No matter how I think about it, I feel weird. How could he be a cowardly and evasive person?
Leng Zhongyu lay still and couldn't see his expression clearly, "Have you changed your mind?"
He didn't say it clearly, but Qingting knew what he was asking, and a trace of guilt arose in his heart. "I'm sorry, things are unpredictable."
Yes, she had no intention of being with him from the beginning. She just encouraged him, hoped that he would cheer up, and gave him a goal. She did not really want to marry him.
He released such news without authorization in order to fulfill the engagement, leaving her no room for regret and eliminating her escape route.
But have you ever thought about how she feels?
She doesn't like being forced, doesn't like having everything arranged, and she doesn't like his strong style of making decisions on his own.
Their personalities are so different that it's okay to be friends. After all, friends don't have so many requirements. Just turn a blind eye and don't step on the bottom line.
However, it is not possible to be a couple. People who want to spend a lifetime together have some problems that cannot be ignored.
She just waited until his legs healed and he could stand up before she could speak clearly.
Leng Zhongyu's eyes fell on her face, which was as cold as the snow and ice in December.
"Since you can't keep your promise, why did you promise me in the first place? You gave me hope and then took it away. You are so cruel. Ye Qingting, how could you do this to me?"
His angry accusations left Qingting speechless and bitter in his heart.
"I'm sorry." She couldn't say anything except this.
His feelings for her have not changed for many years, but she can't reciprocate him.
All her love was given to Leng Qirui, and she could never give it to anyone else.
Emotional matters are not up to anyone at all.
It is difficult to fall in love with someone, and it is also difficult not to love someone.
Leng Zhongyu's mask is frosty, as cold as ice.
"I ask you again, do you really want to break the contract?"
She closed her eyes, unwilling to face his cold gaze, "Yes, I'm sorry, you will find a better woman who is more suitable for you."
Although she has good intentions, she is also deceiving, which is probably an insult to the arrogant Leng Zhongyu.
Love or not love is a kind of hurt.
Leng Zhongyu's eyes changed, becoming weird and unpredictable.
"Ye Qingting, I will never forgive you."
"Then hate it..." Qingting's vision suddenly went dark, his body became weak, he subconsciously pulled the back of the chair, his face changed, "What... did you do?"
She sensed something was wrong, but her mind went blank.
Under Qingting's shocked gaze, Leng Zhongyu slowly sat up and smiled coldly at her, without any hint of popularity.
"Ye Qingting, I love you so much and I won't hurt you. As long as you behave, I can give you anything."
Qingting's body temperature gradually increased, and a certain part of his body felt numb and numb, as if it was on fire and spreading everywhere.
She was so familiar with this feeling that her expression suddenly changed.
"You were drugged? Leng Zhongyu, are you crazy? Please wake up, there is no way I can fall in love with you."
Her feet were weak and she could not stand firmly. She fell softly to the ground. The ground was covered with a thick snow-white wool carpet, and it did not hurt at all when she fell on it.
Her eyes fell on the bedside, and she realized in three seconds that the incense lamp was burning incense, a high-end product that is hard to buy with a lot of money. It is tasteless and fragrance-free, does not harm the body, but can transform a chaste nun.
Become a slut, a woman.
Leng Zhongyu's eyes were strange, half-joyful and half-sad, too complex to be described in words. He turned over and got off his bed, and walked towards her step by step.
"If I can't get your love, I must get your person."