Li Juesi noticed his faux pas and felt guilt in his eyes. He touched her head with one hand and softened his tone, "Nizi, I'm just worried about you, nothing else."
"I can't bear your worry!"
Ye Jiani pushed his hand away, opened the car door and got in, fastened her seat belt and started the car.
"Bang--"
Li Juesi quickly sat up from the other side, his face still not looking good again, and he glanced at her.
Ye Jiani did not kick him directly, started the car and drove out of the parking lot.
As soon as she stepped out of the parking lot, the rain fell in front of her. It felt like a hole had been cut in her heart, the wound was tearing, and the cold wind blew in, making her feel pain.
At that moment, she almost blurted out the words "Let's finish it."
Her eyes fell on the civilian suit she bought for him, which was still wet with rain, and she suddenly couldn't speak.
She understands that she is purely self-abuse, and when she abuses her to the point where she can't even feel the pain, can she let go easily? Can she easily accept that Li Juesi doesn't love her?
Or, can she stop loving him just like she doesn't love Ringer?
She is not Li Juesi, not a love saint, she doesn't need to be so obsessed with loving someone...
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Li Juesi was sitting in the passenger seat, the blood in his mouth was so rich that his tongue was bitten by Ye Jiani.
He thought that the two of them had made an agreement to comfort each other throughout their lives.
This is also the least harmful way for the two of them who have suffered emotional setbacks.
But just when he saw their embrace, he suddenly thought that Lin Ge was not dead. If Ye Jiani still couldn't let go, she could look back at any time...
She can return to her emotional path anytime and anywhere.
Unlike him, there is no way to go back.
The life he planned for himself and Ye Jiani could be divorced at any time by Ye Jiani.
The anger of hating Ye Jiani for not living up to expectations was mixed with a hint of panic that he couldn't express.
Perhaps, he was afraid that he would not be able to catch even a substitute or even a shadow...
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Compared to the almost cold-war silence between Li Juesi and Ye Jiani, there was a quiet bustle in the hospital.
Mr. Li's wife was due to give birth today. I don't know who spread the news. So employees from the E.S. headquarters and the film studio rushed to the hospital and were stopped at the entrance of the hospital.
Everyone did not leave, and stood densely outside the hospital building, each holding a gift in their hands, and umbrellas connected together, forming a unique scenery.
In the hospital's operating room, doctors and nurses checked the instruments and equipment over and over again, including a pile of blood bags, and discussed various measures to deal with any accidents.
On the corridor of the hospital, the bodyguards lined up on both sides waiting silently, and the maids followed the child mother standing outside the ward, discussing in a low voice, "Are you going to the operating room soon?"
"I hope everything goes well for my wife and she gives birth to a daughter."
"Hmm, why am I a little nervous?"
"Are you also influenced by Mr. Li?"
Someone said, and everyone laughed softly, tacitly understanding what they were laughing at.
These days, my wife eats well and sleeps well. She occasionally reads TV, magazines and listens to their jokes.
But Mr. Li couldn't do it. Although there was no special order, under his strong influence, the entire Li family inexplicably entered a state of first-level alert.