Something stabbed Bo Zhanye hard at the tip of her heart, locking her crimson eyes:
"What do you mean I don't take it seriously?
If I didn't take it seriously, I wouldn't have let her take medicine and make herself covered in bruises."
He would never show his wounds to others, but at this moment, he directly opened his suit and shirt, revealing the wounds on his chest.
Lan Xixi originally thought he was going to be a hooligan, but the next second, she saw shocking blood stains, and her face turned pale:
"What's going on? Why are you so injured?"
Bo Zhanye: "It's more serious on the legs. Do you want me to take a look at it too?"
more serious?
Lan Xixi had a lump in her throat, thinking of the scene where she sat on his lap last night and he groaned.
I don’t know what’s wrong with me, I obviously shouldn’t pay attention to him, but seeing him suffer such a serious injury, it still feels like I’ve eaten a bitter lotus, and my heartache is unbearable:
"No, let me ask you how you got the wound? What medicine did you want Lan Jiao to use?"
She was anxious, heartbroken, and in tears.
Bo Zhan thought at night that she still cared about him. He felt slightly better and explained:
"I didn't agree to the condition she made before, but later it was changed to a condition that if I can still have sex with her while taking medication, she will divorce me.
She bought the medicine, which has hallucinatory properties. She pretended to be you in that situation, and I almost lost control several times."
So, he resorted to self-mutilation to stay awake!
He touched Lan Jiao because of the medicine and because Lan Jiao pretended to be her!
Lan Xixi was shocked, she never thought that this was the case.
The original anger and determination seemed to be suppressed by a big hand, unable to come out.
At this time, Bo Zhanye said again:
"I don't know what she said to you or what she saw. I thought she was you a few times and almost touched her.
But the fact is, no, as the deepest wound on the leg proves.
As for not replying to you that night, I wanted to resolve it before returning to China. I also took into account that she was Xiaomo's mother and gave her the final respect.
I didn't intend to hide this from you, but you found out from her before I had time to tell you."
Every word was spoken calmly and calmly, with no other expression on his face.
He didn't lie.
Lan Xixi knew better that there was no need for him to lie to her.
Now that I think about it, in the videos Lan Jiao sent him, he was indeed wearing clothes!
And if he really had a real relationship with Lan Jiao, Lan Jiao should also use the most direct video and not take it out of context like that.
There is no need to use audio and video to add fuel to the fire.
Therefore...the fact is: in that case, he would rather hurt himself than sleep with Lan Jiao.
In an instant, Lan Xixi's heart was completely shattered.
The angry emotions inside, the angry unwillingness, the despair and collapse, the painful discomfort...all disappeared.
What replaced it was deep heartache.
"I'm sorry, I was preparing a birthday gift for you, but Lan Jiao suddenly appeared and showed me those photos and videos. After that, I called you, but you didn't directly deny it, so I got confused and thought it was the truth.
sorry."
She apologized sincerely and was annoyed about why she was so impulsive every time.
Bo Zhanye smiled and raised her lowered face:
"When you get angry, you break up and disappear. It's really unbearable.
But...if you weren't angry, I should cry."
His voice was helpless, fervent, and a little helpless.
Lan Xixi felt really bad when she thought about torturing him all night:
"I'm really sorry. Who told you not to make it clear earlier?"
Bo Zhanye's eyes dimmed for five seconds before he said:
"Xiaoxi, I value the relationship between men and women more than you do. Although I didn't have actual sexual relations with her, I touched her anyway. That's a fact.
So I had no reason to deny it at the time."
Lan Xixi's face tightened: "Where can I find someone like you! That's obviously different. One is a misunderstanding and the other is a matter of principle."
"So?" Bo Zhanye's eyes flashed slightly, and he asked with a little anxiety and hope: