Love is not unhappy: I will eventually lose my love and tell the past (9)
Chapter 591: Love is endless but not joyful
When Louis Yingwu called Lan Mufei, she stood in front of the window with a glass of water. She didn't take a sip until the water in the glass was completely cold.
On the phone, he said that he had something to deal with and that he was leaving Paris now and would be back before Yun Gu's second court hearing.
Lan Mufei looked out the window at Paris with quiet eyes. Romance and passion were the label of this city, but the city that reflected in her eyes was suffocatingly cold.
"It's okay...you pay attention to safety, I will take care of myself!"
"..."
"I'm waiting for you to come back..."
"..."
"Yingwu, I love you!" Lan Mufei raised her lips gently, her voice wandering back and forth in the large and empty living room, and there was a cold beep on the other end of her phone in response.
Lan Mufei cut off the call, threw the phone aside, held the cup in both hands and drank a full glass of ice-cold water, which seemed to freeze her internal organs and her heart, which was so painful that it was almost dying.
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It's really cold this winter!
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Louis Yingqi left Paris for three days without saying where he was going. During this period, he just sent a text message to Lan Mufei to report that he was safe. At the end of the text message, he read: Wait for me.
Lan Mufei stood in the long corridor, under the dim light, gently stroking the words "Wait for me" with her fingers, feeling despair and powerlessness seep out of her heart.
Young widow, what should I do if I can't wait for you?
Turn off the phone and use the room card to open the door.
When I walked into the room, the curtains were closed, leaving only a gap, and the light from the window seeped in stingily; I could vaguely see the tall figure standing by the window, very tall and tall.
Lan Mufei plugged in the room card, turned on the light, looked at the window, and the handbag in her hand fell silently to the thick carpet at her feet.
"Anyone can do it...why does it have to be you?" She said with difficulty, a fierce and unwilling emotion flashed across her eyes.
There was heating in the room. He was wearing a white shirt and black trousers, and his coat was placed on the back of the chair at the dining table. At this moment, his back was leaning against the wall, his hands were in his pockets, and his casual eyes fell on her grief-stricken look.
His voice was so calm that no emotion could be heard, "Because only if it's me, will he completely give up on you!"
Just like when I gave up grace without hesitation.
Whatever he has touched, the pride of the widowed Louis will never want again!
Lan Mufei wanted to turn around and leave, but her slender legs seemed to be filled with lead and were too heavy to lift up. The strength in her body was drained the moment she saw Feng Chen, and she suddenly collapsed on the ground.
"Why does it have to be like this... Why does it have to be like this..."
She lowered her head and kept mumbling to herself.
There was a hint of ambiguity and complexity in Feng Chen's eyes. He walked up to her, squatted down, stretched out his hands in his pockets to pick her up, and turned around to walk towards the huge side of the bedroom.
Lan Mufei was placed on the bed by her, her face was ashen, her thin lip was bitten with a bloody mark, and there were fine blood beads; the smell of blood lingered under her nose.
Feng Chen stood by the bed, taking away the hairpin holding her long hair with his tobacco-scented fingers, and placed them in front of her neck. He untied the orange scarf, revealing a neck with graceful curves like gelatin; and his narrow eyes.
Gradually it gets hot...
When her fingers fell on the buttons of her shirt, she instinctively raised her hand to hold his!
Her fingers were colder than an ice pick in Sanjiutian, and she held his hand tightly, even digging her nails into his skin and into his flesh.
He leaned forward in front of her, his warm breath sprayed on her face, and his voice was low: "It's still too late for you to regret it now."
The curled eyelashes on the eyes of a pool of stagnant water trembled violently, and the strength of the hand holding on to him disappeared little by little...
Do you regret it?
after many years.
There was mist under his eyes, blurring his vision. His hands hung slumped on both sides of his body, like a beautiful but weak butterfly. The colorful wings were struggling hard after being entangled in the spider web, like a steel wire spider web cutting.
His beautiful but weak wings were broken, his back was dripping with blood, and he finally had no strength to resist.
Finally - I accepted my fate.
Madam Red doesn't allow her to have a choice!
Reality does not allow her to have a choice!
Even fate doesn't allow her to choose!
Feng Chen unbuttoned her shirt, pushed her coat off to the floor, and his lips fell on her neck, the hot and wet touch making her body tremble uncontrollably.
The overwhelming nausea made her hands hanging by her sides clenched tightly into fists, her nails dug into her palms, and she spent all her strength to restrain herself from pushing him away.
His kiss paused for a few seconds, then moved from her neck to her bloody lips, holding her cheeks with both hands, not allowing her to dodge.
A clear teardrop instantly rolled down from her pupil, and she slowly closed her watery eyes, closing all the coldness and despair.
It's like thinking that you are dead!
The hibiscus warm tent is *thick, *beautiful and the cold wind is far away;
When love comes to an end, one sheds tears; good times and beautiful scenery end up in vain.
In the world outside the curtains, heavy snowflakes drifted and fell, trying desperately to embellish the city's old appearance.
The howling cold wind and the fluttering white snow buried everything that could be covered.
Winter is really coming.
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The next day, the downstairs of the hotel was crowded with reporters. Feng Chen left the CD on the table before going downstairs, "Give this to Tang Shiyan, she will know how to do it."
When he left, he held another CD in his hand, which he wanted to take to Mrs. Hong. As for the newspaper headlines this morning, don't worry, the arrangements that should be made have already been arranged.
Lan Mufei picked up the clothes on the ground and put them on one by one, walked to the window, opened the curtains, and could see the reporters squatting in the snow. After the dust was sealed, they were almost surrounded by water, and the spotlights kept flashing. If it weren't for
With two bodyguards helping to clear the way, it was difficult for him to get into the car.
She held the CD she got from the table tightly to her chest, her dry eyes not even crying with tears. She sat leaning against the wall on the ground for who knows how long, until her body became cold and stiff.
The whole world is quiet.
The hotel attendant called to remind me that check-out time was approaching.
Lan Mufei looked through the window at the entrance of the hotel. All the reporters had left, leaving only countless messy footprints in the empty space.
Just like her life.
When she walked out of the hotel, she was greeted by the biting cold wind. She held her handbag tightly, which contained very important things; the snow was so thick that it almost covered her feet.
The cold wind filled my chest and I suddenly realized that I had left my scarf in the hotel. I tightened my low-collar coat and continued walking forward, not wanting to go back to that dark room again.
The pace suddenly paused——
A tall figure in a black coat stood straight in front of her. There were a few touches of silver on the black cloth, as well as on his hair and eyebrows. She didn't know how long he had been waiting in the snow. His face was pale and his thin lips were also...
Almost transparent white, a pair of deep blue eyes covered with scarlet bloodshot eyes, and the exhaustion between the brows could not be concealed no matter what.
Lan Mufei looked at him blankly, her heart suddenly tightening, and pain instantly spread throughout her limbs, as if someone had pinned her down and she couldn't move.
He stepped on the thick snow, the creaking sound drifted in the cold wind, and walked to her step by step; her loose collar was blown open by the wind, and the obvious kiss marks on Bai Xi's skin were fierce.
It stung his eyes fiercely, and the pain penetrated deep into his soul.
"You don't believe me that much?" His lips were trembling even as he pursed his lips, and his voice was so calm and mechanical that no emotion could be heard.
"What I don't believe in is fate." Lan Mufei heard her voice seem to be absent in the cold wind, much like an illusion.
Snap!
After a crisp sound, Lan Mufei lost her balance and fell to sit on the snow. Her messy hair covered half of her face, her inner lip was chipped by her teeth, and her mouth was filled with the smell of blood.
Louis Indigo slapped her with great force, and her arm was shaking uncontrollably after the slap.
Is she in pain?
But it hurts me ten times, a hundred times, a thousand times more than hers!
"Lan Mu Fei, you are so mean!" His scarlet eyes were occupied by anger and fate, and when he heard his own voice, he gritted his teeth and squeezed it out word by word.
How could she debase herself in such a way!
How could you treat him in such a cruel way!
She was the one who said they would stick together at the beginning, and it was she who gave him the courage to go on and the reason to persevere; why would she give up before him now?!
Lan Mufei's whole body was stiff, her eyes were moist, something was blocking her throat, she wanted to cry or scream, but she couldn't; her heart seemed to be cut with a dull knife, and she was in incomparable torment and pain.
Lan Mufei, you are so mean!
Six words, six extremely sharp knives pierced into her soul, causing her unbearable pain. They were destined to be with her forever.
Not knowing when, snowflakes started to fly again, dancing all over the sky, falling lightly on the ground, falling on her hair, her clothes, and her skin.
His figure gradually faded away in the wind and snow, leaving only a pale space in her world.
Hang Hang walked up to her with an umbrella, squatted down, raised her arm, and stuffed the umbrella into her hand. His eyes looked like pity, sympathy, resentment, and——
"Do you know where the count has been these past two days?" Hang Hang's calm voice sounded slowly, with a pitiful look on his face. He paused and continued: "He will not beg Madam Hong, but he went to country C.
I beg your Lifei brother."
"Because he promised you that he would keep Yun Gu! But what have you done to him..."
Even the President and Prime Minister have to give three cents to Mrs. Hong. She controls the power of two major families and also controls the economic lifeline. Who dares to offend her!
It is not easy to keep Yungu, unless you have an absolute political status and have 100% strength who is not afraid to oppose Madam Hong; there is no one in France, but there is in country C!
As long as Long Lifei is willing to help, even if it involves international relations, the president and prime minister will be willing to sell Long Lifei's face to save an insignificant Yungu!
Such an arrogant, arrogant and unruly man never bothered to compromise or lower his attitude; but he had suffered so much indifference and ridicule in the past half month; even though some people did not dare to go too far due to his aura, but earlier
Attentiveness and flattery are long gone.
A police chief recalled that when he saw Louis Ingol, he wanted to lower his head to the ground and lick the count's shoes, but now he has an indifferent attitude and said, "We also act in accordance with the law, so please don't embarrass us..."
..."I just want to get rid of the count!"
If not, there is really no other way.
If he hadn't fallen in love to the dust, how could the count have been filled with anger since the first mention of Long Lifei to now put down his attitude and seek his love rival!
I gave up my status, my honor and my only family, and now I gave up even my last self-esteem and pride for Lan Mufei.
Lan Mufei, you stabbed him hard in the chest. Do you know how painful it will be and how bloody the wound will be?
Let him... feel so embarrassed.
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His slender body was obviously stiff in the snow, his mind was confused and blank, and he didn't even know when Hang Hang left.
The palms of my hands were spread out with no strength, and the umbrella that was swept away by the cold wind rolled over several times on the snow and gradually moved away.
My eyes, which had been holding back tears until now, suddenly burst into tears.
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Zhou Jin knew everything, it was Hang Hang who told him; the moment he saw the count, he knelt on the ground in front of Louis Yingwidow without hesitation.
"Earl, I'm sorry..." It was him who failed to protect Miss Lan. If he hadn't been pushed away by Miss Lan, he could have stopped Miss Lan in time, and maybe everything would be different now.
Every muscle in Louis Yingqi's body seemed to be stiff. He walked in with stiff and mechanical steps. Without even looking at Zhou Jin who was kneeling on the ground, he slammed the door with a loud "bang".
Hang Hang helped Zhou Jin stand up and patted his shoulder to express relief.
It's not Zhou Jin's fault, Lan Mufei's fault, and the earl's fault. If it's fate, it's fate that plays tricks on people. It gave two people with different destinies a love, but it didn't give them eternal life.
The sound of shattering and destruction kept coming from the room. Hang Hang and Zhou Jin were unable to do anything. They leaned against the wall and smoked, listening to the intermittent sounds coming from inside. How violent the sounds were represented how painful the earl was.
Hang Hang took a deep breath and looked up at the ceiling of the corridor. In fact, he understood the earl.
When the earl learned about the incident between Grace and Feng Chen, he just laughed it off; that was because Grace was just one of many women, and it was a big deal to like her, but there was no talk of love at all.
Lan Mufei is different now. She is the woman whom the Count has given up everything and is willing to stay with for life. She is the woman who is at the top of his heart, unforgettable and cannot be forgotten in this life.
So as much as he hated Lan Mufei for giving up, it was painful!
Breathing out a cloud of white mist, her lips curled up in a self-deprecating arc. Madam Red was really ruthless enough to destroy the woman the Earl cared about most without leaving any room, and she also destroyed the original Earl.
In the days to come, neither the count nor Lan Mufei will be happy anymore.
Their love eventually died in this winter and was buried by the heavy snow.
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After all the entertainment magazines reported that the former Earl's girlfriend had an affair with Mr. Feng, rumors and rumors had reduced Lan Mufei to worthlessness; Yun Gu's lawsuit was forgotten by the public.
There is a CD given by Feng Chen, which proves that Yun Gu was near the castle when Winnie died. There is surveillance video as evidence, and if necessary, certification can be summoned; Yun Gu's grievances have been cleared, but the drug addiction cannot be escaped.
If you lose, you have to wait for the doctor's evaluation report before deciding whether to send you to a drug rehabilitation center for compulsory drug treatment or pay for addiction treatment at your own expense.
Tang Shiyan tried to get Yun Gu to be released on temporary bail until the results came out, and he would be sent to a drug rehabilitation center if he needed compulsory drug rehabilitation.
It is the police's duty to find Winnie's murderer, and it has nothing to do with them. He can't go back to the small house where he lived with Winnie before, so Lan Mufei asked him to temporarily live in the previous small apartment.
She had kept the key, and she could not return to the villa or the house of Louis Ing's widowed father.
Yun Gu slept on the sofa and she slept in the room.
The mobile phone was turned off, the telephone and network cables were all unplugged, and she locked herself in a closed time. All the abuse and condemnation from the outside world seemed to be unheard.
When she went to get things from Louis Ing's widowed father's house, she didn't meet anyone and the passwords were not changed. She entered the passwords one by one. When the door opened, what she saw was a mess and broken ground.
Avoiding sharp fragments, chairs with broken limbs, and overturned tables; walking to the bedroom, it was also in a mess, with almost no place to stand.
His eyes shifted from the ground to his eyes, and his eyes suddenly turned red.
All her things were placed safely on the bed, without any damage.
For a moment, I felt extremely sad.
Even though he was extremely angry and painful, he was reluctant to damage even one of her belongings.
This man... made her love her to the core and hurt her very much.
She put her things in the suitcase and walked out of the messy and warm house. When she saw Hang Hang standing in the corridor, she was stunned.
Hang Hang came over and took the initiative to pick up the suitcase for her, "The count knows that you will definitely come back to get your things, so let me help you."
Lan Mufei sniffed, pushed back the mist in her eyes, and hummed with a thick nasal voice.
Hang Hang put her suitcase in the trunk and opened the car door for her. Lan Mufei stood at the door of the car and did not get in the car immediately. Her eyes turned to Hang Hang's expression and hesitantly said: "He——Hui Lu
The Yi family is here?!"
Hang Hang frowned slightly, cleared his throat and said, "With so many things happening, it's impossible for him to do nothing."
Although leaving the Louis family will not lead a miserable life and can lead a better life, without power, it will be difficult to fight against Madam Red. It will be like hitting a stone with an egg.
Lan Mufei pursed her lips and wanted to speak, but she didn't know what else to say. Today's scene was what she had expected and what Madam Hong wanted to see most.
After bending down to get in the car, Hang Hang closed the car door.
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Hang Hang carried her suitcase and sent her up, but did not send her in. He stood at the door and said goodbye to her.
Lan Mufei thanked him for sending her back, looked at what he wanted to say with dry eyes, swallowed the words when they reached her lips, and closed the door quietly.
Yun Gu was not in the living room. She took off her scarf, changed her shoes and walked to the room. The door was ajar, and sounds came from the crack one after another.
Yun Gu turned his back to the door and seemed to be talking to someone on the phone. His emotions were intense and he couldn't hide the anger in his voice: "I have done what you said, when will the three million US dollars be paid?"
The back of Lan Mufei's neck stiffened instantly, and the silk scarf in her hand slipped lightly from her fingertips and fell to the ground silently.
For a moment, my breathing was stagnant.
"I can't wait that long, give the money and we will leave..."
Yun Gu cut off the phone, held the phone tightly with his fingers, took a few deep breaths, turned around and opened the bedroom door to go out.
Instantly, her eyes met Lan Mufei's eyes that were like a pool of stagnant water. The phone fell to the ground with a bang, and the screen cracked like spider webs...
"Sister..." Yun Gu's heart tightened, his voice trembled, full of fear, and he subconsciously wanted to reach out and grab her arm.
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