Wen Weichen glanced at Jiang Xiyan who was splashing in the water. He really didn't know how to answer such a question. He didn't want to hurt Lei Xiaoman. After all, everything was not her fault, but for Jiang Xiyan,
He couldn't bear to keep hiding it like this: "Okay, I'll go there now."
Before Lei Xiaoman could ask anything else, Wen Weichen hung up the phone and looked at Jiang Xiyan. She was also looking at him, but if he wanted to speak, he couldn't help but swallow it back. The princess he finally got was so difficult to get.
How could he be willing to leave immediately.
Jiang Xiyan reached out and stroked Wen Weichen's cheek. She had occupied him for a long time without making any promises. She heard the voice on the phone just now: "Go to the company if you have something to do. I'll go back by myself later."
Wen Weichen gratefully placed a kiss on Jiang Xiyan's forehead: "Okay, I will visit you and Yueyue in two days."
Jiang Xiyan nodded and didn't talk to Wen Weichen anymore. It wasn't until the boat reached the shore that she said with a smile: "Go, don't worry about me."
Wen Weichen took Jiang Xiyan's hand and got off the boat together, and then he reluctantly opened his legs and ran towards the gate of the amusement park.
Jiang Xiyan looked at Wen Weichen's back with a smile. Many times when she wanted to start, many accidents would stop her. She just didn't know if her choice was correct this time.
Tears fell, tears of laughter, and the salty taste made her heartache. She warned herself that she was not really crying, but was just sore in her eyes blown by the wind.
"Wei Chen, if you love her, then pursue your own happiness. I am not your love. Even if I am with you in the future, it will only be to repay your love for five years..."
When Jiang Xiyan returned to the villa, it was already past dinner, and Jiang Ziyue was carried to the room by the servant to sleep.
Nangong Ling was reading the newspaper on the sofa in the living room. When he heard the door open, he did not raise his head, but asked the servant to reheat the food and put it in the dining room.
After putting on and taking off her shoes, Jiang Xiyan also saw Nangong Ling. At the end of the day, she was a little tired and just wanted to go directly to the bedroom on the second floor.
Nangong Ling's voice rang behind him: "Aren't you going to share the harvest of the day with me?"
Jiang Xiyan stopped her upward steps and turned around. She was about to share her feelings with others. Zheng Ruoxian couldn't talk to her because she was going on a date. If Nangong Ling wanted to hear it, she had to make do with it.
: "Would you like to have a drink with me? Although I don't know how to drink, I really want to drink today."
Nangong Ling put the newspaper on the table in front of him, stood up and walked into the restaurant first.
Jiang Xiyan followed closely and walked over, pushing the servant back. She and Nangong Ling sat face to face, with two glasses of purple red wine already placed on the table.
Just as he was about to pick up the wine glass, Nangong Ling stopped him. Jiang Xiyan smiled, knowing that the wine here was all expensive, and Nangong Ling didn't care how many bottles he drank: "Regret it? Are you afraid that I'll drink it all?
of wine.”
Nangong Ling took back the wine glass and put it aside. Then he picked up his own wine glass and smelled the pure fragrance: "Eat something first before drinking, otherwise your stomach will be uncomfortable."
Jiang Xiyan's smile froze on her face. She was still a little uncomfortable with Nangong Ling like this: "I didn't expect the cold-faced CEO to care about people."
Nangong Ling took a sip of red wine and ignored Jiang Xiyan's words. In fact, he didn't need to care about anyone, but he wanted to pay attention to everything about her from time to time.
After taking a bite of each dish on the table and taking a sip of the soup, Jiang Xiyan picked up the wine glass. She would not do anything stupid that would damage her body: "Cheers, thank you."
The two wine glasses collided in the air, and the "ding" sound made them look at each other, and then they both drank.
Jiang Xiyan's wine was indeed not good enough. After a glass of red wine, her face was flushed and a smile bloomed on her face. She looked up at Nangong Ling. She stood up, holding the wine glass, and walked to the
opposite.
Looking at Nangong Ling stupidly, he smiled: "Nangong... Ling, I hate you... Haha, do you know... why I hate you?... It's because I loved you..."
Nangong Ling stood up and wanted to snatch the wine glass from Jiang Xiyan's hand. Unexpectedly, although she was drunk, Jiang Xiyan's body was still relatively sensitive. She raised the wine glass high above her head, and the red wine dripped just above the tip of her nose.
.
"You've drunk too much, go upstairs and rest." Nangong Ling hugged her slender waist. Because of the drunkenness, Jiang Xiyan's body pressed tightly against his.
Pushing Nangong Ling away, Jiang Xiyan took a step back, handed the wine glass to her mouth and took another sip: "Why do you want to get married?... Why should I leave?"
Falling into Nangong Ling's arms again, Jiang Xiyan's tears flowed on his shirt, and the drop of red wine on the tip of her nose was also printed on the shirt: "I want to forget you... Do you know how heartache it is?"
Feeling?... It's like ten needles... no, it's like thousands of needles piercing your heart at the same time... I don't want the pain anymore, I want to leave with Wei Chen..."
Nangong Ling hugged Jiang Xiyan. In fact, he knew the pain, just like when he heard Jiang Xiyan say that the child was Wen Weichen in England: "Okay, let me carry you upstairs. After it's over, I
I will take you and Yueyue away together."
Jiang Xiyan hugged Nangong Ling tightly, seemingly drunk but not drunk: "It's too late... you already have Nie Tong... I... I'm going to marry Wei Chen... we're going back to England... to get married,
It won’t hurt anymore…”
Nangong Ling snatched the wine glass from Jiang Xiyan's hand and put it on the table, then picked up Jiang Xiyan and walked out of the restaurant.
Jiang Xiyan lay quietly in Nangong Ling's arms. They would not have a future, so let her be greedy for the happiness of this moment now.
Back in the bedroom, Nangong Ling put Jiang Xiyan on the bed, covered her with a quilt, sat on the edge of the bed and looked at Jiang Xiyan with big eyes, stretched out her hand and stroked her red cheeks: "I am not married to Nie Tong.
Everything is fake, and the marriage certificate is also fake. I can't tell you my affairs now. After the things here are settled, I will take you and Yueyue away. Wen Weichen does not belong to you, so don't think in vain.
I will not allow him to be with him, and Wen Weichen himself cannot make this promise."
For the first time, Nangong Ling said so many words in front of Jiang Xiyan. If he didn't love her, why bother to explain? Since he explained, he just wanted to save the relationship.
Jiang Xiyan's tears rolled in her eyes. She closed her eyes and tears flowed down. There was a kind of hatred that was because of love. But after hearing Nangong Ling's words, she was glad that she did not become the number one in his emotional world.
Three: "You can go out. We are not prophets and cannot predict the future. I will still leave with Wei Chen in a month. This is what I owe him."
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