fact, this answer already exists in my heart, but I just don't want to admit it.
She loves him! While she hates her, she also loves him so strongly...
This love took root and sprouted between the two of them unconsciously!
Wen Xiaocuo was choked by her and was a little breathless, but he squeezed out a few words from his lips, "I know you love him very much, at least you love him more than Xian Yu."
His clever discovery.
Although he is young, he sees clearly.
"Little thing, what do you know!" Wen Yin's emotions were slowly controlled by his words, and she patted his head with an intimate gesture.
"I know more than you! Stupid Mommy!"
Wen Xiaocuo gave her the title of "idiot", complained at him, and made a face!
"However, as long as your mommy loves someone, I will also love Wujiwu." Wen Xiaocuo patted his chest, as if as a guarantee.
Wen Yin looked at his well-behaved and smart appearance, and at the same time, her heart felt sour, and at the same time she felt a sense of relief...
"Little mistake, would you like it if we returned to France?" She asked tentatively, as if she had made a decision in her heart, it would be better to leave here.
In a country without Leng Jingtian and Leng Xiaohui, her mood will be more calm and collected, and she will not be hysterical indiscriminately!
"Well……"
Hearing this, Wen Xiaocuo's red cheeks showed obvious shock.
"France is great! But there are fat people here, teachers who can't get married, and fierce grandpas... I seem to be a little reluctant to let go of these people."
Wen Yin said.
These people seemed to have a lot of "hate" with him, but when they really left, they felt hard to let go.
"But, in France, even if you make a mistake, you can make a lot of friends! Life will be colorful, no worse than here!" Wen Yin seemed to want to convince him.
He shook his head and expressed his disagreement, "The meaning is different!" He was lost in thought like a little old man, and then broke away from Wen Yin's arms, feeling a little bad.
Standing on the edge of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the endless flow of vehicles downstairs, I discovered the most dazzling one... Lamborghini.
"Mommy, look, grandpa's car..."
He cried out in surprise.
For a long time after Wen Yin got out of the car, Leng Jingtian's car stayed in the same place, and the air in the car was filled with the sadness factor he exhaled.
Looking in the direction pointed by Wen Xiaocuo, Wen Yin looked down, her brows furrowed.
Does he think she will forgive him if this is the case?
Some things, instead of saying sorry or playing an affectionate role, each other can start over...
Wen Yin's cell phone ringtone rang loudly! It was a message from Leng Jingtian.
"I'll wait for you downstairs at nine o'clock tomorrow morning."
A few simple words, like his character, are simple and clear yet convey an irresistible command.
Wen Yin instantly turned off her phone angrily.
And Leng Jingtian was in the car, waiting for her reply. Maybe he didn't expect her to respond, but it suddenly made him feel happy... At least in his heart, there was a person who was with him.
waiting.
Waiting for her forgiveness, her appearance, and the faint expectation...
Is this what it feels like to truly love someone? Have you hated, hurt, struggled, and still hope that we can embrace each other...