Like last night, the door was still closed, but this time she didn't call the door.
Although her skills are not like that of Yu Xiaoyi who can come and go without a trace, it is not a problem to cross the wall of the Oriental Villa.
The reason why she didn't want to sneak in last night was because she was concerned about Fang Qing and worried that Fang Qing would be prejudiced against her, but now...it doesn't matter anymore...
Han Beier entered the high wall of Dongfang Villa and nimbly avoided the security system of Dongfang Villa.
She was very familiar with the security system here. Dongfang Ao was afraid that something might happen to her. Every set of mechanisms and ambush was explained to her clearly, so she easily arrived outside Dongfang Ao's bedroom.
The bedroom door was ajar, and through the slightly open gap, Han Beier actually saw...actually saw Dongfang Ao and Jiang Yurou kissing!
Her limbs seemed to be frozen like ice at this moment, but her anger was as hot as lava. She kicked open the door and rushed in.
"Dongfang Ao!" She called his name coldly
Dongfang Ao pushed Jiang Yurou away suddenly and turned around in disbelief.
It's Belle!
It’s Belle!
Did she see everything?
I saw him kissing Jiang Yurou!
"Belle! Listen to me, it's not like this..." Dongfang Ao explained in fear.
Before he could finish his words, Han Beier slapped him hard on the face, "Dongfang Ao! I hate you! I hate you!"
"Dongfang Ao! I hate you! I hate you! I hate you..." Han Beier screamed out of control, tears falling like a fountain.
"Belle, listen to my explanation, listen to my explanation..." Dongfang Ao said anxiously.
The starry tears on Han Beier's face stung his heart severely.
Why?
Why has he hurt Belle so severely, but fate still thinks he hasn't hurt her thoroughly enough and wants her to see such a cruel scene?
"I won't listen! I won't listen..." Han Beier cried and backed away. Finally, she turned around and ran out decisively.
"Belle!" Dongfang Ao chased out anxiously, "Belle... listen to my explanation..."
Finally, in front of the gate of Dongfang Villa, Dongfang Ao tightly grabbed Han Beier's arm.
He held on tightly, fearing that if he relaxed even a little bit, she would break away from him and run away.
"Belle! I didn't mean it! I really didn't mean it!" Dongfang Ao explained with a pale face.
"What if it's intentional? So what if it's not intentional?" Han Beier looked at him coldly, tears flowing quietly on her bloodless face.
"I didn't mean to hurt you, I didn't mean to hurt you!" Dongfang Ao looked at her pleadingly, "Belle, forgive me..."
"Forgive you? How do you want me to forgive you?" Han Beier sneered mockingly, "Dongfang Ao, it was you who brought me to you with all your heart. You kept saying you loved me, but then you turned around and took another woman into your arms.
Li, how can I not hate you if you want me to?"
"Belle...I..." Dongfang Ao looked at her painfully, not knowing how he should explain to her.
"Dongfang Ao, do you know? You are so hateful! If you don't love me, you shouldn't take the initiative to provoke me. If you don't love me, you shouldn't deceive my heart... Now that you have deceived me
Heart, why don't you continue to lie, but trample it under your feet and ravage it..." Han Beier's voice became louder and sharper, "Dongfang Ao, I will not forgive you,
I will never forgive you! I hate you and I will hate you for the rest of my life!"
