"Azi, you clearly know that I love you as much as you love me, why can't we be honest with each other..."
"Shut up!" Jiang Zimo growled stubbornly with a hurt look on his face: "Don't say anything honest to me! If you really had this heart, you wouldn't have taken Yao Yuhan's hand when you left.
To deal with me about my whereabouts! You should tell me the truth who you are? Why do you want to get involved in the feud between our two families? What are your plans for me?! Bai Yanbing, from the time I met you until now
, I have no way of knowing anything about you. Even if you are lying next to me, I still don’t know what your intentions are. The root cause of our mutual distrust is you, you..."
"Pa!" Bai Yanbing slapped her hard on the face out of control. Even he felt incredible that he actually hit her... He actually lost control enough to hit her... But...
"Azi, don't deceive yourself anymore. In fact, you have never believed in me, haven't you? The two of us torture each other and are suspicious of each other. Don't you think it's enough? Do I love you or not? You
I know it deep down in my heart."
Her face was burning, and he actually hit her?
After Jiang Zimo calmed down, she began to cry silently. She seemed to have fallen from one collapse to another. Now she could no longer pretend. Everything was clear and there was no way to escape.
He is right, without the foundation of trust, love is just a mirage.
But what can she do? Can she trust him completely?
The shadow left by her parents in her childhood has never gone away.
Because of love, she experienced so much pain. All this pain was because of him.
Turning around, Jiang Zimo walked away silently, walked downstairs silently, and drove away with an expressionless face. Her eyes were empty, as if she was exhausted mentally and physically.
After Bai Yanbing slapped her, he immediately regretted it. He watched her turn around and walk away, sitting down irritably. By some strange coincidence, he also imitated her irritation and scratched his long hair.
hair.
He gritted his teeth and blamed himself in a low voice: "I actually hit her. I must be crazy. How could I hit her."
At some point, Lu Ying had already stood at the door of the room. Seeing Bai Yanbing's remorseful and painful look, he shook his head and said, "Master, some things are better settled as soon as possible."
Bai Yan gave him a cold and cruel look, his face darkened, and he said angrily: "You don't need to talk! Get out!"
After saying that, he still felt annoyed and slapped the dressing table next to him with his palm, smashing it to pieces.
Retracting his palm, he suddenly remembered that he had hit her cheek with this hand, and he suddenly felt regretful and wished he could chop it off.
When he finally figured it out and chased her out, where was her figure?
Jiang Zimo has locked himself in the room for a day and a night.
Murong Qingzhen came over after hearing the news. He stood at the door of the room in frustration and embarrassment. He didn't know how many times he knocked on the door and how much he had drooled on, but the door remained motionless and there was no sound in the room.
.
But he didn't dare to go in rashly, for fear of irritating her even more.
Suddenly, a feeling of uneasiness emerged in his heart. She was alone in there. Could something have happened? What happened to her? Why should she be locked up?