Feng Hao listened to her with a cold face, then lowered his eyes and continued reading without saying a word. This woman was very capable of piercing the heart with one arrow, and she could always easily anger him with a few light words.
Xia Yucheng couldn't guess what he was thinking, so she reached out to pick up the rose tea and took a few sips to moisten her throat.
After a long silence, Feng Hao finally spoke without raising his head: "Do you really want me to leave?"
"..." She was silent.
"I'm gone, will you miss me?"
"..." She continued silent.
Unable to wait for her answer, Feng Hao put down the book in his hand and stared at her closely with his deep eyes.
"I……"
"Stop talking, I don't want to hear it!" Seeing how difficult it was for her to answer an answer, Feng Hao suddenly felt anger rising in his heart.
After a while, Feng Hao raised his wrist to check the time, then picked up the mobile phone placed on the coffee table and made a call: "Are you all ready?"
After receiving the answer, he asked again: "Have you packed up all the rituals?"
Xia Yucheng's eyes crossed the computer screen and moved to Feng Hao's stern face. It turned out that it was not that he was unprepared, but that everything was proceeding as planned.
"I'm going out to smoke a cigarette." After making the call, Feng Hao picked up the cigarette case on the coffee table, put the lighter on and walked out.
Turning her head to look at the familiar tall figure that made her extremely fond of her, Xia Yucheng frowned slightly and felt a throbbing pain in her heart.
She had seen pictures of the Bahamas. The scenery was very beautiful, with azure blue sea and light pink sandy beaches. She must have had a wonderful vacation with the beautiful women by her side.
How will he get along with that Tong Leya?
Will he cook for Tong Leya? Will he greet Tong Leya? Will he treat Tong Leya like he did to her?
In fact, what she wanted to know most was, would Feng Hao really have sex with another woman? If they really had a child, she didn't know if she could really accept it.
Perhaps, leaving Fenghao is a kind of relief.
She thought of Lu Licheng accusing her of being a lunatic, but who knew the helplessness and pain in her heart. A few tears fell from the corners of her eyes, and the only sounds in the beautiful flower house were the chirping of birds and her suppressed breathing.
She felt that her life was so ridiculous and pathetic that she was not even qualified to speak her true thoughts out loud. The air around her was so oppressive that she was suffocating...
…
Feng Hao seemed to have been smoking this cigarette for a long time. An hour later, he still did not turn around.
Xia Yucheng picked up the laptop with a numb expression and slowly walked out of the greenhouse.
On the way, a maid hurriedly ran towards her: "Miss Xia, Miss Xia!"
"What's the matter?" Her eye circles were a little red and her voice was hoarse.
"Ms. Xia, Mr. Feng is already on his way to the airport. The old lady asked you what you would like to eat for dinner?"
Is he gone? Xia Yucheng's body shook violently, and as soon as his hand loosened, his laptop hit the ground heavily, making a dull sound.
"Oops, the computer fell!" The maid hurriedly knelt down to help Xia Yucheng pick up the computer. She patted the dirt on it, and Xia Yucheng's shadow was no longer in front of her eyes.
"Miss Xia..."
…
Back in the house, Xia Yucheng hurried upstairs. There was no one in the bedroom and it was extremely quiet.
The fluttering curtains let in the warm sunlight, but she still felt very cold, very cold, as if she was in an ice cellar. Even the blood and every cell in her body was cold and frozen.