426 The Marriage President of a Rich Family Calm Down 86 He Can Feel It Too
Soothing music flows in the cafe.
Liang Yirou looked at the woman in front of her and couldn't help but feel funny.
After returning to China, she seemed to be very attached to this cafe.
Not only did Yan Ranran find her here, in order to threaten her to leave her son.
Then Wen Huiya also met her here to threaten her into leaving her husband.
And now, is this woman sitting here with him to threaten her into leaving her ex-boyfriend?
If that was the case, she didn't have to be like this. It would have been impossible for her and Leng Yuntian.
"Miss Liang, I'm here to see you today..."
Before Yan Kejia could finish speaking, Liang Yirou interrupted the conversation.
"Miss Yan, please just call me Yirou. I think, given our relationship, calling me Miss Liang is too unfamiliar. I'll call you Kejia, okay?"
Liang Yirou looked at the face of the perfect woman so close and said in a cool tone.
Yan Kejia raised her eyebrows and smiled, and the two pear dimples on both sides of her cheeks sunk deeply.
Her porcelain-white jade skin glowed with a different kind of brilliance under the light.
Like jade carved from ice, her crystal clear eyes were filled with broken light, and she suddenly grinned.
"Of course, I've never had any friends of the same sex, so I couldn't wish for anything like this!"
As she said this, the expression on her face was a little helpless.
She was in poor health when she was a child, and her family had always been strict with her.
Later, because of the protection and company of Mu Yuntian, he even kept a distance from the people around him.
Even now, there is no one around me who can talk to me.
Liang Yirou nodded noncommittally, took a sip of the coffee in front of her.
With clear eyes, she turned to look out the window at the endless stream of people, with an almost invisible look on her face.
"Presumably, Yirou, you know the past between me and Yuntian, right?"
Yan Kejia twirled the cup in front of her with her fingers, looking at Liang Yirou, her red lips parted slightly, her eyes bright and clear.
Liang Yirou nodded gently. She had nothing to fake about these things.
To know is to know.
Perhaps, after that banquet and Leng Yuntian's temperament, she truly understood the status of this woman in Leng Yuntian's mind, right?
The coffee I drank in my mouth had a faint bitter taste, which continued to spread in my mouth.
Yan Kejia chuckled lightly, like a high lotus flower.
The arrogance of being able to emerge from the mud without staining, and wash away the clear ripples without being demonic.
"Actually, Miss Yan, you don't need to care about our marriage. It's just a marriage certificate! Without that agreement, we might still be strangers now!"
Liang Yirou raised the corners of her lips mockingly.
The expression on his face was a bit far-fetched.
I don’t know if it’s my problem or someone else’s problem.
"Marriage contract? Agreement?"
Yan Kejia had never heard such remarks before, and was shocked. A look of astonishment flashed across his face for a moment.
Liang Yirou smiled and nodded.
"Yes, agreement! An agreement between me and Leng Yuntian!"
She still remembered Leng Yuntian's words that he would protect herself.
But now, it seems that the person who has caused him the most harm is Leng Yuntian himself, not anyone else.
The corners of his lips curled up slightly in a mocking tone.
Liang Yirou shook her head but smiled and said nothing.
Yan Kejia's heart suddenly felt like millions of fireworks were blooming continuously, and the clouds and mists in the sky were suddenly pushed aside by this dazzling light, revealing the dark sky in the night.
"To tell you the truth, Yuntian is my first love. He is the man I have loved for more than 20 years. I can't let him go! If my health was not good before, maybe I would let him go! Now, I can't!"
Now that she has come back, she must have come with absolute certainty.
Now it is natural to clear all obstacles ahead.
Liang Yirou was the first to bear the brunt.
"You don't need to regard me as your imaginary enemy. Leng Yuntian has always had you in his heart, and I am just a dispensable substitute!"
Liang Yirou thought of Leng Yuntian's madness that night when he heard Yan Kejia's name.
With her heartbreaking pain.
The whole body was trembling slightly.
"You've always had me? Really?"
Yan Kejia stretched out her slender white fingers and pointed at herself.
His eyes widened, and his tone was a little unbelievable.
"Well, it's true!"
Liang Yirou lowered her head and pursed her lips tightly.
It has to be said that it is really sad to be someone's wife and be able to do it to this extent.
What's even sadder is that she is still talking about these things to Leng Yuntian's ex.
Even more ironic.
Yan Kejia's eyes suddenly burst into light.
As bright as the stars in the sky.
She smiled at Liang Yirou, but suddenly she felt something was wrong, and the expression on her face became awkward.
At this time, she seemed to be a winner.
And Liang Yirou, sitting opposite, is the real loser.
"Miss Yan, I wish you happiness, and tell Leng Yuntian to give me the divorce agreement as soon as possible!"
Liang Yirou grabbed the bag next to her in a somewhat embarrassed manner and spoke quickly.
Yan Kejia lowered his head and thought for a while.
He looked up at Liang Yirou with a calm and serious expression.
"Do you think Yuntian really doesn't like you?"
The feeling Leng Yuntian gave her had always been like this.
Even more so, he was so cold to himself, which made people feel cold in their hearts.
Liang Yirou lowered her head, her long eyelashes leaving two dark shadows on her eyelids.
Covering the original appearance.
“It’s useless to say more at this point!”
No matter what, they are no longer possible.
It's better to fulfill these two things*.
There seems to be a big black hole in my heart, and the wind blows and whistles from time to time.
There are extremely fine capillaries hidden on Liang Yirou and Baixi's skin. Under the light, she looks particularly helpless and fragile.
"Well, I forgot about that. I have something to do at home, so I'm going back first!"
The two of them sat across from each other, feeling awkward.
Liang Yirou smiled helplessly at Yan Kejia, with an unnatural expression on her face.
Yan Kejia seemed to have nothing to say at this time, and could only nod apologetically towards Liang Yirou.
Liang Yirou picked up her bag and left, feeling the wind whistling through the black hole in her heart.
Getting bigger and bigger.
Watching Liang Yirou disappear in front of him.
Yan Kejia then picked up the phone, found a person's name in the address book, and dialed.
"She's gone now. If you want to chase her, it might still be too late!"
After saying that, Yan Kejia hung up the phone and the expression on his face immediately turned gloomy.
Will Leng Yuntian still have her presence in his heart?
She didn't know the answer, it was just a woman's sixth sense that told her.
Leng Yuntian must have Liang Yirou in his heart.
She picked up her phone and opened the lock screen.
There are photos of her and Mu Yuntian taken many years ago.
At that time, the two were still childhood sweethearts.
No matter who in the school talks about them, they can't help but praise them.
Nowadays, time has passed and many things have changed from what they were before.
Including the feelings between the two of them.
Here, Liang Yirou, who had left the cafe, lowered her head and walked slowly forward.
The steps under his feet seemed unusually heavy, and their conversation just now was still echoing in his ears.
What if Yan Kejia told her from above that he wanted her to leave Leng Yuntian?
She might sneer at her.
But her smiling face made her a little embarrassed.
Those words were both from her heart and the truth.
Just saying it from her mouth made me feel more sad and painful no matter what.
"Liang Yirou..."
Suddenly a man's shout appeared behind him.
Liang Yirou was silent for a moment, then turned to look at the person coming.
It's Leng Yuntian.
The expression on her face dimmed instantly.
It's like dark clouds covering the sky, without the moisture of the sun, everything seems to have lost its vitality and vitality.
She took steps to leave.
But Leng Yuntian, who was behind her, took a few steps quickly, grabbed her arm, and blocked her way forward.
"You don't want to see me that much?"
When he saw Liang Yirou before, the happy expression on Leng Yuntian's face had disappeared.
Instead, there was a cold look on his face.
His dark eyes looked at Liang Yirou without blinking, his expression was cold and solemn, and there was a low air pressure all over his body.
"Yes, I don't want to see you, but why do you have to appear in front of me?"
Liang Yirou spoke in a cold voice.
Looking tit-for-tat at Leng Yuntian standing in front of him, he gritted his teeth tightly and left no room for words.
Leng Yuntian stood there coldly, saying nothing.
The two figures looked like sculptures looking at each other, standing motionless on the edge of the street.
The harsh ringtone of the mobile phone rang, breaking the embarrassment and confrontation between the two people.
Leng Yuntian made no move.
His generous palm was still placed on Liang Yirou's arm.
Don't let go, don't let go.
Liang Yirou's eyes quickly flashed with light.
Looking at him mockingly.
"I won't lose it!"
Leng Yuntian glanced at her sideways, snorted coldly, and took out the phone from his pocket.
He looked coldly at the three words "Yan Kejia" that kept beating on the phone screen.
in silence.
Liang Yirou naturally saw it very clearly.
The smile on the corner of his mouth was cold, "Why don't you answer the phone? Keep answering!"
She raised her head with a smile, but the smile on her face did not reach her eyes, and the cold feeling made her whole body feel chilly.
"Do we really want to keep talking like this?"
Leng Yuntian frowned and looked at her, who was becoming more and more unfamiliar, with a stern expression.
Liang Yirou chuckled and shook her head, looking disdainfully at Leng Yuntian.
"If you give me back all the things I lost, I promise to smile at you and greet you with joy and laughter!"
Speaking of this, Liang Yirou lowered his eyes.
His expression also dropped.
I have been dreaming at night for the past few days.
I always dream of a child who keeps crying.
Those hoarse cries made people feel heartache.
She tried hard to find that voice, that child.
But he never got out of the fog.
When I woke up, I was surprised to find that there were tears all around the pillow towel.
Leng Yuntian was silent, lowering his head and looking deeply into Liang Yirou's tear-filled eyes.