For a moment, Bo Zhanye felt that his heart was grabbed by a big, thorny hand, and the pain was overwhelming and heavy.
He pursed his lips deeply: "It's my fault, I will solve it."
After saying that, he opened the car door, got out of the car, and went upstairs again.
Jiang Duoer and Jiang Yanran did not follow and left the matter to themselves to resolve.
upstairs.
The house is less than 100 square meters. As soon as you enter the house, you can hear sobbing coming from the room.
Bo Zhanye's eyes darkened, his handsome face became heavy, and he stepped inside.
After seeing that little ball on the bed, I felt even more depressed.
"It's my fault. If you want to punish me, you will punish me. Don't cry."
Lan Xixi on the bed did not reply. She still hugged her legs, buried her head, and couldn't help crying.
Bo Zhanye hates seeing women cry the most.
However, I am bored with other women, and feel distressed for Lan Xixi.
He felt his whole heart being pulled together, stood beside the bed, and spoke rationally:
"You are right, I have a bad character and you can no longer trust me.
This matter is my fault and I bear it alone.
I will give you the children, I will give you the house, and I will give you everything else. I will be punished by not having a wife and children for the rest of my life, and I will have to bear the price.
Find someone who likes you again, loves you well, and pampers you.
Whether it's Nan Jingting, Tang Shishen, or Bo Xilang, as long as they treat you well, I don't have a problem with it."
Heavy and depressing.
This is the first time he lets go.
Even though he didn't want to, it was his fault for making her sad.
Lan Xixi did not expect to hear such words, and raised her crimson eyes from crying:
"You are sick. Do you think you can like people as you please and marry as you please? You..."
The rest of her words were choked in her throat.
Because...the man kissed her lips.
Bo Zhanye inhaled all her sweetness into his lungs, kissed the tears on her face dry, and then looked at her with unusually deep eyes:
"I know you can't just like someone when you like them, and marry them whenever you want. At least, for the past thirty years, I have only liked you and wanted to marry you.
It's just that when something like this happens, I can't undo it. The only thing I can do is this.
Or, if you are still not satisfied, you can kill me."
He was serious, and there was no trace of joking in his dark eyes.
Even his eyes were red.
This was the first time Lan Xixi saw his eyes turning red and bloodshot!
Compared with her pain, it was more painful for him to bear the guilt and the helplessness of losing her.
She didn't know what was wrong with her, but she actually sympathized with him for a few seconds, and the words she cried out were a little more angry:
"Why do you only like me and only want to marry me? You obviously like her so much, and there are paintings she gave you in the study. She is the only one you love, and she should be the one you want to marry to make up for it.
The regrets of youth.”
Bo Zhanye frowned: "I never liked her. She was indeed moved when she chased me, but that wasn't like her.
The reason why the painting was placed there was because I thought she had passed away and kept it as a cherished memory like a friend.
Otherwise, if I really liked her, do you think they could have stopped me back then?"
Lan Xixi was slightly startled.
Bo Zhanye said again: "I don't know how you got the misunderstanding, but before I was twenty-five, didn't I tell you that I was always busy with work and career, so how could I have time to fall in love?
After I turned twenty-five, I had no feelings for Lan Jiao. I agreed to marry her because I mistakenly believed that the child was born to her, that it was a responsibility, and that it would be the same no matter who I married.
It wasn't until I met you later that I knew what love was and what marriage was.
This happened not because I wanted to deceive you, but because I was afraid of losing you, and I didn’t want my upcoming wedding to turn to ashes.
Xiaoxi, if you can, I still hope you can give us another chance.
If it doesn't work, I won't force it.
My only hope now is that you won't be sad and don't shed tears over my mistakes. It would make me feel bad, but it's not worth it."