What could be more directly hurtful than this? Ling Xiaoran felt that her heartache was almost numb. In one year, what she got in exchange was that she said that she had never loved without any hesitation... not even hesitating for a tenth of a second...
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"If you have never loved me, why did you marry me, why did you treat me so well, why did you let me be played like a fool for a whole year? Tell me, why?"
"Do you know what this means? You..."
"Tell me! Even if you are sentenced to death, you must let the death row inmates know what capital crimes they have committed!" Ling Xiaoran suddenly interrupted Situ Longhao's words with a loud voice, and his voice rose unconsciously. He has never loved without mercy.
It had completely torn apart the last flame of expectation in Ling Xiaoran's heart.
"Ran Ran, why are you doing this?"
Situ Longhao looked at Ling Xiaoran's face that was about to collapse, and he felt unbearable in his heart. This was the first more human-like words he said after Ling Xiaoran woke up...
"Don't call me Ran Ran!" Ling Xiaoran screamed uncontrollably...and asked with some emotional breakdown: "Situ Longhao, I just want to know, why? Why do you marry me when you don't love me? If you don't love me, why?
You have to put so much effort into chasing me? If you don’t love me, why can you hug me so passionately? Tell me, I only want an answer, an answer that makes me give up!”
"Hao, she wants an answer that will make her give up, just give it to her! Only in this way will she give up!" Just as Situ Longhao frowned and looked at Ling Xiaoran who was aggressively pursuing the answer but didn't know what to do.
In response, a sweet and gentle voice sounded in the ward where the atmosphere was solidified.
Ling Xiaoran followed the voice and looked in the direction of the door. The figure slowly approaching... a tall woman... a tall, beautiful woman...
She is bright and charming, with a delicate face without any flaws, skin that can be broken, and even the tiny hairs can be seen under the sunlight that comes in. Big watery eyes, standard beauty eyes, and beautiful eyebrows.
, perfect arc.
Under the pretty nose is a graceful lip, with a faint smile at the corner of the mouth, and the two natural dimples appearing on the face when she smiles, adding a feminine charm to the delicate and beautiful woman.
Wearing Chanel's latest dress, she outlines her perfect figure, which makes men obsessed with her tall figure, revealing a bit of alluring ravine. Below her slim waist is a pair of slender legs, and there is no flaw on her snow-white skin.
She is like God's beloved muse and she is favored by people. She has no flaws. She is like a work of art that will drive men crazy. This is the goddess of men, the woman that every man wants. Every man.
I am intoxicated by her smile.
She is a person that major magazines and weeklies are vying to report on, and a person that is sought after by major media. She is a new innocent queen who emerged three years ago. She has an angelic smile and a devilish figure. She is hailed as the new generation of beauty.
The popularity surpassed that of Zhou Huimin and Yang Yuying back then. It was once reported that ten Yang Yuyings could not compete with one Su Dafei.
Ling Xiaoran knew her. She was Su Dafei, the latest beauty queen who was popular in Asia. She was preparing to enter Hollywood as a future superstar. I once secretly envied her when I saw her perfect appearance on TV. I once doubted, how could this happen in this world?
There is such a perfect person...
I even thought about how happy it would be if I could see a real person one day, and even more envied those who could see her all the time. How happy it would be to see such a beautiful person every day.
But at this moment, Ling Xiaoran saw the person she had wanted to see very much appear in front of her. Why couldn't she even raise the corners of her mouth? It was just because of Ling Xiaoran's red and swollen eyes that she could clearly see the winner's smile on Su Dafei's face.
And the intimate title, even more so than the look that Situ Longhao turned towards her...
It was a look that he had never seen before. Without comparison, he would not know what the truth is. When he saw it with his own eyes and was blinded by everything in front of him, Ling Xiaoran clearly understood what a look full of affection is and what a look full of affection is.
like……
It was as if a large amount of salt had been sprinkled on the wound. Ling Xiaoran took a breath in pain. She wanted to look away, but her sight seemed to be glued.
On Su Dafei's body.
Seeing her walking over like a winner, standing next to Situ Longhao, her arms naturally holding Situ Longhao's arm. She obviously appeared as a mistress, but she exuded an arrogance that was even more arrogant than her real self.
Her aura declares her presence so strongly.
All along, Ling Xiaoran always felt that she was not worthy of Situ Longhao, because for such a perfect man, she, a woman who barely said she was good-looking, could only be described as unworthy.
He should be a born king, and the person standing next to him should never be as close to an ordinary woman as himself, but should be a match for a glamorous, heart-wrenching woman like Su Da Fei.
The sourness in my heart, because of this fact, once again sprinkled a handful of salt on the wound, the pain was so painful that it was suffocating.
Situ Longhao watched Su Dafei walk up to him, took his arm, and said without thinking, "Keke, why are you here?"
A natural title, but two tears welled up in Ling Xiaoran's wet eyes again.
cocoa……
bbkk…
Baby cocoa...
Ling Xiaoran didn't know why she became so sensitive at this time. When she heard the nickname "Keke", the four English words she accidentally saw appeared in her mind. The confusion she once had seemed to be solved in this moment.
Open, that mystery that has puzzled me for a long time.
The mistress? Ling Xiaoran, with tears in her eyes, pulled her lips and smiled bitterly at herself...
As soon as this identity appeared, Ling Xiaoran defined it in her heart...
When I heard Situ Longhao's name, I suddenly began to wonder whether the so-called mistress was her or... myself...
The proficiency that the two people naturally showed, and the affectionate terms they called each other, were even more profound than the woman he had been married to for a year. How many things did he hide from her, and how long had she been in this marriage?