Xia Zhixue made a serious face, she didn't expect to come back here on a sunny day.
"Before I got divorced, this was still my home. Do you think I need to explain to you why I went home?" Qingtian didn't want to fight back, but Xue'er's attitude of not taking her seriously made her angry.
She had to speak righteously.
Perhaps in the eyes of this younger sister, Xia Qingzhen was really too easy to bully, so much so that Xueer always devoured her to death.
In the past, she was indulgent and loving, but in the future, it would be difficult for Qingtian to forgive everything like a holy mother, let alone treat her as her sister again...
"You..." Xia Zhixue was choked. He was about to say something more unpleasant when he saw Ye Yisheng appearing at the top of the stairs. Ye Yisheng looked at Qingtian with a hint of surprise in his dark eyes, but the indifference of Qingtian's attitude instantly overturned his surprise.
Liang Que, but he never expected that Xueer would dress like that...
Qingtian sneered, "I'm just coming back to take my things, I won't hinder you."
After finishing speaking, she walked upstairs. When she passed by him, he held her arm and said, "Sunny day..."
He knew that she had misunderstood, a very deep misunderstanding.
But he actually cared about what she thought and wanted to explain it inexplicably.
"It's not what you see, I..."
"You don't need to explain to me." Qingtian said calmly, trying to maintain the surface indifference and calmness, as if he really didn't care...
She wrenched his hand away, walked straight to the room, and began to pack her things. Previously, she had put some important things here. This time she came here just to get them back.
Seeing her packing up her things, Ye Yisheng felt very depressed. He slammed the door hard, walked to her side in a few steps, held her hand, and said, "Talk to me."
"We have nothing to talk about."
"You didn't, I did!!!" He yelled angrily. He was really disgusted with the way she didn't care at the moment. Could she really be indifferent?
Seeing that she was startled, he couldn't keep losing his temper, so he had to take a deep breath and patiently said, "Can you please stop doing this?"
Qingtian looked at his furrowed thick eyebrows and raised the corners of his mouth bitterly, "Then what should I do? What should I do if I see my husband and my sister together? Should I cry? Is it useful?"
"I told you, it's not what you think!!"
"Ye Yisheng, even if it's not the case this time, do you dare to touch your conscience and say that you have never slept with Xue'er? If not, where did the child come from!!" She was irritated, and her voice could not help but rise, with a trace of emotion in her tone.
Silk despair.
Sure enough, he was speechless and had nothing to say.
But he still held Qingtian's arm tightly. Qingtian suppressed the urge to cry, with red eyes, pushed his hand away, turned around, turned his back to him, and they fell into silence again.
She knew she shouldn't mention the child...
The child is a common pain in their hearts, and the child in her belly is not his, so she is in the wrong in this regard, but where does she have the right to choose? Her experience and the arrival of the child were both so sudden...
And what about him?
When he went to bed with Xueer, someone probably didn't force him to have sex, right?
Sunny breathed out, blinked his eyes, pushed back the tears, and continued to pack his things.
Suddenly, he held her in his arms from behind, held her hand with his big hand, and stopped her from packing her things. His deep voice sounded in her ears, "Don't put it away, where do you want to go? This is
Your home.”
Home?
Does she still have a home?
After all, she couldn't stop her tears and they fell down.
Qingtian bit her lips tightly, trying hard to control her emotions, causing her shoulders to shake slightly. Qingtian spoke with a hoarse voice, "Ye Yisheng, do you think I will still regard this place as my home?"
"When you bought this place, didn't you prepare it for Xue'er? All the decorations here are based on other women's preferences. How can you say this place is mine?"
Qingtian noticed his stupor, pulled his hand away, and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, "My home has been broken for a long time, do you understand?" She picked up the bag with luggage and walked to the door...
When he went downstairs, he saw Xue'er's resentful and resentful eyes. Qingtian ignored it and strode toward the door, but heard Xia Zhixue say, "Stop!"
Qingtian paused, and it took a lot of courage to turn around and watch Xueer walking towards him step by step.
Xia Zhixue walked up to her, spread her hands and said, "Hand over the keys."