Xu Ya stepped away calmly. No matter how much she said at this moment, it would be of no use.
She looked at his body shrouded in the sun. His whole body was lazily filled with awe-inspiring aura, and his dark and deep eyes were like a leopard's, hiding his brilliance.
Thinking of what he said, especially the sentence "I will protect her"...
It felt like something was blocking my heart, and then there was a surge of loneliness.
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Another day passed, and the search was fruitless. Ling Ye came back from outside, took off his tie, and his suit hung loosely on his body. He was completely without the high spirits of the past.
He rubbed his swollen temples and walked towards the door.
A petite figure squatted next to the door, with a large bag of things on the ground. Feeling a huge shadow covering him, Jin Bingyun raised his eyes, looked at the handsome face that was thinking about it, his eyes shone brightly, and he cried softly. Said: "Brother Ye!"
Ling Ye frowned, glanced at her coldly, took out the key and inserted it into the keyhole: "Why are you here?"
Jin Bingyun followed the door and saw the beer bottles lying on the table in the living room and the ashtray filled with cigarette butts. She took a deep breath. Brother Ye had always been a strict self-discipline in her heart, and she had never seen him so indulgent.
What happened these days really crushed this always strong man.
"The house is quite messy, you can sit wherever you want." Ling Ye looked at her with a calm expression, neither sad nor happy, as if she was just an ordinary friend.
Jin Bingyun bit her lip, unable to explain how she felt. She would rather he spoke harshly to her, hated her, and rejected her like he did before, rather than treating her like nothing now.
She adjusted her breathing and put on a smile again on her porcelain doll-like face.
Brother Ye, don’t blame me. I just loved you so much that I had to kill that woman. I will compensate you for all the harm in the future.
I will love you very much and give you many, many children...
Thinking like this, she seemed to feel a little relieved
"Brother Ye, I bought a lot of things, including meat, vegetables, and fish. There must be nothing left in your kitchen. These should last for a while. I will buy them again when they are finished." Jin Bingyun acted like a hostess, opened the refrigerator, put the food in one by one, put water in the pot, washed the rice, picked out the killed fish, washed them carefully, then picked up the knife and scraped the fish scales
"What are you doing!" Ling Ye stood at the door of the kitchen, looking at her, his eyes dark and glowing.
Jin Bingyun was startled, and the hand holding the knife froze in mid-air, looking at him blankly: "I...I want to make you something to eat." After a pause, he added: "I read the newspaper, and it said …”
Ling Ye waved his hand irritably: "You go, there is only one woman who can come in this kitchen, and that is my wife, Meng Xinran."
The tone is undeniably tough
Jin Bingyun lowered his eyes, his eyes filled with mist, and tears fell on the chopping board.
The little mouth tightened: "I don't mean anything else. I see that you have been in a bad mood recently, and there is no servant here to cook for you. Brother Ye, it's not an exaggeration to think that my sister wants to cook for you." "
In the corner where the man could not see, strong hatred rose in her eyes, like a poisoned needle.
Meng Xinran, you bitch. Woman, you are still making trouble even after you are dead.