The counter staff in the restaurant immediately called the police as soon as the customers quarreled and contacted the police to handle the matter.
After a while, several police officers took Leng Yuntian and Rong Junlie, who were responsible for the accident, back to the police station, and the chaos finally came to an end.
After receiving the notice at home, Luo Yan rushed to the police station to pay attention to the situation. However, when she and Leng Yichen arrived, only Leng Yuntian was there because before arriving, she called Rong Junlie, but Rong Junlie did not answer the call.
But she didn't bump into Rong Junlie, she just looked at Leng Yuntian sitting there with a bruised nose and a swollen face.
After the three of them returned to Leng's house, Luo Yan asked Leng Yuntian to sit down, took out ice cubes from the refrigerator, wrapped them in cotton cloth, and applied cold compress to the swollen corners of his eyes.
"It will hurt a little, so be patient." Luo Yan said softly, her eyes wandering and she didn't have the courage to meet his sharp eyes.
"Should you explain the whole thing?" Leng Yuntian forced her to face him with his eyes straight, asking her to explain the whole story and not to dodge.
"Which part do you want to know first?" Faced with his sullen and resentful look, and seeing that the injuries on his face were all caused by Rong Junlie, Luo Yan pursed her lips in embarrassment.
"Who is the woman Rong Junlie met today?" He asked the key point directly.
"His... first love..." Luo Yan lowered her face sadly, and gradually told Leng Yuntian everything she heard in the coffee shop that day!
"You actually knew and didn't stop them. One by one today." Leng Yuntian resisted the urge to get angry. Thinking that she was being bullied even after getting married, he felt particularly dissatisfied.
"Why didn't you tell me in advance?" he asked excitedly, touching the wound at the corner of his mouth, and blood oozed out again.
Luo Yan quickly took out the tissue and wiped away the blood on the corner of his mouth.
"I'm afraid of causing you trouble, and I don't want to be a burden to you." She looked at him softly. "Brother, I will manage the marriage well, don't worry!"
Leng Yichen who was on the side couldn't stand it any longer and couldn't help but said dissatisfiedly, "Brother, people don't know about today's incident. They thought you were Rong Junlie's love rival. Who hasn't been in the past? Since Yan'er
We all know this, so you don’t have to be so impulsive!”
"To put it this way, it's me, the eldest brother, who is meddling in other people's business!" Leng Yuntian looked at him with a stern look. Leng Yichen tugged at the corner of his mouth and muttered without fear of death, "They are already married, why are you still here?"
So, if you're not meddling in other people's business, then what are you?"
"You..." Leng Yuntian is going to be so angry at his younger brother!
"You are not much better. You messed with women outside and made Situ Wei angry. I wonder how you will explain to the Situ family!"
The target of the attack was immediately pointed at Leng Yichen. Even if Leng Yichen still wanted to refute, he could only sit there and say nothing.
Luo Yan didn't feel anything in her heart. She believed what Leng Yuntian said. But when Leng Yuntian said that Rong Junlie was so close to that girl, she refused to believe it to her death!
But now, her phone is always on, and Rong Junlie has not called. The phone is so empty, like a bottomless pit, and the empty feeling of suffering and anxiety in waiting is almost swallowing her up.
.
,
Leng Yuntian didn't let Luo Yan help her heal the wound. Maybe he was told by his brother to meddle in other people's business. His face remained cold. After a while, he went out alone. Where he went, the book didn't tell him.
Luo Yan sat on the sofa of the Leng family, her eyes vaguely worried.
Leng Yichen came over, handed her a glass of red wine, and said in a leisurely tone, "Just wait for his call. Don't wait. The call that should come will come sooner or later. If the call doesn't come, just call it yourself. Others
They may not answer it!”
Listening to his words, Luo Yan really didn't know whether Leng Yichen in front of her was comforting herself or teasing herself.
"What are you talking about? I'm not waiting for anyone's call!"
She put the phone away angrily, but she already somewhat agreed with what Leng Yichen said.
Leng Yichen sat down next to her, suddenly shook the red wine glass held by his slender fingers, and asked in a low voice, "What if Rong Junlie really rekindles his first love, will you regret marrying him?"
"He wouldn't be like this. Even if he did that to that girl, there must be his reasons!" Luo Yan's fierce reaction made Leng Yichen stunned. He narrowed his narrow peach blossom eyes and suddenly laughed -
—
"I really can't tell. You two have a very deep relationship. 1"
"You just know. Anyway, you and your eldest brother don't have to worry about my affairs. You should quickly find a way to coax my sister-in-law back!"
When he talked about his own affairs, Leng Yichen was like an eggplant beaten by frost, and his whole person became extremely depressed.
"What? Are you encountering a problem?"
Luo Yan looked at his melancholy and embarrassed look and couldn't help but blink her eyes.
Leng Yichen didn't speak, just drank wine alone.
"Why don't you tell me, and I'll analyze it for you and give you some advice!"
The best topic to divert emotions is gossiping about other people's affairs. Luo Yan successfully did it, so the wait for Rong Junlie's call was not so difficult.
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Here, Rong Junlie always had a gloomy expression. He had been looking bad since he came out of the police station.
An Xiaoya felt very sorry. She always looked at him secretly. She wanted to say something, but she didn't dare to say it. She just felt that Rong Junlie in front of her was almost unfamiliar to her now!
His cold look was something she had never seen before!
In An Xiaoya's eyes, heart, and memory, Rong Junlie is still the image of the big brother next door who takes great care of her.
The car drove all the way to the city. Rong Junlie sent An Xiaoya back. An Xiaoya's residence was some distance away from the city.
"Junlie, I'm sorry, you were misunderstood today1"
"fine--"
What makes Rong Junlie angry is that Leng Yuntian always looks like he doesn't believe him, which greatly affects his male self-esteem.
An Xiaoya sat there twirling her hands, feeling a little uneasy, "Jun Lie, will my appearance cause misunderstanding to your wife?"
Although she knew that Rong Junlie was married, An Xiaoya couldn't help but feel a little hurt. She knew that the two of them could never be together. She didn't know why, but she still felt sad.
Rong Junlie drove the car without looking away from the front. When he heard An Xiaoya's slightly sad words, he came back to his senses, looked at her who was a little depressed, and comforted her in a low voice, "She is fine.
, you won’t misunderstand me!”
"Oh..." An Xiaoya didn't know whether to be happy or disappointed after hearing this.
After a while, Rong Junlie drove the car outside the apartment where An Xiaoya lived.
The car was quite good. Rong Junlie personally helped her out. When An Xiaoya grabbed Rong Junlie's strong arm and carefully got out, she was in such close contact with him that she could almost hear the strong heartbeat coming from her chest.
Voice.
Under the cover of night, An Xiaoya couldn't help but blush.
After getting out of the car, An Xiaoya shyly led Rong Junlie towards the apartment where she lived.
This is an old-fashioned garden apartment. Although the living facilities next to it are not bad, the house is really too old.
Initially looking at An Xiaoya's plain clothes, Rong Junlie thought she was a frugal girl, but after seeing that the environment she lived in was a bit bad, Rong Junlie felt confident that maybe An Xiaoya was really serious in life.
is having difficulty.
There is a long path, and the silhouettes of a man and a woman are reflected under the tall trees next to it.
An Xiaoya didn't dare to look at the man beside her, but she had the courage to look at Rong Junlie's figure walking forward with her.
"Are you planning to find a job in China?" Rong Junlie's low words suddenly broke the silence between the two of them.
An Xiaoya raised her head slightly, her eyes as gentle as water, like a soft crescent moon. She looked at Rong Junlie and nodded.
"Well, but the job I'm looking for is somewhat special, so I'm waiting for news now..."
Rong Junlie looked at her, his eyes subconsciously falling on her legs. When An Xiaoya touched them, her body stiffened slightly.
Her sensitivity caught Rong Junlie's eye, and he immediately shifted his gaze and said in a slightly relaxed tone, "If you need help, just ask me!"
"Well, thank you, but I can handle it myself!" An Xiaoya is not willing to ask Rong Junlie for help in this regard. She has her own pride.
When Rong Junlie escorted An Xiaoya to the door of her apartment, Rong Junlie looked at the still broken lock of the security door and his eyes darkened slightly.
"Okay, it's time for me to go..." Rong Junlie said in a polite tone, but still kept a certain distance.
An Xiaoya looked at the man in front of her. He was more charming than he had been many years ago, making people even more fascinated and in love with him.
Although she knew that she and him were as different as each other, An Xiaoya still hoped in her heart that she could stay with him for a little longer, even if it was just for a while...
With greedy thoughts in her heart, An Xiaoya became anxious when she spoke out——
"Jun Lie, your face is injured, why don't you come in and I can apply it for you..."
After Rong Junlie heard this, he was slightly stunned. Looking at her soft eyes, which seemed to be filled with endless affection, Rong Junlie squinted his eyes slightly. Looking at these eyes, he seemed to see Luo Luo again.
Yan's eyes.
In a flash, he opened his lips and almost agreed, but a gust of cold night wind cleared his mind.
"It doesn't matter, I should go back!"
When their eyes met, An Xiaoya had obvious disappointment in her eyes when she heard his words. Rong Junlie didn't want to see these disappointed eyes, which seemed to contain huge grievances, which made him feel a little sad.
Can't bear it.
Although he couldn't remember that love affair that others thought was particularly unforgettable, Rong Junlie's heart was slightly touched when he looked at the weak girl in front of him. He also knew that this was definitely not the case.
like!
It's just an instinct, an instinctive touch involving emotions!
"Jun Lie..."
When he turned around, An Xiaoya was suddenly moved and hugged him from behind with both hands.