094 How many women had he blurted out such words? Even Leng Anyen was stunned. Duanmumu looked at him intently as if he had heard something incredible, but his heart still melted because of his words.
Jumped up in panic.
What does he mean?
Why do you say this?
Before he had time to think, he felt the hot breath getting closer and closer. Duanmumu was startled and tilted his head to avoid him, "Well, I'm hungry..."
For such embarrassment, she could only use this to cover up. Leng Anyen looked at her for a while and didn't say anything more, but handed the porridge over.
As soon as they left the capital, after dinner, Leng Anyen left. Duanmumu was the only one left in the huge room, but something seemed to have changed.
Leng Anyen's serious look and his words flashed in her mind -
If you are hurt, I will feel sorry for you!
Will he feel sorry for her? Is it true, or is it just a feeling of guilt?
She was like a cocooned butterfly, trapped in the dead end he had set up with just one sentence, unable to get out, but she was secretly happy in this confusion.
He put his hand on her belly, and a feeling of happiness spread over her. She even couldn't help but think, if he really liked her a little bit, could they also look forward to the future?
"Baby, do you think dad's distress is because of love?" She couldn't help but ask about the little life in her belly, "If he loves mom a little bit, do you think I should give him a chance?"
This sentence messed up her heart, and seemed to mess up all her original ideas, but in such chaos, Duanmumu felt sweet.
At the same time, the man in the study was standing by the window. The open window let in the wind, blowing on his cheeks and messing up his thoughts. He didn't even know how he said those words, but he couldn't deny it.
, that moment, that second, his heart really hurt for her.
Although his private life is chaotic, he is emotionally obsessed with mysophobia. After Qin Qiong left for five years, he has long forgotten love. All he has with all women is sexual pleasure, but today he is
Seems out of control!
Was it just because of Lin Anye's words? Or was his dead heart really resurrected because of that woman?
Duanmumu didn't see Leng Anyen for a day. Later, she heard from the cleaning maid that he had gone to work. It seemed that she could take a vacation because of her illness. It was a rare opportunity for Duanmumu to enjoy it.
It's just that in such a big villa, it was really boring for her to stay with nothing to do, and when she found herself with nothing to do, she couldn't help but think of Leng Anyen's actions last night, as if she was possessed by a demon.
No, she can't think about it any more, otherwise she will go crazy.
Duanmumu endured the pain in her body and walked out of the room. She accidentally opened a door and discovered that it was a study room. Although she was not a book lover, she was still shocked when she saw three rows of bookshelves.
Leng Anyen is also a reader?
This thought could not help but flash through his mind. In Duanmumu's heart, Leng Anyen was actually the kind of rich man with no knowledge or skills.
Taking a closer look, Duanmumu was even more surprised. In addition to shopping mall operations and laws and regulations, these books also included many books on life philosophy and even many world famous books.
"Can't you tell, how many taels of ink does he still have in his stomach?" Duanmumu murmured while browsing, and finally stood in front of a bookshelf on the first floor in a daze.
The books on this shelf are a bit strange. They are all women's magazines and some novels, and they all look like old things that they have read...
Does Leng Anyen have any quirks?
Driven by curiosity, Duanmumu picked up a few books, and suddenly a hard-covered album caught her attention. However, when she opened it, Duanmumu realized that it was a photo album, and there was something unexpected in the photo album.
The people are Leng Anyen and a woman.
Leng Anyen in the photo is very sunny, with a soft smile on his face, which makes people feel comfortable to look at, and the little woman leaning on him is gentle and fresh. In every photo, the two people are holding hands, hugging, or even hugging each other.
There are kisses...
So it turns out that he also has such tender moments? So he can also smile so pure? So...
Involuntarily, Duanmumu's heart tightened, and it seemed to be accompanied by an indescribable sourness...
His eyes lingered on the woman's face, and Duanmumu was sure that this was someone she had never known before, but who was she? Is she Leng Anyen's first love? But Lan Yiran seemed to be the one.
Duanmumu was so lost in thought that he didn't even know when there was someone behind him, until an unhappy voice sounded——
"Who gave you permission to come in?"
The cold voice frightened Duanmumu suddenly, and the photo album in his hand fell heavily to the ground with a thud. Duanmumu instinctively wanted to bend down to pick it up, but before her hand could touch the album, someone had already taken a step ahead of her.
Leng Anyen opened the photo album, and the memories inside were like a poisonous needle poking at the soft flesh of his heart. These were his dust-sealed memories. Being spied on at this moment, it felt like he had been stripped naked.
.
His face suddenly turned gloomy, and a pair of black eyes emitted a faint blue light as he stared at Duanmumu, "What do you mean? Who told you to look at it?"
Duanmumu didn't understand why he suddenly turned against him, but what made him even more aggrieved was, "What are you yelling at? Aren't they just a few shabby photos? Who do you think cares about looking at them?" As she said that, she raised her hand and turned Leng An away.
The photo album in Chen's hand fell to the ground.
Suddenly, his anger started to boil.
"pick it up!"
"Don't pick it up!"
For some reason, her heart ached when she saw him getting angry because of the photo, and when she saw the pain in his eyes when he looked at the photo, just like every time she saw him and Lan still close.
Although he doesn’t know who the woman in the photo is? Duanmumu is sure that this girl means a very different thing to Leng Anyen..
She had always been unwilling to admit it, but at this moment, Duanmumu still found that she had lost control. In front of this man, her heart had long betrayed her reason.
Maybe she fell in love with him, but she didn't know it.
"Pick it up or not?" He suddenly approached and pinched her wrist.
He pulled down with such force, which involved the injury on her body, and the pain immediately filled her eyes with tears, but she resisted not letting them fall, and instead raised her head stubbornly, "I won't pick it up, I just won't pick it up!"
"You..." Leng Anyen suddenly realized something when he saw the sparkle in her eyes, but before he let go of his hand, he saw two tears rolling down from her eyes, as fast as diamonds.
crossed.
She couldn't hold it back in the end. How could she hold it back? He had given her such a slim hope, but it didn't even work for twenty-four hours, and that hope was killed by him. This was far worse than despair all the time.
Make it unbearable.
She shook him off, took a step back, stared at the photo album spread out on the ground, and pointed at it, "Leng Anyen, which woman is this again? How many other women do you have?"
Even though she knew she was not qualified to question him, she couldn't help but blurt out these words. However, she regretted asking him.
Why should she ask? How many women does it matter to her?
She is his wife, yes, but she has always been a wife in name only, but his words last night gave her hope and made her greedy.
Leng Anyen's trace of apology dissipated because of her questioning. He smiled coldly, "Duanmu Mu, don't you think you asked too many questions?"
This sentence was more poisonous than a slap in the face. Duanmumu smiled bitterly, "Yes, I am so stupid that I would ask this." As she said that, she pushed the man in front of her hard and ran away quickly.
Duanmumu ran out of the villa in one breath. The pain in his heart had already overtaken his body. His face felt cold, and he realized that he had burst into tears at some point.
She shouldn't be tempted, shouldn't have wrong thoughts about him, but she still fell involuntarily, so she deserved to be hurt.
The cell phone in his pocket buzzed, and Duan Mumu had no intention of answering it. He looked back at the villa where he only stayed for one night, and remembered what he said. He said that she was the only one who lived in this villa and the only one who slept in that villa.
The woman on the bed, at that moment, her heart was broken for him. Later, he kissed and cherished her again, completely disintegrating her.
But happiness is like a bubble, too short-lived, and it burst before she had time to taste it. Fortunately, it didn't last long, otherwise she wouldn't know how she would end up.
Wiping away her tears, Duanmumu smiled in the wind. There was nothing to cry about. He had never been her lover, right?
Just think of it as a sweet dream that you accidentally had last night!
The phone stopped ringing again and again, but Duan Mumu took it out and found it was Su Huanan calling. Although she didn't want to have anything to do with him, she really needed to leave here now. Besides, this was a villa area and there were no taxis at all.
Su Huanan heard her tell her the address and rushed over quickly. Duanmumu got in the car and left with him.
In the study, Leng Anyen looked through the photo album, and scenes from the past came to mind. Unknowingly, he saw that the sky had darkened and the people in the photos could no longer be seen clearly, and he seemed to wake up from a dream.
Why are you so immersed?
He asked himself in a low voice, his brows furrowed into the Chinese character "Chuan", then he closed the photo album and threw it into the drawer. For him, Qin Qiong and that past incident were all gone.
After coming out of the study, Leng Anyen went to the bedroom. Only then did he realize that Duanmumu was not there. He searched upstairs and downstairs, but could not find her. Thinking of the tears she shed at the end, Leng Anyen's heart skipped a beat.
He quickly picked up the car keys and rushed out of the villa, but he couldn't find her. She was like a drop of water evaporating in the air.
It wasn't until midnight that Leng Anyen came back. The huge room was so empty that it made people nervous. He went to the bedroom where she had slept. Her breath was still floating in the room, as if she had never left.
The big bed she had slept on, the quilt was messy and crumpled, as if he could still see her lovely appearance when she fell into a turtle shape, but now everything was gone.
Leng Anyen's heart was empty and he had no idea. He fell weakly on the sofa, but unexpectedly his butt was touched. When he lowered his head, he saw that it was her purse.
She didn't even take her bag, and she was injured, so where could she go?
Leng Anyen felt anxious again and stared at her bag for a while. He reached out and pulled it open, but took out a piece of paper. When he saw the content on it, his face suddenly changed color.
