He had never spoken to her in such a cold tone, not even when they first met.
My heart stung unconsciously, my eyes felt sore, and an unknown liquid swirled around my eye sockets.
Cen Yunong only felt that his vulnerability was almost shameful! Since he had already decided last night, why did he still look so weak when facing him now?
For the sake of the child, for the child's future, and for him, she must never continue to be so weak!
Just when she finished cheering herself up and felt that she had enough courage to face him, Feng Xianrong gently raised the phone in his hand and pressed a button.
"It's a mess, which means you don't want to leave. If you really want to leave, I don't think you need to call me to talk to me. Have you ever thought about why you don't want to fly away with him?" Gu Ruoqian's voice sounded in the recording.
Still very gentle.
"Maybe I'm really tired and just want to take a good rest. Compatible love is too hot, I, I'm afraid I can't bear it now. But, I don't want to make him sad. In short, it's all my fault, it's all
My fault." Her own voice sounded full of exhaustion and reluctance.
Everything is over before it even begins.
Feng Xianrong turned off the recording file, raised his eyes to look at the shocked little woman in front of him, and asked her in a calm tone: "Is this your so-called answer? The love I give you is too hot? It's so hot for you
Unable to bear it? So you rejected me because you didn’t want to make me sad?”
His voice became extremely cold by the end, and an icy storm flashed in his eyes that were always full of smiles.
Cen Yunong frowned, bit his lower lip, and asked in a trembling voice: "Where did you get this recording? Are you monitoring my phone?"
Feng Xiangrong suddenly smiled, and that smile was as cold as snow, making people feel chills all over their bodies.
"Should I monitor your mobile phone?" He opened his lips slightly and spoke colder words, "In your eyes, I am so unworthy of the spotlight? Do I have to monitor a woman's mobile phone to determine her feelings?"
Cen was speechless. She knew Feng Xianrong was not such a person, but how could she explain this recording?
There are only two people who know about this recording, herself and Gu Ruoqian. If she hadn't been in a daze and sent the thing to Feng Xianrong, then there would be only one answer!
Gu Ruoqian!
"Ah, it's him!" Cen Yunong exclaimed, realizing who had passed this recording to Feng Xianrong. She wanted to explain, but it was already too late.
The despair in Feng Xianrong's eyes was like a flood, almost drowning Cen Yunong!
"Are you tired? My love makes you feel tired like that, isn't it worth mentioning?" Feng Xiangrong smiled lowly, as if talking to himself or murmuring.
Cen Yunong stood there calmly, and said after a long time: "Yes, I am tired. I want to live a normal life. Going abroad sounds beautiful, but it is so far away. I am tired, tolerant,
I'm really tired."
Feng Xianrong raised his head and stared at Cen Yunong ferociously, his eyes almost turning blood red!
He grabbed Cen Yunong's thin shoulders, held her close to his chest, and asked through gritted teeth: "Cen Yunong, let me ask you again, are you really, really not going to fly away with me?"
Cen Yunong gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain in his shoulder, looked him firmly in the eyes, and said word by word: "Yes! I don't want to, and I won't fly away with you!"
"Why!" Feng Xianrong still refused to give up, waiting for the most fatal answer.
"Because I," Cen Yunong forced herself to put on a cold expression, "actually I don't love you that much."
I actually don't love you that much.
I don't love you that much.
In fact, I don't love you at all.
She knew where Feng Xianrong's weakness was. Such a wealthy child, who was like an eagle in the sky, had never broken his wings and had almost never suffered any setbacks.
Now she is being hit one after another, and the last straw that breaks the camel's back is just saying "I don't love you".
Sure enough, after hearing her words, Feng Xianrong's hand that had been holding her shoulder slowly relaxed.
He staggered, as if he didn't dare to look at her, and stumbled towards the sports car beside him.
Cen Yunong stood there, motionless, maintaining an indifferent look, watching Feng Xianrong walk towards his sports car.
He never looked back at her again and drove away in the sports car.
After waiting for his car to be out of sight, Cen Yunong allowed his tears to pour down!
Goodbye my love.
How can I, who is so riddled with holes, selfish, cowardly and selfish, be worthy of the love of such a good person like you?
Your love is too noble and pure, and I really don't deserve it.
Her weak body could no longer support the sadness in her heart. Cen Yunong slowly squatted down, hugged himself, and burst into tears!
She didn't know how long she cried, but it wasn't until a pair of warm hands put on her trembling shoulders, gently pulled her up and hugged her that Cen Yunong finally stopped crying in Zhou Ziqiao's familiar arms.
"Brother, I feel so uncomfortable, I really feel so uncomfortable." Cen Yunong weakly leaned on Zhou Ziqiao's shoulder and said weakly.
"I know, I know everything." Zhou Ziqiao comforted her softly, hugged her gently, and gave her silent support and comfort.
Seeing the scene just now, Zhou Ziqiao's mood was extremely complicated.
On the one hand, he was sad for his sister's sadness. On the other hand, he was secretly happy.
He knew that his mentality was dark and despicable, but he just didn't want any man to possess Xiao Nong.