"Yao Weiting, you are sick. Let me say it again, I don't love you. I have never even liked you. Let's break up."
After Hegers said this, he shook off Yao Weiting's hand and quickly entered the hotel, leaving Yao Weiting standing outside the hotel like a statue.
Never loved, never even liked. Sure enough, there was a purpose from the beginning, there was never love. It's ridiculous, ridiculous, ridiculous that he foolishly thought that she had feelings for him.
It's ridiculous that he really wants to marry her, it's ridiculous that he thinks he can convince her to give up her hatred.
"Sir, are you okay?" The hotel waiter saw that something was wrong with Yao Weiting and came forward.
"She doesn't love me, she doesn't like me, not at all, she's just using me from beginning to end..."
Yao Weiting felt like steel knives were being inserted into his chest one after another. From beginning to end, he was just a joke.
"Little brother, women are always telling the truth. If you take it seriously, you are stupid." At this time, a young couple speaking Chinese came out of the hotel. The man stepped forward and patted Yao Weiting on the shoulder.
"What are you talking about? What does it mean for a woman to say what she means? Hey, handsome guy, is that blond and blue-eyed girl just now your girlfriend? I think she seems to be crying. If she really doesn't love you or like you, she won't cry.
, maybe she has some unavoidable reasons. If you really love her, don’t give up easily."
"Are you crying? Why didn't I see it?" the man asked doubtfully.
"You have eyes on the top of your head. How can you see them? Handsome guy, if you really give up like this, you will be in trouble. If you like it, just chase her. I just saw that she seems to live in room 1316. Do you want to go up and take a look?"
Now, two people talking is completely different from talking standing outside this hotel."
The girl persuaded Yao Weiting.wavv
"Are you really crying? Room 1316"
Yao Weiting murmured, seeming to see hope. Yes, if he left like this, how could he live up to Uncle Long Ze's instructions and his own heart.
"Believe me, I can't be wrong." The girl who had walked away looked back at Yao Weiting and said with a bright smile.
Yao Weiting took the elevator and arrived outside the guest room on the 1316th floor. He raised his hand and tried to knock on the door, but the door suddenly opened from inside.
"What else are you doing? Didn't I make it clear enough?" Hagers said in a deep voice, and made a gesture to close the door.
"Yuhan, look, I just prepared to knock on the door, and you opened the door. We have a "tacit understanding". I know that girls like to talk sarcastically, and I know that you love me. Otherwise, how could you have done it on the first day we met?
Are you with me?"
When he went upstairs, Yao Weiting had already adjusted his mood. He didn't know how deep his love for Yao Yuhan was, but he was unwilling to give up now. He was willing to try again and work harder. Besides, he could do anything in front of the person he liked.
Not a shame.
"Ghosts and you are connected. I ordered takeout just now. I just thought the food delivery person had arrived. Please get out." Hagers said unhappily when he saw Yao Weiting squeezing in shamelessly.
"If you are a ghost, then I will be a ghost too. Yuhan, seeing that you are in such good spirits, why don't we do something?" Yao Weiting said as he glanced at Hagers with malicious intent. His look was really that of a gangster.
very.
Hagers turned his back and entered the bathroom. The smile on Yao Weiting's face immediately disappeared and he took off his coat. In fact, he was not sure.
Within a moment, Hagers came out, but when she came out again, she was no longer the girl with blue eyes and blond hair. The most obvious thing was that her eyes were now black. The only difference was that they were still the same as before.
of beautiful.
In fact, she is Long Ze's daughter, and the genes in her body are not entirely Chinese. Because of this, Yao Weiting has never doubted it before.
"Yao Weiting, don't you have anything to ask?" Seeing that Yao Weiting didn't speak, Hagers said again.
"No, it's good. Black is more beautiful. Our baby will definitely have beautiful black eyes in the future."
Yao Weiting forced himself to calm down and said, God knows, his heartbeat was already over 120 at this time. He was so nervous that he never expected that Hagers went into the bathroom to take off his contact lenses.
"Yao Weiting, are you still pretending? Then let me tell you, I am not an American, I am Chinese. Do you want to know my original name? I don't have a father. My mother is from Hong Kong. Her name is Wang Yike. Where is she?
Passed away a few months ago..."
Although Yao Weiting knew about it before getting on the plane, he was still shocked when Wang Yichun said it.
"I think you must have heard my name many times." Looking at Yao Weiting's shocked expression, the left corner of Wang Yichun's mouth raised. Long Haoyu's subordinates and friends had taken a fancy to his identity at the beginning and thought it would cost him some money.
She didn't expect her strength to be so easy, to win his trust so easily, to become his girlfriend so easily, to move into Ouyang's house so easily. Everything that was so easy made her suspicious.
"I've heard that you are Long Haoyu's half-sister." Yao Weiting finally found his voice.
"Yes, and we are still enemies. He killed my mother. Do you want me to avenge this revenge?" Wang Yichun walked up to Yao Weiting, lifted his chin, and looked at him condescendingly.
"If it is really Long Haoyu who killed him, it is murder and should be handed over to the police. You should not take revenge in private. You are not his opponent."
Yao Weiting looked at Wang Yichun. He had never experienced it, but he knew something about Wang Yike. He didn't know whether Wang Yike should die, but everyone was already dead, so the so-called revenge was really just a joke.
This is the 21st century, not ancient times, nor is it a vendetta. Everything has its own laws.
"So I need to get close to him through you, Yao Weiting, will you help me? As long as I kill him, I will marry you." This time Wang Yichun sat on Yao Weiting's lap, lowered his head, and brushed his lips gently
Passing his lips, it seemed to be tempting, but also seemed to be announcing.
"I can't kill him, let alone Long Haoyu. I can't even beat Ouyang Minghao. Yuhan, I still like this name. I've heard a lot about auntie, and I think..."
"Do you also think my mommy deserves to die?" Wang Yichun suddenly grabbed Yao Weiting's neck and asked with fierce eyes, as if Yao Weiting would strangle him to death if he dared to say yes.
"For you, your mommy must be a good mommy, but..."
"No, I never think she is a good mother. She is a selfish woman. Even if she gave birth to me, it was because I could help her achieve her wish. Once I lose my value, I will be nothing in her eyes. She has never
Neither is a good mother."
Wang Yichun's hand loosened slightly, but did not leave Yao Weiting's neck. Not only that, she lowered her head instead, and the breath of her words blew on Yao Weiting's face. That smile, which was uglier than crying, made Yao Weiting's heart skip a beat.
twitch.
He felt sorry for her, yes, he felt sorry for Wang Yichun. Although they were both raised by their mothers, Yao's mother was a good mother. Not only did she take good care of her son, but she also gave her maternal love without reservation. Not only that
, she is also an enlightened mother.
Although that man is not as good as Long Ze, he would often visit him in the past. Although his father's love was not given much, Yao Weiting could at least feel it, but Wang Yichun was different. Not only did she not feel maternal love
, not even knowing his biological father.
At this moment, Yao Weiting just wanted to hold Wang Yichun tightly in his arms, and he understood.
"Yuhan, have I told you about my father?" Yao Weiting hugged Wang Yichun tightly and put his head on her shoulder.
"Don't talk, listen to me." Yao Weiting stopped Wang Yichun and said slowly: "In the eyes of the world, my mother is what people often call a mistress, but she is a great mother."
"My mother and that man are classmates. They have been together since college. The man said that he would marry her after graduation. But when my mother was pregnant with me and thought he would marry her, he married another man.
A woman, because that woman could make him rise in the officialdom, because that woman could bring him power beyond love, so he chose that woman, and my mother became the shady 'mistress'.
If it weren't for me, my mother might have left him decisively, but because of my existence, my mother chose to compromise. Even though she knew it was a lie, she chose to believe that man again and again, day after day, year after year.
One year..."
Wang Yichun didn't speak anymore. She listened carefully. The hand that turned out to be dangerous now also hugged Yao Weiting's neck.
She finally understood why she chose Yao Weiting, because they were both children who were not loved by their father, because they were both lonely and pitiful.
This is the first time the word 'poor' has appeared in Wang Yichun's mind. She has always felt that she should not use this word, but now, she feels that this word should be used on them.
"What happened next? Why did Auntie come to Long's house to work as a servant?" Wang Yichun asked in a gentle voice.
"Later I met Long Haoyu. I could not only take revenge on that man, but also fail to fulfill my dream, so I took the initiative to find Long Haoyu. From that day on, I became Long Haoyu's person. That man got off his horse.
and was in jail. At that time, I thought I would be very happy, but I couldn't laugh. I just wanted to cry. Originally, I wanted to leave with my mother, but my mother insisted on staying..."
"He is so despicable, he actually took advantage of you." Wang Yichun said angrily.
"No, Long Haoyu didn't use me, I was using him. I used him to help me avenge myself. I used him to come to the United States. If it weren't for him, I wouldn't have been able to get revenge. That man's position would only get worse.
The higher up, and I will never be able to pull him down. My mother will never be able to escape from that man's insidiousness, and I will never be able to come to Boston or get to know you."