After a while, Xintong took his arm and said coquettishly, "Chen..."
Shangguan Chen gently pulled off her hand, stood up faintly, and said calmly, "You have breakfast first, and we will talk about this later."
Then, leave.
Xintong looked at his leaving figure and called angrily, "Chen, where are you going?"
Shangguan Chen paused and did not turn around, "I'm going to the study!"
In the end, only Xintong was left in the dining room. She stood there in a daze, looking at his back with aggrieved eyes. Her whole body seemed to be on fire, and her heart was filled with anger.
It took a while before he came back to his senses and growled at the maid on the side, "Hurry up and get me another breakfast."
The maid turned around and left tremblingly.
…
Han Zhiyan returned to the room and sat blankly on the terrace, looking quietly at the scenery below.
Next to it were the grape plums that Shangguan Chen always ordered his servants to prepare, but he didn't like eating them today.
Look outside and sit quietly.
The cell phone rang suddenly. When I lowered my head, I saw it was Shangguan Jin.
Since that day, the two of them haven't contacted each other for a long time.
Perhaps, he already knew that she was with Guan Chen that day, but he remained silent.
Han Zhiyan felt guilty for him.
Even if he had really hurt himself unintentionally before.
However, when he was lonely and helpless, he still silently helped him behind his back.
If it hadn't been for him at that time, she really couldn't imagine where she would have been homeless.
Han Zhiyan was silent for a while, and finally answered slowly.
"Hello, Zhiyan?" His voice was low.
Han Zhiyan tugged her lips and said in a relaxed tone: "Why did you remember to call me?"
"I want to know how you are doing!" Shangguan Jin answered quickly, paused, and then said gently, "How are you doing lately?"
"Very good!" Han Zhiyan responded casually.
She felt sour in her heart because he always appeared unexpectedly like a knight when she was loneliest.
Even a greeting.
"Zhiyan, do you have something to tell me?" Shangguan Jin asked softly.
"Huh?" Han Zhiyan was puzzled and then asked suspiciously, "What?"
"Isn't she back?" Shangguan Jin used a declarative sentence with a soft tone, "Zhiyan, are you sad?"
Han Zhiyan froze there for a moment.
She couldn't help but panic, biting her lip, her originally relaxed mood turned sad again, "Shangguan Jin, it's actually nothing. I have already said that if he finds his own happiness, he will naturally be with her. I
I’m satisfied with just the baby, I don’t care!”
The other end of the phone miraculously fell silent.
Han Zhiyan felt a bit chilly as she listened to the faint sound of wind blowing by her ears. She clutched her phone blankly, remembering the closeness between the two of them, and suddenly, crystals dripped from the corners of her eyes.
One drop after another, slowly sliding down.
Then, tears fell like rain.
"Zhiyan, don't cry," Shangguan Jin's gentle voice came slowly.
Unable to hold it back for a moment, she twitched slightly and covered her mouth, tears immediately moistening her fingers.
After a long time, Han Zhiyan adjusted her mood and said quietly, "I'm fine..."
I was a little depressed, and after a little relief, the discomfort in my heart also eased a lot.
Shangguan Jin paused for a moment, then softened and said softly, "Okay...if you're not happy, just come back, silly girl."
Han Zhiyan smiled bitterly, and the two chatted for a few words before hurriedly hanging up the phone.