"Am I... dreaming? Hmm!" Ling Xuewei let out a wine burp, and Ye Moyan frowned.
The woman in front of him had a blushing face and smelled of alcohol. Her eyes were red and swollen as if she had drank alcohol or had just cried. Her eyes were as clear as autumn water and stared at him quietly. Her pupils were as dark as obsidian, under the moonlight.
, a little more psychedelic and transparent, as if countless stars have been crushed into pieces.
This face is not weak, not gorgeous, not charming, but it is an indescribable and stunning beauty, a breathtaking beauty.
Like a demon spirit under the moonlight, it captivates the soul.
With his heart skipping a beat, Ye Moyan coldly shook Ling Xuewei away.
Unexpectedly, Ling Xuewei suddenly hugged his neck, tightly, hanging on him like a koala.
"release."
"Why are you so fierce?"
Ling Xuewei's tone was soft and a bit aggrieved.
He raised his eyebrows.
Ye Moyan stared at Ling Xuewei with a deep gaze.
"Why don't you recognize me? Why do you push me away? Do you know that I have been looking for you for a long time? I... miss you so much..."
Ye Moyan's body was slightly stiff.
"I really miss you, I miss you so much... I finally found you, but you don't remember me, and you're still with another woman... Bastard! You are the bastard! Ye Moyan..."
Ling Xuewei kept murmuring this name.
Ye Moyan was stunned because of this unfamiliar name.
Could this be her beloved?
She has someone in her heart, but she wants to seduce him? This woman really has ulterior motives!
Bang!
Ye Moyan directly threw the drunk Ling Xuewei to the ground.
Ling Xuewei fell into a coma and became sober from drinking.
"Ye Moyan?"
Ye Moyan squinted his eyes, leaned over and pinched Ling Xuewei's chin with a dangerous look in his eyes, "Look clearly, who am I?"
"that is……"
Only then did Ling Xuewei react, her eyes darkened, "You are not him..."
Her dog man was very gentle to her and would never speak to her in this tone.
Her eyes are doting and indulgent, and will tolerate all her willfulness.
He would hold her like a child, whispering and telling her to reveal more, not to drink outside while wearing such thin clothes... His occasional domineering, even paranoid, all came from his love for her.
But now, the person in front of her would only look at her with cold eyes.
She could endure Ye Moyan's amnesia, but she couldn't endure his indifference.
And...betrayal.
Snap!
Ling Xuewei angrily slapped Ye Moyan's hand away, jumped up, and stared at him fiercely.
The look in his eyes was like that of an angry little beast, but it also contained a bit of unnoticeable grievance and sadness.
The anger that originally surged inexplicably disappeared under such eyes.
Ye Moyan frowned, doubts flashing in his eyes.
Ling Xuewei really wanted to ask Ye Moyan, A Yuan's mother, who is that woman?
But she swallowed the words as soon as they came to her mouth. What qualifications did she have to question Ye Moyan now?
In Ye Moyan's heart, she is probably not as good as a servant next to him, right?
Ye Moyan doubted her, so he kept her by his side. To put it bluntly, the two of them were in a hostile relationship now, so what qualifications did she have to question him?
"Your Excellency is here late at night. What's the important business?" Ling Xuewei's expression changed.
A word that conveys coldness and alienation.
It was as if there was a gap in front of the two of them, separating him from her.
Ling Xuewei's face returned to calm.
It seems that everything before was just an illusion.
Only Ling Xuewei herself knew how tightly the hands under her sleeves were clenched.
Ye Moyan's eyes darkened slightly, flashing with inquiry.
After a moment, he coldly said, "You'd better know your identity and don't approach A Yuan at will again."
After saying that, he turned around and left.
Ling Xuewei burst into tears instantly.
All the strength, calmness, and pretense were shattered.
I couldn't hold it any longer and burst into tears.
Faced with any crisis or tribulation, even a narrow escape from death, she could not be moved. But only when faced with the petrification of Ye Moyan, she would shed the thorns all over her body.
Therefore, it would be easy for Ye Moyan to hurt her.
No need for a sharp blade, just a cold word.
What an irony.
Ling Xuewei smiled, stared at his back and disappeared into the darkness, and stood there without moving for a long time.
Oh, I don't know when it started to rain again.
It pattered and splashed water on the ground.
Bai Ze appeared and couldn't bear to say, "Go back."
Ling Xuewei didn't move.
Bai Ze is so angry that this stupid woman doesn't care about herself for a rotten man.
"If you keep doing this, I'll have to ask your daughter to come!"
"No, I'll go in right away."
Ling Xuewei swayed and turned back to the room.
"Go take a shower, you stink so much!"
Ling Xuewei went to wash up like a ghost. Bai Ze looked at her like this, his eyebrows knitted into knots. Although he was an unscrupulous host and often unreliable, he was his host after all. Seeing Ling Xuewei's appearance made him feel depressed.
No one knows better than Bai Ze how important that man is to Ling Xuewei. In the past two years, it can be said that the idea of finding him has been supporting Ling Xuewei. Now, nothing is crueler than shattering this hope.
How long has it been since he saw Ling Xuewei like this?
Ling Xuewei soaked in the bathtub, feeling frighteningly cold all over.
It wasn't until after a long time that her body was completely cold that Ling Xuewei realized that there was nothing but cold water in her tub.
Using his spiritual power, the water in the bucket slowly became hotter, and after a while, his cold body finally warmed up.
After lighting the incense, she came out. Bai Ze breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that her expression had softened.
"What are your plans?" Bai Ze asked.
She didn't speak.
"Do you want to continue to stay here? What's there to miss about that heartless scumbag? Dump him and find another one! It's not like no one wants him! Mianmian and Diandian are not short of dad. You are also a modern person after all. Why are you so old-fashioned in your thinking?
Since he is unfaithful, why are you wasting your time on this scumbag? Are you stupid?"
Bai Ze was like a nagging old woman, feeling aggrieved for Ling Xuewei.
The DNA of A Yuan and Ling Xuewei was compared by Bai Ze himself, so Bai Ze knows better than anyone else that the scientific results are correct. The child named Ye Moyan's father is not Ling Xuewei's missing son Diandian.
When Diandian was taken away by the man in black, Ye Moyan had already fallen off the cliff and disappeared.
Bai Ze felt that it would not be such a coincidence that Diandian, whose life or death was uncertain, would happen to be raised by his amnesiac father, so Ling Xuewei should not have any expectations from the beginning.
Listening to Bai Ze's comfort, Ling Xuewei felt warm in her heart, and a smile appeared on her face, "I didn't expect you to get angry one day."
"You still have the intention to tease me? I don't know who I am doing this for! Okay, if you don't want to laugh, stop laughing. It's so ugly!"
Ling Xuewei's smile gradually disappeared and she murmured, "I miss Mianmian..."
This stupid woman!
"Since you miss her, go and see her! They have already suspected you anyway, and no matter what you do, you can't clear away the suspicion!" (To be continued)