Qingwu refused to raise her head, her voice was wet, too nasal, and had no ups and downs, "So, please leave after reading the joke."
The hands on her shoulders tightened, but she didn't care. Her eyes were empty, no longer angry and sad, leaving only a pool of stagnant water, lifeless and waveless.
"The way you look at yourself and feel sorry for yourself right now, in my opinion, is really ridiculous! How dare you hide here? You still have time to break things to vent your emotions? Duan Qingwu, I have always overestimated you."
He said this with a disappointed expression.
Qingwu curled her lips and laughed at herself. She looked up, tears falling from the corners of her eyes, "Who asked you to overestimate me? Who asked you to lend me money? I'm just a piece of mud that can't stand up to the wall. You know now.
!I am so ridiculous, so stupid that no one can sympathize with me, I fall into his trap again and again. Ling Yansen, do you know how much I want to die! Just two hours ago, I was still complacent, thinking
I was about to beat him, and I was about to avenge my past humiliation, but guess what, he sat quietly in the audience watching the show from beginning to end! And I was the circus in the center of the stage, and my life was about
I came here to entertain him, and all my efforts were just a joke in front of him! What else can I do? Tell me, what else can I do! I'm sorry, I can't pay you back, Mr. Duan is here
It's over in my hands, and now I probably have no choice but to jump out of this window and die to apologize!"
As she said that, she actually turned around and was about to rush towards the open window. Ling Yansen grabbed her arm and wrist, his sharp eyes were much colder than the wind blowing in from the window. Without even thinking, he grabbed her arm and wrist.
His hand slapped her face.
He showed no mercy and used all his strength.
Qingwu tilted her head, her neck was about to break, and the pain on her face was as if the flesh was split open. It was very hot, burning her head, which was constantly waking up.
"Are you awake?" Ling Yansen squinted his eyes and looked at her dangerously.
"How heavy an elm head does a woman like you have? She gives up on herself when she fails, and her mind is filled with irrelevant and messy things. No wonder she is defeated by Xiao Yixiang again and again. As long as her eyes are bright
Everyone can see that this is a very superficial conspiracy. Duan Qingwu, if you are going to be deceived, you might as well choose a better trap. I don’t have much face left, I’ve lost all of it to you!”
Qingwu listened to his sharp words and was unable to refute.
She was indeed extremely stupid this time, or it could be said that she was not fooled by Xiao Yixiang, but by her own intolerable heart.
"Okay, don't complain about everything. Just think of that 54 million as a lesson. The more losses you suffer from Xiao Yixiang, the greater your chance of turning defeat into victory. Do you understand?" Ling Yansen looked at him.
She softened, and cleverly stretched out her hand, stroked her messy hair, and slowly helped her smooth it.
"I don't understand. Even if I sell all the Duan family's movable and real estate, I can't raise 54 million. It's too late." He pulled her hair away and pulled her scalp, which made her feel itchy.
In his tenderness, he cried louder.
Ling Yansen reached out with his long arms and rolled her trembling body into his arms. He looked far away, staring at the shadow of their embrace on the window, and his thoughts became trance-like, "As long as you still have breath, you have no right to say dejected words.
That is the worst kind of escape and the most spineless excuse!" His deep gaze relaxed, he came back to his senses and said again, "Are you hungry? I'll treat you to a meal."
Qingwu pressed her body against his tough suit, and heard his steady heartbeat in her ears. It penetrated into her heart forcefully, reviving her blood circulation that had tended to stagnate.
She grabbed the hem of his clothes tightly, like grabbing a piece of driftwood, "Yes." She responded in a low voice, her eyelashes brushing against his clean shirt, leaving a few water stains.
An unfamiliar road flew by outside the window. Qingwu didn't know where Ling Yansen was taking her, and she didn't ask. The wind outside the car window blew through her wet cheeks, causing a dull pain.
Ling Yansen had never been a talkative person, and he didn't know how to comfort a woman on the verge of despair. He thought that what she needed most at this time was silence, just like himself when he had lost everything.
After about half an hour, the car stopped. She looked at the towering buildings and asked, "Is this a community? Why is there only one building? Is it located in a prime location?"
Ling Yansen paused before closing the car door, "That's why it's called a high-end community."
After entering, I realized that it was a duplex apartment. It was so high-end that even the elevator door was painted a luxurious burgundy color. Qingwu didn't have much energy left to scorn, so Ling Yansen stood at the door, pressed the password, and said, "Ten
thirteen."
"November 13th?" Isn't this the day she and he received their marriage certificate?
"I didn't expect you to remember." Ling Yansen looked back, his expression a little surprised, and he stared at her brightly.
Qingwu lowered her head and remained silent.
Ling Yansen turned on the light on the wall and took a closer look. It was a large apartment with a complex structure. There was a bar right at the door. Opposite the bar was a huge floor-to-ceiling window with light curtains. It was indeed a very comfortable house.
This is her first time here, or in other words, this is the first time Ling Yansen has brought her into his territory.
Ling Yansen got two glasses of water and brought them over, "I've been crying for so long, please replenish your water."
"Is this your house?"
Ling Yansen naturally rolled his eyes at her and said, "Miss, I have a password, which is equivalent to a key. I did not break into a private house. Even if I entered a private house without permission, I would not bring anyone to hold me back."
"..."
He pulled off his tie, revealing his delicate collarbones, and threw his coat onto the single sofa on the other side. He straightened his body, tilted his head back, and sighed comfortably, "Go and see what ingredients are in the refrigerator."
Qingwu obediently walked to the open kitchen and opened the refrigerator door. She was startled by the rich ingredients stuffed inside, "You don't come here often, right? Why is the refrigerator full of food? These vegetables are labeled with