There were countless thoughts spinning around in Cen Yunong's mind, but in that moment, it seemed that thousands of years had passed. When he raised his head, Cen Yunong's eyes were as firm as iron.
Lin Shiyin is so smart. Seeing that Cen Yunong's expression has changed, she certainly knows that Cen Yunong has made up his mind.
As for what she had decided, she naturally knew it in her mind.
So she coughed lightly, turned around and smiled: "It's getting late, and this lotus has to rest at night. Xiaoling is still at home waiting for me to go back. Don't send me away, I know the way myself, just walk by myself.
Already."
"Yes." Cen Yunong didn't seem to hear what she said and just responded in vain.
Lin Shiyin was not angry, turned around and walked away gently.
Cen Yunong stood by the lotus pond in a daze, letting the cold evening breeze blow away the green hair on her head.
"What's wrong?" Until a caring word echoed in her ears, calling her back to her thoughts.
Cen Yunong knew it was Feng Xianrong without turning around.
"It's nothing." Cen Yu took a deep breath and suppressed the rolling emotions in his heart. He didn't know how long he paused, and finally said, "Xianrong, let's break up!"
The moment he said it, Cen Yunong felt his heart stop.
Time and space seemed to have stopped at that moment, and the evening wind seemed to be still, all condensed there.
Very long time.
Feng Xianrong then said: "What did you say?"
"I said," Cen Yunong clenched his fists, not daring to let tears fall out of his eyes. He turned his back to Feng Xianrong, stared at the fiery red sunset at the end of the lotus pond, and said word by word: "I said, we
,separate!"
"No!" Feng Xiangrong objected without thinking, without any room for change.
Cen Yunong clenched his fists again, but still did not dare to look at him. He just said lightly: "You can't do it, you can't do it anymore. I have made up my mind. I will return this diamond ring, this pair of bracelets, and this brooch."
you."
Feng Xiangrong didn't say a word, and just watched her slowly take off the rings, bracelets, and brooches on her wrists and give them to him.
"Take it." Cen Yunong lowered his head, not daring to look into Feng Xianrong's eyes.
Feng Xianrong didn't refuse, he just grabbed those things in his hands, snorted coldly in his throat, waved his hand, and threw the priceless treasures into the lotus pond!
With a "pop", hundreds of millions of things just disappeared.
Even though Cen Yunong was very mentally prepared, when he saw Feng Xianrong doing this, he couldn't help but feel frightened and shouted softly: "Ah!"
"I threw everything into the lotus pond, how can you give it back to me?" Feng Xiangrong lied.
Cen Yunong was anxious and angry. She turned to look at him, with tears in her beautiful eyes: "Why are you like this!"
When Feng Xiangrong saw her crying, he felt unbearable pain in his heart, but he was also angry: "No matter what kind of person I am, I won't be able to get along well, so I have to break up!"
"Be compatible, I..." Cen Yunong looked at him, his eyes full of pleading, "I have something to hide."
"Then tell me! Is there anything you can't tell me! Xiao Nong, I am your man! You should believe me!" Feng Xianrong stepped forward, firmly grasped Cen Yunong's soft white hands, and looked at her sincerely
to her.
Cen Yunong looked into his eyes and felt that her heart was broken. After pausing for a long time, she finally cried: "Xiaofeng, Xiaofeng and Xiaoling are twins. If they grow up, they will be discovered.
Yes, but, what can I say?"
Feng Xiangrong obviously didn't expect this. When he heard Cen Yunong say this, the first thought came to his mind: Now, she was determined to break up with him.
The despair in his heart slowly soaked up like cold water soaked in ice, but Feng Xianrong still refused to give up and kept mumbling: "Maybe there are other ways, other ways."
Cen Yunong looked at him, her tears never stopping: "Xianrong, let's not struggle anymore. No more. We are destined to be together, so we can only accept it."
"No!" Feng Xianrong shouted no repeatedly, like a cat with a permed tail.
Yes, one moment he was happily choosing a diamond ring to propose, preparing to marry the beautiful woman. The next moment he had to accept the cruel reality that "we will never see each other again"!
He Feng Xianrong is not a vegetarian and will never tolerate such a thing happening!
Countless thoughts went through his mind instantly. Feng Xiangrong grabbed Cen Yunong's cold little hand and shouted: "Otherwise, our family of three will immigrate abroad and never come back again, and no one will find out about this fact.
It's over! Yu Nong, okay, let's never be separated again, okay?"
Cen Yunong was stunned by what he said, and his heart moved a little: "But, what about your family? Do you not care about your parents?"
Feng Xiangrong was overjoyed when he saw her change of mind: "Anyway, they are also about to develop overseas business, so I just happen to be a cattle pioneer! Xiao Nong, promise me not to leave me, okay?"
Cen Yunong looked at the grief-stricken look on his face. He didn't know what to say. He just felt that his mind was in a mess and his temples were in pain. He had to nod his head first: "Let me think about it, let me think about it."
When I hurried home from Feng's house, it was getting late.
Cen Yunong declined Feng Xianrong's escort, took a taxi, and returned to his house halfway up the mountain alone.
The son fell asleep sweetly under the care of the nanny. The sweet red bean and barley soup specially made by the nanny was simmering on the pot. The sweet smell filled the whole house. Cen Yunong threw himself on the large sofa,
He breathed a long sigh of relief.
It’s better to be at home!
Leaning on the soft sofa, Cen Yunong closed his eyes. He wanted to organize his thoughts, but unexpectedly fell asleep.
When I woke up, it was already midnight.
Her mouth was dry, and she remembered that her son was still asleep, so she quickly got up and went upstairs to see the little guy. Seeing that he was sleeping soundly, she tiptoed downstairs. She was about to drink a bowl of sweet soup, but she saw the open kitchen.
There was a person being punched inside.
A tall man.
Cen Yunong was startled, thinking that Feng Xianrong was here, and couldn't help but whisper: "Xianrong, is it you?"
The man didn't answer, he just stood there, concentrating on tasting the sweet soup.
Cen Yunong became alert, casually picked up a large vase in the corner, held it behind his back, and walked slowly towards the man.