Lan Lingzhou never knew how to comfort a sad person, let alone Wen Xihe.
In his memory, the strong and stubborn Wen Xihe had never cried so hysterically in front of him.
The man's eyes were cold, but he was obviously at a loss when facing Wen Xihe's tears. Wen Xihe in her arms kept crying louder and louder. Her hands were clinging to his body.
Her petite body trembled violently in his arms.
"Xiaohe..."
She is just a bastard who has never been sincere to the woman he loves. When did her tears become so cheap?
Thinking about it, Lan Lingzhou couldn't help but feel angry, and a steady stream of anger burned from the bottom of his heart. Lan Lingzhou pushed Wen Xihe away, stood up suddenly, turned around and walked outside.
"Lingzhou!"
Even without guessing, Wen Xihe knew Lan Lingzhou's purpose just by looking at Lan Lingzhou's furious and menacing look.
Almost reflexively, she was pushed away by Lan Lingzhou. She suddenly stood up from the floor and rushed over. She grabbed Lan Lingzhou's hands with both hands. Her eyes were red, but she was shaking her head desperately.
"do not go!"
In the man's eyes, the anger that he had been trying to suppress just a moment ago was finally clearly released because of Wen Xihe's actions. A cold air slowly gathered around the man's body.
"Wen Xihe, when did you become so cowardly!" The Wen Xihe he loved was brave, hard, and stubborn. Even when she wandered around the corners of the world, was bullied, and was hurt, she never acted like that.
It was the same as today. I was crying while trying to act as if nothing had happened.
The Wen Xihe he loved should not be like this.
Seeing Lan Lingzhou stop, and although his eyes were filled with anger, he had no intention of opposing her, Wen Xihe's hands loosened and fell weakly on his sides.
She lowered her head, her eyes wandered slightly, and her thoughts were confused and vulnerable. At that moment, she felt that her whole body, and even her soul, silently conveyed a strange power that frightened her.
tired.
For a brief second, she was so tired that she wanted to give up everything in her hands and even her heart and disappear from this world.
Wen Xihe lowered her eyes weakly, holding Lan Lingzhou's hands with her hands. The strength of her body relied on the man's body, allowing her to stand slightly.
"Xiaohe..."
Lan Lingzhou couldn't bear it anymore and moved his body to come over and hug her, but was stopped by Wen Xihe softly.
"Lingzhou, don't feel wronged for me, and don't stand up for me." Wen Xihe leaned on Lan Lingzhou tiredly, looking out the window faintly, "Just let me stay here with you.
, I can handle our matters myself. You have to trust me!"
Lan Lingzhou pursed her lips, but in the end said nothing. He just reached out and hugged her, silently giving her strength.
Outside the window, the heavy rain is still falling. Although the room is fully heated, there is still a slight air-conditioning. It rushes in from the open doorway in the hall, bringing a bit of coolness, but making people more awake.
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When my mind was slightly clearer, the phone that had been placed on the table rang in the quiet atmosphere at that moment.
On the blue screen, the word "Mingjue" appeared, causing Wen Xihe's complexion, which had recovered slightly a moment ago, to turn pale again.
The clear and familiar ringtone of the cell phone, masked by the sound of rain outside, was still ringing one after another.
Wen Xihe stood at the table, condescendingly looking at the light on the phone screen. It turned on and off. After a while, the ringtone rang again and the light flashed.
Over and over again, the ringtone of the cell phone sounded like the anxious mood of the man on the other end at this moment.
Wen Xihe just looked at it, stretching out his cold hand halfway before finally taking it back.
At that moment, she actually didn't even have the courage to face the man in this mood.
Lan Lingzhou stood beside her, his face darkened, his eyes narrowed, but he just watched silently without speaking.
It seemed like a century had passed, but the ringing that gave Wen Xihe an extremely depressing feeling finally stopped.
Suddenly, Lan Lingzhou walked up, looked at Wen Xihe's rabbit-red eyes and said calmly, "Is this how you plan to avoid seeing him all your life?"
Just as he was talking, the ringing that had stopped a moment ago started ringing again before Lan Lingzhou continued to speak.
Wen Xihe's heart trembled for no reason, and he subconsciously leaned forward to take a look.
That’s not He Mingjue!
On the blue screen, there was a name that Wen Xihe never wanted to see again in his life.
Ye Yuwei!
Wen Xihe looked at the phone and his face became increasingly pale, which inevitably aroused Lan Lingzhou's worry.
"Xiaohe?" The man called Wen Xihe in a low voice, and when he wanted to step forward to find out what was going on, Wen Xihe suddenly reacted, jumped forward and took the phone.
The speed was so fast that Lan Lingzhou frowned slightly for an instant.
"Hello?"
Wen Xihe walked away and stopped where Lan Lingzhou couldn't hear her. She lowered her voice slightly and said in a stiff tone, "Miss Ye, are you looking for me? Are you okay?"
On the phone, through the sound of rain, Ye Yuwei's voice was heard. In such a cold and deep night, Wen Xihe heard it very clearly.
"Miss Wen, let's talk!"
Wen Xihe did not refuse Ye Yuwei's invitation, even though it was raining heavily that night, it was faintly arrogant like a human being.
But when Wen Xihe received Ye Yuwei's call, she understood better than anyone else.
She must face what is coming.
Maybe, if you give her some more reasons to despair, she can make a decision that is good for everyone.
Lan Lingzhou looked at the continuous heavy rain outside, and naturally refused to let her go. In the end, he couldn't resist her, so he had to give in and said, "If you must leave, I will let you go!"
Wen Xihe did not agree.
She didn't want anyone to know about her meeting with Ye Yuwei.
She was already embarrassed enough and didn't want to be embarrassed any more. So, she had no choice but to lie.
"Ling Zhou, thank you for your kindness." After a pause, Wen Xihe raised her head and looked into the man's eyes, seemingly hesitant, "You also know that you and Ming Jue..." The following words are left to
Lan Lingzhou's unlimited imagination space. Such a smart man, even if Wen Xihe didn't point it out, she believed he understood what she meant, "I'm afraid he won't be happy!"
Such a woman, even though her body was completely injured, still tried to be the best version of herself in front of him, the version of herself that loved the most.
If he is stupid, is this what he fell in love with?
A slight fluctuation flashed across the man's face, and he finally compromised, "I'll ask the driver to take you off!"