Tang Yoshi always wanted to break them up in the past, but at this moment, for the first time, he felt that he was pretending to be faint and Ouyang Weiwei cared about them, as if he felt sorry for them.
He swallowed, still pretending to be proud and fearless, and raised his face, looking at her from the corner of his eyes, "Are you..."
"We're fine." Ouyang Weiwei said immediately, smiling hard, "Okay, I'm finally relieved that you're fine now, I'm going to find Qian
It’s night.”
A quarrel is a quarrel, no matter what he has done, he is also the man she loves most.
Looking at the background of her departure, Tang Yoshi's face was sad and reluctant, "Ouyang Weiwei!"
Ouyang Weiwei stood in the middle of the corridor, her beautiful figure reflected on the clean floor tiles, her dress was like clouds, and her hair was like night sky.
She turned back and smiled brightly, "Shaye is really a good girl."
Weiwei left, and Tang Yoxi remained in a daze behind her for a long time.
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Rose Manor, Study Room——
The wind blew in from the window, blowing the dark red Egyptian window curtains.
A tall, thin figure was sitting in front of the window with his back turned, carefully pulling off the thorns from a pink rose.
When Ouyang Weiwei walked in, she met Xi'er at the door who was going out with a large stack of folders. Xi'er gave her a heavy look, but said nothing...
"Weiwei?" Without looking back, Tang Qianye seemed to hear the footsteps behind him.
The old housekeeper waited quietly beside him and looked over.
Ouyang Weiwei paused, then lowered her head and wrung her hands, "Qianye..."
She thought for a while and then compromised first, "I said something serious yesterday, but I was very confused at the time. Tang Yoshi didn't wake up, and you hid it from me... But I still believe you didn't mean it."
Her voice became lower and lower as she spoke, and she turned her face away, fearing to see his sad expression.
On the 360-degree rotating chair, Tang Qianye sat indifferently, with the same cold air about him.
"Sit." He said calmly.
Ouyang Weiwei was stunned. Normally, he would have come over and pulled her right away.
Although she was a little depressed, she looked around and walked to sit on the sofa next to her. The old housekeeper made a cup of scented tea and put it on the coffee table in front of her, and then waited quietly aside.
Tang Qianye turned his chair and turned around.
The afternoon sun blooms beautifully outside the window.
He was wearing a light-colored woolen vest with a gentle shirt underneath. He was elegant and seemed to have been carefully groomed for this meeting.
But his face was paler than usual, and his eyes were hollow and dull, like a puppet.
He sat there, motionless.
Just looking at Ouyang Weiwei...
Ouyang Weiwei was also looking at him, but her eyebrows gradually knitted together, "Um, are you feeling uncomfortable?"
He said, "It's okay."
Ouyang Weiwei looked again, but could see nothing unusual except for the pale complexion, because due to his illness, his usual complexion was also pale and indifferent.
However, looking at him like this, she was a little confused.
In a daze, he seemed to be the same Young Master Tang she had just met at the Tang family, lonely and silent.
In that lilac rain, the figure is peerless and independent...
Ouyang Weiwei thought he was angry about what happened yesterday. After thinking about it, she held the cup and said nervously, "Yesterday you said you booked today's flight. I don't know what time it was. Should we... still leave now?"
If she could still make it, she would definitely leave with him early.
Tang Qianye said nothing for a while, looking at Ouyang Weiwei with empty eyes, without any expression.
After a while, he said, "No, no need."
The old housekeeper glanced at her with a serious expression. His young master had been sitting here waiting all morning, and even turned off his cell phone on purpose just to see her.
Did you really miss the time?
They all blamed Tang Yoshi. Ouyang Weiwei's face felt lost and she started to get a little angry about Na Si's pretending to be unconscious.
She looked at Qianye, with another smile on her face, and comforted, "It's okay, it will be the same if we leave in a few days." After saying that, she took a sip of tea and said, "Oh, by the way, Tang Yoshi wakes up.
Came here, woke up at noon..."
He still looked indifferent and nodded, "Yeah."
Originally, Ouyang Weiwei thought that it would be better not to tell the story about Tang Yao's fainting in his suit. After all, it was too annoying, but it turned out that he didn't seem to care about what happened and didn't ask.
This person seldom talked, so Ouyang Weiwei didn't know how to continue the topic.
The old housekeeper didn't say anything either.
A mysterious silence began in the study, so quiet that one could almost hear the sound of roses falling outside.
The breeze blew in, making Ouyang Weiwei feel confused.
This silence made her feel as if the distance between the two of them had grown further. She swallowed and thought of a question to talk to him, "Qianye, let me ask you something... Bai Xuemo accidentally hit Tang Yoshi with his car."
It has nothing to do with you, right?"
Originally, she asked this without questioning, just to break the silence.
Why didn't Tang Qianye deny it immediately?
He looked at Ouyang Weiwei with empty eyes, shook his hands on the table, and said nothing.
Ouyang Weiwei turned around and said nonchalantly, "You don't have to worry about this. As long as you say no, I will believe it."
She had made her words very clear, but there was still silence in the air.
This silence was like a stone falling into her heart, causing ripples...
He was silent and did not answer.
She originally believed it, but in the end he remained silent and silent, and her heart skipped a beat.
Is it really him? Ouyang Wei's hand holding the cup trembled a little. Although Tang Yoshi was fine now, if something happened to him, wouldn't it mean that she was the one who caused the harm? How many lifetimes would it take to pay it off?
Originally she wanted to say, 'I'll come find you tomorrow', but when she thought that he might have really done something like that, Ouyang Weiwei felt very uncomfortable. Her face darkened and she said, "Actually, you can trust me more and there is no need to do that.
Well... let’s do this for now, let’s all calm down for two days, then I’ll go back.”
She grimaced, put the cup on the table, stood up and planned to leave.
Before she had even taken two steps, Tang Qianye looked at her, tightened her hand, and suddenly said, "Weiwei..."
Ouyang Weiwei's heart moved, and she immediately turned around and looked at him expectantly.
I hope he will say something about what he just said.
But his voice just now was a little anxious, but when Ouyang Weiwei looked over, his face was still pale and numb.
He looked at her with empty eyes, his dark pupils as dark and sad as a deep well.
He really wanted to say, let me hug you again.
But after a flash of worry in his heart, he lowered his eyelashes as beautiful as butterfly wings, calmly as if nothing happened, "No, it's okay, you can go back..."
No explanation, no leaving her alone.
Ouyang Weiwei was very frustrated and went out depressedly.
Hearing the sound of the door closing, Tang Qianye's pale face gradually wrinkled, and suddenly his heart hurt violently. He quickly took out a handkerchief and covered his mouth...