Chapter 211: Her Sacrifice in Exchange for Her Happiness

Wen Weihao's cemetery.

In the end, Wen Yin still brought Leng Xiaohui to his tombstone.

Although he didn't get his father's "permission", it has been so long, perhaps, his father is also thinking about seeing Leng Xiaohui. Otherwise, their sisters would not have been pulled in some way, and they became friends at first, but now they are a pair of rivals.

From friends, to half-sisters, to now having knots in each other's hearts, and their feelings are difficult to repair, their relationship is really ridiculous and ironic layer by layer......

"Call Daddy. If there is a spirit in heaven, I think Dad can hear you calling him. ”

Wen Yin neatly placed the flowers in front of the tombstone, and said lightly, and there seemed to be helplessness hidden in her tone.

At the same time, I suddenly remembered the scene of her impulsive suicide here that day, and when I recalled it, my heart instantly sounded in the middle of winter.

"But I don't know if he's willing to admit me. The corners of Leng Xiaohui's lips also pulled a bitter smile.

If he had been willing to admit that she was his Wen Weihao's daughter, then all this would not have happened today.

"After so many things, I believe that Dad must be looking forward to your appearance, you are his daughter, this is an understandable fact, who parents will not feel sorry for their children?"

Even if his children are disobedient and bad, what they are bleeding is his blood, this family affection, this blood relationship can't be abandoned, instinctively they will feel distressed, and they will be reluctant......

Moreover, listening to Leng Xiaohui talking about her childhood yesterday, Wen Yin couldn't help but feel sad.

While she was enjoying the joy of childhood, she didn't know that somewhere, she had a sister who was alone......

Leng Xiaohui's throat tightened instantly, and it hurt a little, but she still squeezed out a word from her throat, "Dad......"

At the same time as the voice escaped, Leng Xiaohui's tears fell down.

"Dad...... Dad ......" carried a very painful voice, and continuously shouted Wen Weihao, as if she wanted to call out all the names that had been absent in her life for so many years, and call them all at once.

Every word of her came to Wen Yin's ears, causing her a strong pain, and in the end, the severe pain, such a miserable and miserable voice, also made her feel that she owed Leng Xiaohui something.

She makes trouble, she goes crazy, she frames people, perhaps, all because of her loneliness. She was afraid of losing, she was afraid of being alone, having no one by her side, this kind of lonely, lonely days, she had enough. Therefore, she constantly wants to snatch something from others, and it seems that her psychology has been somewhat distorted......

Wen Yin glanced at Leng Xiaohui quietly, and at this moment, all the hatred and anger towards her also became lighter.

Perhaps, behind each person there is an indissoluble sadness and pain, but each one is handled in a different way......

Leng Xiaohui got closer and closer to Wen Weihao's portrait, gently brushed his photo with her fingertips, and gently wiped it on it, "Dad, actually, I also want to be like Wen Yin, obedient, sensible, and a very well-behaved daughter, but you don't even give me a chance......"

Her voice was very soft, as if there was a complaint and blame, but it was not thick, just faintly floating.

Who would have a grudge against a dead man?

In the end, Wen Yin couldn't stand it anymore, turned around, turned her back to Leng Xiaohui, didn't look at her too bleak face, and gave her a little space to talk to her father about what was in her heart.

"Do you hear me call you, and if so, appear in my dreams......"

Leng Xiaohui's voice became lower and lower, her voice was choked, and she wiped away the tears on her face, but wave after wave of tears covered her eyes and kept pouring out.

For a long time, Leng Xiaohui didn't speak again, just curled up in front of the tombstone, as if quietly enjoying the fatherly love she had been looking forward to.

Imagine, if she and Wen Yin both grew up together in the Wen family, then who would Dad love more? It should be Wen Yin. After all, she is better than her in everything, and she is likeable, unlike her......

Leng Xiaohui's eyes glanced at Wen Yin, and indescribable melancholy and sadness converged in his chest.

"Let's go. "For a long time, Leng Xiaohui said.

Wen Yin turned around and quickly wiped away the tears that escaped from under her eyes, "You go first, I still want to stay here for a while." ”

She still had something to say to him......

Leng Xiaohui nodded and left.

Standing on the mountain, staring at Leng Xiaohui's gradually blurred back, Wen Yin's tears welled up even more.

"I used to hate her very much, especially when she framed me again and again, and I even blamed you for how could you give birth to such a scourge with Qi Susu? However, when I saw her now, I realized that I didn't understand her, her suffering, her pain, we couldn't imagine it, let alone share it for her, no matter how many wrong things she did, she was pitiful......"

However, this kind of pity, sympathy, she must not show it in front of Leng Xiaohui. She is a person with a strong temperament, and she would rather be scolded by others than need others to be full of sympathy for her.

And should she also withdraw from this grinding "love triangle", so that Leng Xiaohui and Leng Jingtian will eventually become lovers?

Leng Xiaohui is even the daughter of the Wen family, but she is not burdened with hatred for Leng Jingtian, and she is grateful. So, they can be together without hindrance......

"Dad, please bless Xiaohui and Leng Jingtian together, and please let my relationship with Leng Jingtian end here......"

Speaking of "the end", her heart was faintly painful.

Reluctant...... is reluctant, but her reluctance can be exchanged for Leng Xiaohui's happiness, which can make up for her childhood unhappiness, she feels that what she did is right.

Moreover, she can't be with Leng Jingtian, and the marriage of love and hate can't grow old.

Wen Yin bowed deeply at his grave and said goodbye......

On the way out of the cemetery, Wen Yin's breath felt suffocated for a while.

The deep pain pressed on her body, as if there was never a way out......

......The siren rang out behind her, but she was so absorbed in her own thoughts that she didn't hear the warning at all.

When she heard it, she saw the car behind her rushing towards her, and she couldn't react for a while, she fell to the ground in fright, and the car braked urgently at a distance of only one meter from her.

The people in the car also bounced up suddenly, fell back to their seats, and came to a violent shock.

"Hey, miss, are you deaf?" the driver pulled down the window and stuck his head out, his voice full of reproach.

Wen Yin fell to the ground, her knees were knocked out of pain, and due to the violent friction with the ground just now, at this time, traces of blood had begun to ooze from her knees.

The driver's voice shifted her gaze from her knees to the car.

The car is the expensive Audi R8, and the silver body reflects the glittering brilliance in the bright sun, which is extremely dazzling and eye-catching.

A person who can afford to drive such an expensive sports car must have an extraordinary identity, but why is the person who drives a car actually has such a quality?

Wen Yin frowned habitually, although there was displeasure in her heart, she still habitually chose to be silent.

Trying to get up from the ground, the palms of her hands and knees were tingling, and there was red blood, not much blood flowed, but against her pure white dress, it looked particularly shocking.

"Hey, are you really deaf? Our young master is still in a hurry, get out of the way. ”

The driver continued to yell.

The road leading to the cemetery is narrow, so she has to stand up and give way to the car to pass......

No matter how loud the driver's voice is, she still doesn't have the same knowledge as her, and he has seen a lot of such people, so it's no wonder. Walking on this street, there are many people who are fighting like this.

If he is in a hurry, others will have slow things?

However, now she was not in the mood to argue with him, and the more she argued, the more trouble it would get.

Wen Yin staggered, her legs a little inflexible and limped to one side......

"Lao Jiang, go down and see, have you hurt anyone? If you are injured, you will pay for the medical expenses. From the back seat came the man's calm and powerful voice, which was extremely mellow and had a nice magnetism, but it was not immature at all, it was strong and powerful, as if it had the courage of a leader.

The voice...... Faintly through the driver's window, it reached Wen Yin's ears.

Could this be the young master that the driver respectfully titles? It seems that the quality is better than that of this driver.

"No, I'm fine. ”

Wen Yin said coldly. She thought she was unlucky, and she forgot to bring her ears when she went out today...... So he deserves to be fallen. She wasn't run over by the speed just now, and she was lucky.

The man in the back seat was checking the documents in his hand before the emergency brake just now, and after the brake shock, his eyes still fell on it, as if the big thing was not as important as the information in his hand, and it was enough to show his calmness......

The man also heard Wen Yin's voice, which was moist, like spring water, but full of stubbornness.

"You don't know what to do, you don't know what to do! Pull it down! Go away!" the driver originally opened the car door, but when he heard Wen Yin's reply, he slammed the door again.

Wen Yin's eyes widened indignantly, this person is simply unreasonable.

However, the more unreasonable people you encounter, the more reasonable you are, the more reasonable you are, which is equivalent to wasting time......

"Lao Jiang ......"

The man in the back seat lowered his voice, suggestively.

The driver also shut up.

"Let's drive. He commanded, and at this time, he also put down the document in his hand, and his voice was deep.

The dazzling sports car started, and Wen Yin's slightly thin figure was reflected in the rearview mirror, and she was dressed in a white dress elegantly, like an angel who had fallen into the dust, so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes off it......

"Stop, reverse. ”

Suddenly, the cold voice of the man in the back seat was heard......