When the cold bank card was stuffed into his palm, He Xiaoxiao felt that it was stuck in his palm. His hands were shaking slightly, and his voice was choked and trembling: "Kexin, you... you don't like me anymore?"
Ling Kexin felt suffocated in her heart. She kept smiling, but her voice was floating. Her stiff lips seemed to be out of control: "Senior, thank you! You should find a girl who likes you..."
"Stop talking!" He Xiaoxiao raised his hand and dropped his bank card, but he ignored it at all, hugged Ling Kexin, pressed her tightly into his arms, and said excitedly, "You must have something to hide, right? You must
Is it true? I can feel it even if you don’t say it... But I still fantasize, and all that fantasy is not true. You are not the kind of girl who loves vanity and is blind to money. You are so clean and pure, so kind and lovely, you
How could you choose that path..."
He couldn't speak anymore, bit his lip and pressed it tightly against Ling Kexin's hair...
Mo Yiting said that when Ling Kexin made ### breasts, she fell in love with a rich man. She was already unclean and said that He Xiaoxiao was a fool! But he didn't believe it. He reminded himself again and again not to believe Mo Yiting's words.
.
But, so what if you don’t believe it? It’s a fact that Ling Kexin doesn’t care about him and doesn’t come to the hospital to visit him!
After hearing what he said, Ling Kexin's heart ached. She wanted to say: Yes, I have something to hide! Nothing is true.
But this is also deceiving, isn't it?
"Senior, everything is true. I am not clean, I am not pure, and I am not kind or cute." Ling Kexin endured the pain in her heart and pushed He Xiaoxiao away.
If he didn't say these words, Ling Kexin felt that she was still clean. At least she could pretend to be "clean" in front of him, she could still maintain her little bit of self-esteem, and she could deceive herself and make others think she was pure and harmless.
However, He Xiaoxiao's words completely defeated her little, small, and pitiful "extravagant hopes."
Because, his words revealed that... he already knew that she was unclean and impure.
Her pure image had collapsed in his heart.
Ling Kexin ran away. She ran so fast that the wind blew away the ribbon tied in her hair, and her black hair floated up, brushing away the tears that fell from her eyes...
Mo Yiting flashed out from behind a tree. She stuffed her phone into her bag, walked over gently, picked up the bank card from the ground, blew the dust on it, took He Xiaoxiao's hand, and put the card on
In his hand.
He Xiaoxiao stood blankly, looking confusedly at the direction where Ling Kexin disappeared. Mo Yiting looked up at his face and saw that the corners of his eyes were wet.
Feeling sour, she took his arm and said, "Let's go, there's no need for you to be sad, that's the kind of woman she is."
He Xiaoxiao was taken away by Mo Yiting, and he was sent to the hospital again, but after lying on the hospital bed, he never spoke, never spoke...
Ling Kexin ran to the back hill of the academy, hugged her legs and sat under a tree. She was crying, crying loudly... At this time, there were few students walking around in the back hill, but her crying was too loud.
The couple passed by and still heard it.
Half an hour later, Ren Yifei arrived here and saw Ling Kexin who was unconscious on the ground...
Mohs Group.
Mol Ye and Chen Gang walked out of the small conference room. Mol Ye handed the folder in his hand to Chen Gang and said, "Just follow this plan. I will go to the United States next week."
"Yes, Mr. Mo."
More Ye raised his hand to rub his temples and felt the cell phone in his left pocket vibrating. He paused, stopped, took out his cell phone, stared at it, and waved Chen Gang away.
"Hey! Are you that ugly man? Tell me, what did you do to Ling Kexin?" An extremely angry roar came from the other side. It was clear that it was a female voice, and the temper was not that of an ordinary girl with an impatient temper.
Mo Ye was stunned... What did you say? Ugly man?
He held the phone in front of him again and looked at the call. It was correct. It belonged to that little woman, and not many people knew about this private phone. However, how could the other party think that I was an ugly man?
Because of doubts, More Ye did not answer.
Ren Yifei became anxious and scolded her even more fiercely: "Ugly monster! I tell you! She is in the hospital now, and the doctor said she had a miscarriage... Grandma, is it your fault! Tell me! Is it your fault, ugly monster?"
!Didn’t you say it was just to pay off the debt? Didn’t it mean that I was just your little maid for a year? Why did she have a miscarriage now? Ah? Did you do it? You are a stinky man who dares to be but not to be, I curse you.
Ancestors for generations!”
The other party hung up after yelling. Mo Ye was scolded so hard that he was stunned and couldn't find his direction.
What are you scolding? Who is this woman a goblin? And...she had a miscarriage?
Jiangbin Maternity Hospital.
Ling Kexin was lying in the temporary observation room, with fluids in her hands. She turned her head weakly and smiled at Ren Yifei beside the bed.
Ren Yifei rolled her eyes angrily and cursed: "Idiot!"
There was bitterness on the corner of Ling Kexin's lips: "I'm sorry, I made you... make you angry again."
"If you don't listen to this, let me ask you, have you ever been insulted by that ugly guy?"
Ugly?
Ling Kexin was slightly stunned, and Jier suddenly realized that Ren Yifei had given him the "title" of Mo Ye.
"Yifei, can you please don't pursue this matter?" Ling Kexin was embarrassed. She had said in front of Ren Yifei a few days ago that she would not be "insulted" by that ugly man, but what was the result?
She really slapped herself in the face. How could she tell this lie in front of her friends?
"Kexin, why don't you tell me the truth? Are you pregnant, is it ugly, or is it the senior's?" Ren Yifei persisted and continued to grasp this question.
"It's not the senior's. I'm very innocent with him."
"That means he is ugly?" Ren Yifei gritted her teeth, "Didn't you say he is gay?"
"Yifei..."
"Okay, I won't say anything anymore." Seeing Ling Kexin's eyes filled with tears and Ren Yifei raising her hands, she understood that at this time, Ling Kexin felt very sad. If she wasn't sad, she wouldn't go to the back of the college to cry.
She would not see herself fainting after a miscarriage and bleeding. Although she was angry, she respected her privacy. She pulled up the quilt and tucked her in, and said in a gentle tone, "Hang up this bottle of glucose, and you will follow
I will go home and stay at my house for a few days to take good care of myself."
"Yifei, keep this a secret for me." Ling Kexin looked at her gratefully.
Ren Yifei sighed and poked her head: "I know, really, I really owed you in my previous life. I guess you were my mother in my previous life!"
"Haha..." Ling Kexin couldn't help laughing.
Ren Yifei went to the college. She applied for leave for Ling Kexin, and then went to the mall to buy some nutritional products. She went back and forth for more than two hours and put on makeup. When she returned to the hospital, Ling Kexin was gone.
She hurriedly looked for the nurse, who handed her a note and said, "The lady was picked up by her family. This is what she gave to you."
Ren Yifei unfolded it and saw that it read:
Yifei, his driver has come to pick me up. Don’t worry, I’ll be fine. I’ll be back in two days.
It was Ling Kexin's handwriting, Ren Yifei could tell, but why did this stupid woman go with his driver? Didn't that ugly man even give her a day off?
Ren Yifei hated it in her heart, but there was nothing she could do about it.
Mo's Manor.
More Ye stopped the Maybach and stared at Ling Kexin beside him with a dark expression.
Ling Kexin slowly turned her head, her eyes were indifferent, and she met his gaze without fear.
Earlier, Chen had just picked her up from the hospital and walked to the parking lot. Only then did she realize that More Ye had arrived. He was sitting in the car, feeling horribly cold.
As soon as she sat down, one of More Ye's arms stretched out and strangled her neck fiercely. He stared at his bloodthirsty cold eyes and the corners of his lips kept trembling.
Ling Kexin's hair was disheveled and her face was pale. Under his sharp eyes, she looked calm and indifferent, even though her throat was pinched and her breathing was so difficult.
"Why don't you speak!?" Mo Ye asked fiercely.
The corners of Ling Kexin's mouth twitched, revealing a sneer... It's really unreasonable to grab someone's throat and make them talk.
She didn't make a sound, her mouth was open, like a little fish starved of oxygen, and her lips slowly turned purple.
Only then did More Ye realize that his hand was too strong, his eyes paused, and he slowly let go of his hand.
"Did you do this on purpose?" He turned his head, lowered his voice, and asked again coldly.
"Haha..." Ling Kexin breathed slightly, clutching her aching chest, laughing so hard that she was out of breath, "Is this kind of thing intentional? Do you think I am willing to get pregnant? If it weren't for you, I would have suffered like this
Kind of pain?"
Mo Ye held the steering wheel, his knuckles getting whiter and whiter, tightening his gums, and finally swallowed what he wanted to say. He stepped on the accelerator and drove all the way to Mo's Manor.