Her salutation and blessing made Wen Yunting extremely unhappy, and his heart suddenly ached and tightened slightly.

"Yaoyao, thank you. Song Siyu said with a smile, and then handed him a glass of wine, and said kissingly: "My sister's toast, how can you not drink it as a brother?"

Wen Yunting was very angry, angry that she deliberately called his brother Siyu's sister-in-law.

"Yunting, what are you still doing in a daze, drinking. Seeing his son's ugly face, Wen Xiaocheng was a little displeased, but because everyone was there, it was inconvenient to attack.

Wen Yunting raised his head, and the glass of wine slid into his throat, spicy, bitter and astringent.

Seeing that he had drunk the wine, Song Siyu also raised her hand slightly, and then drank the wine in one gulp, and then, her hand elegantly stretched out to Wen Yunting, ready to take the empty cup he had drunk.

Wen Yunting looked at Le Yao, and when Song Siyu's hand was about to touch the cup in his hand, his fingers loosened, and the glass fell to the ground, and in an instant, the sound of the glass hitting the floor was annihilated in the noise, and the wine glass was broken into several pieces, scattered at everyone's feet.

The scene was slightly awkward.

"Yaoyao, is that your friend over there? Yu Peiling took the empty wine glass in her daughter's hand.

Maybe it was the cold wind blowing on the side of the curtain glass before, or maybe it was because she drank wine, Le Yao felt her head heavy, and her eyes were sour, she looked in the direction that Yu Peiling said, and saw Ye Hui at a glance.

The only way to get rid of the embarrassment is to leave. Le Yao's lips pursed slightly, she tried to control her emotions, said sorry, and then walked towards Ye Hui.

"Hehe, Le Yao," Ye Hui hugged her excitedly: "I've been looking for you for a long time." She was wearing a pink dress, and she looked young and beautiful.

Le Yao thought of Wen Yunting and Song Siyu not far behind her, like a needle on her back, she didn't dare to look back, and pulled Ye Hui to the buffet area, and found an inconspicuous corner to sit in.

"I just saw Luo Zhen," Ye Hui said, "She is so showy that she left the party early." ”

Le Yao said lightly: "Really?"

"Le Yao," Ye Hui stretched out his hand to put his arm around Le Yao's shoulders and reminded, "Don't forget what I told you last time." ”

What did you say last time? Le Yao was slightly stunned, but she couldn't remember what it was for a while.

"Help me find an invitation card for Mr. Wen's wedding. Ye Hui pursed her lips slightly and looked at her, jokingly: "I'm afraid you forgot, so I remind you." ”

"Okay. Thinking of their wedding, Le Yao's heart seemed to be cut by a knife, and she panicked.

"Miss Song is back, the invitation should be finalized," Ye Hui was in a good mood, she folded her hands and prayed: "I hope they can choose my design." ”

Le Yao's chest was suffocating, every time she listened to someone talk about their marriage, her heart would hurt so much that it would be difficult to calm down. But she didn't have any position to show sadness. Her grief and pain could not be expressed.

At this moment, He Haotian walked over, "Can I ask you to dance?" He stood beside them, holding his glasses in his hand, and his eyes fell on Ye Hui.

Ye Hui was slightly stunned, as if he didn't believe it: "Me?"

He Haotian smiled faintly, nodded, and then stretched out his hand to her.

Le Yao quietly pushed Ye Hui, and Ye Hui stood up and hesitantly put his hand into He Haotian's hand.

Watching them walk into the dance floor, the back was very harmonious, Le Yao's low heart became more and more bitter, her thoughts could not be concentrated, she sat alone, she didn't want to go anywhere, groggy, she pillowed her hands next to her chin, closed her eyes, and pondered slightly, it seemed that the noise around her had nothing to do with her.

After a while, she suddenly felt someone sitting next to her, because the feeling of the sofa sinking was particularly obvious, and she opened her eyes with a hint of confusion: "Finished dancing so quickly?" She thought that Ye Hui had come back after dancing.

But in the line of sight, it was Zuo Baixiao's gentle face: "I just arrived." ”

Le Yao's lips pursed slightly, and her eyes were a little confused.

Zuo Baixiao stretched out her hand to him: "Le Yao, are you willing to dance with me?"

Le Yao shook her head gloomily, she didn't want to go to the dance floor to see the ambiguous warmth of Wen Yunting and Song Siyu, she was afraid that she would touch the scene and burst into tears. She just wanted to hide far away, not to look, not to listen, not to think, that way, her heart would not hurt so much.

"What, can't you jump?" Zuo Baixiao seemed to be smiling, with a hint of provocation in his eyes and said, "Or, don't you dare to jump?"

His words, with a little ease, made Le Yao, who was originally suppressed and painful, purse her lips, "Who said I can't dance?" In order to start the dance, Wen Yunting specially practiced with her for a long time...... She shook her head, trying to stop thinking about the name that was disturbing her thoughts. Then, she put her hand into Zuo Baixiao's hand.

At the moment when she stood up, she was dizzy for a moment, and Zuo Baixiao reached out to wrap her arms around her waist at the right time, and her hoarse voice was with concern: "What's wrong?"

"It's fine. Le Yao pursed her lips and forcibly held back the discomfort in her head, and she felt that her whole person was hot.

Zuo Baixiao didn't let go of the hand on her waist, and noticed her strangeness: "If you are uncomfortable, don't jump." ”

"I'm fine. "Her happiness came so short, it burst like a bubble, her heart, so astringent, so bitter, but the reality made her ...... She has to work hard, and she has to leave all the unhappiness, all the sadness and sadness behind.

"Don't jump. Zuo Baixiao found that her slightly flushed face was obviously not blush or shyness, "I'll just sit with you." ”

Le Yao stretched out his hand to hold his arm: "Brother Zuo, let's go," instead of being sad alone, it is better to stay by his side and calm his heart a little.

Wen Yunting was standing in the corner looking at them, his eyes were extremely displeased, he finally pulled out and asked He Haotian to take Ye Hui away, but he didn't expect that Zuo Baixiao would take the lead.

All night, Wen Yunting was uneasy. She finally agreed to his marriage proposal, but Song Siyu's appearance disrupted all his plans. He could clearly feel that when Song Siyu's hand was put into his palm, Le Yao was in a lonely and sour mood. He wanted to push Siyu away, but she held it tightly, and then, the host's words, made him have no choice but to dance with her.

In fact, his heart was not comfortable, especially when Le Yao called his brother and Siyu's sister-in-law, at that time, his heart hurt tightly.

He was jealous of Zuo Baixiao, and jealous that he could hold Le Yao in a righteous and bright way.

The sound of soothing music sounded, Zuo Baixiao walked into the dance floor with Le Yao, and their appearance caused quite a stir.

Le Yao, who is not very good at dancing, frequently stepped on Zuo Baixiao's feet and kept saying sorry. Gradually, Le Yao was able to follow his pace and move with the beat of the music, and later, with a spin, her body fell softly, and in the whispers of others, Zuo Baixiao held her in her arms.

The crowd gathered around.

"Yaoyao. Wen Yunting parted the crowd and strode to their side, his originally indifferent and ugly face was now full of anxiety and concern. He wanted to take Le Yao from Zuo Baixiao.

But Zuo Baixiao pushed his hand away without a trace, and hugged her tightly.

"What's wrong with Yaoyao?" Yu Peiling frowned.

Song Siyu stood between Wen Yunting and Zuo Baixiao, cleverly separating them.

"I'm fine. Feeling very hot and uncomfortable, Le Yao wanted to break free from Zuo Baixiao's embrace, but she fell softly in the crook of his arm again, and then she lost all consciousness.

Yu Peiling took her daughter's hand, but found that her body temperature was abnormal, and then, the back of her hand was pressed against her face, and she whispered: "She has a fever! ”

Then, there was a moment of chaos.

Zuo Baixiao hugged Le Yao and walked outside the banquet hall, and Yu Peiling hurriedly followed.

Song Siyu grabbed Wen Yunting in a timely manner.

Wen Yunting broke free of her hand, his heart had already fallen on Le Yao.

But Song Siyu reached out and hugged his arm, and hugged each other in an ambiguous posture, and she said in a voice that only they could hear: "Yunting, we have to sit down and have a good talk." ”

Wen Yunting could only watch Le Yao being carried out of the banquet hall by Zuo Baixiao, he looked at her with heavy eyes, his face was frighteningly cold, and he gritted his teeth: "Okay." ”

Song Siyu's lips opened slightly.

Le Yao's fainting seemed to be just a small episode, and the banquet hall soon returned to its previous liveliness.

Wen Yunting sat in the VIP lounge, his mind was full of pictures of Le Yao fainting, and he didn't know how she was now, he was very worried.

Song Siyu sat beside him elegantly, took out a slender cigarette from his small handbag, and then lit the delicate lighter.

The blue flame danced, and when he was about to touch the cigarette, he was snatched by Wen Yunting. The cigarette was pinched into the ashtray and the delicate lighter was thrown into the trash.

"What do you care about me?" Song Siyu took off his strong disguise, sat on the sofa weakly, and the dignified and generous appearance he had just seen in the banquet hall was completely gone, his originally smart eyes dimmed, and the whole person withered like a deflated balloon.

When she was about to take out another cigarette, Wen Yunting took the whole box of cigarettes from her hand and said coldly, "Song Siyu, what do you want?"

"Aren't you going to cancel the engagement, and what does my business have to do with you?" she whispered slightly angrily.

After knowing her for so many years, Wen Yunting has never seen her angry, in his impression, she has always been generous and decent, almost never like this, he was a little unbearable, and said in a dumb voice: "You have asthma, you can't smoke." Although I don't love her, I've been together for several years, and I have more or less affection for her.

Song Siyu's eyes moistened slightly, his head tilted, and fell on his shoulder: "Yunting, you still care about me, right?"

"But this is not love. Wen Yunting pursed his thin lips and did not push her away, he had never loved her: "Siyu, I don't love you." ”

"I know. Song Siyu's head still fell on his shoulder, and tears fell: "But what about your promise to me?" Yunting, I just want you to fulfill your promise." ”

"I regret it. Thinking of Zuo Baixiao hugging Le Yao, Wen Yunting was slightly annoyed, it was his Yaoyao, his woman...... But his current identity is embarrassing, and he is so embarrassed that he can't approach Yaoyao openly, so he must lift the shackles of his identity: "Siyu, let's break the marriage contract." I had talked to her about this on the phone before, but she was very adamantly vetoed.

"I don't care how many lovers you have outside, as long as you marry me. Song Siyu's face was a little pale, "If you don't want to see me, we can separate." Before returning to Z City, she had been thinking about how to convince Yun Ting not to break up, and now, in order to save the marriage, she felt extremely humble.

"It's not fair. "It's not fair to Yaoyao. Wen Yunting said: "I can't wronged her. "He can't afford to lose her.

"So. Song Siyu had a headache, took his head off his shoulder, and opened his eyes to look at him, "You give me three years of marriage and a child." "That's her bottom line.

"No, I can't. Wen Yunting refused: "Siyu, it's impossible." "It's absolutely impossible.

Song Siyu's slender and clean ten fingers were inserted between the hairs, playing indiscriminately, the originally obedient hair was a little messy, and she roared: "Are you forcing me?"

"I didn't force you, Siyu, we broke up peacefully. For her, Wen Yunting felt guilty in the end.

"Is she that good?" Song Siyu continued to roar: "Wen Yunting, I don't know what is good about her, it is worth your willingness to give up the Song consortium?

"Maybe in your eyes, she is not good anywhere, but in my heart, she is the best. Wen Yunting whispered: "Siyu, let it go." ”

Song Siyu buried his face in his hands, and said firmly: "Impossible! Absolutely impossible!", and then said very painfully: "We must get married." Wen Yunting, why don't you want to think about my confusion, my difficulties, and the problems I'm about to face? We've been together for several years, and you don't know about me? Since you've made a promise, why do you want to let me go?"

"I'm sorry. He whispered.

"I don't want to be sorry, I just want marriage," Song Siyu raised his head: "I can give you anything else you want." ”

"I'm going to break up. ”

"Impossible!" Song Siyu stood up and looked at him indifferently, "This, absolutely impossible." She took out the mirror, combed her hair, and adjusted her makeup, and then returned to her previous dignified and elegant appearance, she, ignoring Wen Yunting's stopping voice, opened the door of the VIP lounge and left.

Wen Yunting sat there alone, irritable, in fact, he already knew that the road of canceling the marriage contract would be strong. Even if Song Siyu agreed, there would be Wen and Song behind......

And now, he hasn't even convinced Song Siyu. However, he was confident that this marriage would be dissolved one day, but what about Yaoyao? His heart hurts, and he must now go to her.

*

When I returned to Wenzhai from the hospital, it was almost twelve o'clock in the evening. After taking the medicine, Le Yao's fever subsided a little, but she was still top-heavy.

"Brother Zuo, thank you. Le Yao wrapped in a coat and stood with Yu Peiling at the gate of the Wen Mansion to say goodbye to Zuo Baixiao.

Zuo Baixiao smiled indifferently, rolled down the window, and advised, "Le Yao, take care." ”

Le Yao nodded slightly: "Hmm." Big Brother Zuo, goodbye. ”

"Goodbye. Yu Peiling didn't invite, and Zuo Baixiao couldn't stay longer, started the car, said goodbye to them, and soon his car disappeared into the night.

Yu Peiling hugged Yaoyao and walked into the house, before, she had always had a bad impression of Zuo Baixiao's brothers and sisters, but today, in the banquet hall and in the hospital, when she saw the legendary indifferent and cruel Zuo Baixiao taking care of her daughter gently and considerately, her impression of him changed, and she sighed: "Actually, Zuo Baixiao is not bad. "If he's not divorced, if he's not a daughter, that's even better.

Le Yao was in a low mood and was silent.

Wen Xiaocheng has called several times to urge Yu Peiling to return to the party, after she placed her daughter in the room, she took her temperature again, Le Yao was still in a low-grade fever, but she had to go, so she advised, "Yaoyao, if you don't feel well, call me immediately, you know?"

Le Yao nodded, she was lying in the quilt, her whole body was weak, I don't know if it was because of the medicine, and the sleepiness hit.

After Yu Peiling left, the whole room fell into darkness, and Le Yao was dazed, but she never fell asleep during the tossing and turning.

Knock knock.

"Who?" the knock on the door startled Le Yao, and she asked.

"It's me. Song Siyu's voice appeared outside the door, "Yaoyao, can I come in?"

At this moment, the last thing Le Yao wants to see is Song Siyu.

"Yaoyao?" Song Siyu stood at the door, calling again tentatively.

Le Yao turned on the light, and the room instantly lit up: "Come in." ”

The door opens.

After Song Siyu walked in, she closed the bedroom door, then raised her lips slightly, walked over with a light smile, and looked down at Le Yao who was lying on the bed, "Are you better?"

"Much better. Le Yao sat up.

Song Siyu took a thin blanket and draped it on Le Yao's body, wrapped her tightly, and smiled lightly between her eyebrows and eyes: "Can I sleep with you like before?"

Because of Wen Yunting, she still couldn't face Song Siyu calmly, so she said, "I'm still sick, I'm afraid of infecting you, Sister Siyu, why don't you let Sister Qing help you clean up another room?"

Song Siyu's eyebrows raised slightly, with a little sneer: "Yaoyao, look at you, you used to call me sister-in-law, but now you call me sister again, what do you want to call me?"

Sister-in-law?

This title has a bit of a piercing feeling, Le Yao's chest tightened, she was in pain, but what could she do?" The second time I called it out like this, it hurt even more in my heart.

Song Siyu lifted the quilt and was about to sit down, and said while sitting: "I have antibodies, and I am not afraid of being infected." Then they slept side by side.

Song Siyu took Le Yao's hand from the quilt, "Yaoyao, there's something I want you to help with?"

"What?" Le Yao whispered, isn't she the daughter of the Song Consortium? With such a strong family background, what can she not do, how could she need her help?

Song Siyu turned over and looked at her, "You have to promise me first." ”

Le Yao's heart sank: "What's the matter?"

"You say yes first. Song Siyu's voice was soft and soft, with a smile in her eyes.

Unable to resist her, Le Yao had to agree hard, but her heart was uneasy, could it be that Song Siyu saw something? Will she open her mouth to let herself leave Wen Yunting...... For a moment, he was embarrassed: "Well, good." ”

Song Siyu approached her, and the smile became stronger: "Yun Ting and I want to invite you to be a bridesmaid." ”

Le Yao was sad, so cruel, so sarcastic, there was also a ring on the ring finger of her left hand...... But at his wedding, she could only be a bridesmaid.

"If you don't speak, I'll take you as a promise. No longer waiting for her to speak, Song Siyu preemptively said, "Thank you, Yaoyao." ”

Le Yao laughed wryly, but it was more ugly than crying.

"Hey, what is this?" Song Siyu took Le Yao's left hand out of the quilt, on the ring finger, there was a ring, and it glowed coldly under the light, looking at the ring, she was slightly surprised: "Heh, Yaoyao, are you getting married?"

"I play with it. Le Yao withdrew her hand back into the quilt, but her chest was suffocated, the original promise made her so happy that it was about to melt, but now it seems that this cold thing has become a kind of irony.

Song Siyu didn't ask, but reached out and turned off the light, "It's not early, you're still sick, let's go to bed early." Then she thought of something: "Yaoyao," her hand fell on her shoulder: "Next, you have to accompany me to buy rings and choose wedding dresses......

Le Yao was extremely bitter, and their wedding date was approaching...... And what about her?

I couldn't sleep tonight, my head was dizzy, and my heart hurt so much that I couldn't breathe.

Without the illumination of the light, Le Yao turned over slightly, leaving her back to Song Siyu, she cried silently, these pains became more and more widespread, and even, her heart was tightly gripped, making her fall into the boundless sea of love and unable to dock.

Love is something that torments people.

*

I don't know how long it took, Le Yao was half asleep and half awake, and was awakened by the sound around her.

In the darkness, Wen Yunting called in a low voice: "Yaoyao." He stood on the edge of the bed, leaned over, hugged the person on the bed hard, tightly confined in his arms, his head fell on her shoulder, and only by hugging her and holding her would he feel that she was still by his side.

Le Yao was extremely bitter, because the person he was holding was Song Siyu, she smiled bitterly, after his such a move, she would be greeted by a boundless storm.

Suddenly, the lights in the room came on.

Looking at Song Siyu in his arms, Wen Yunting was stunned, and asked a little angrily, "Why are you here?" he let go, and then, his eyes fell on Le Yao on the side.

The atmosphere in the room was awkward.

Song Siyu felt embarrassed, and didn't answer him, but asked rhetorically, "Why are you here?" No matter how generous she is, she can't help but feel sad. Her fiancé actually hugged her and called other women's names, how could she be embarrassed?

Wen Yunting's face was not very good, "I have something to talk to Yaoyao about alone." ”

Song Siyu closed his eyes, leaned on the head of the bed, and said in a cold voice, "What do you brothers and sisters have to talk about?" Before, he had called Yaoyao in a dream, and just now, he hugged her and called Yaoyao...... Just because she doesn't say anything doesn't mean she doesn't know anything.

Sibling?

What a affectionate title? Le Yao's eyes lowered, and she was extremely embarrassed. The words brother and sister made her embarrassed.

"Siyu," Wen Yunting finally made up his mind, he was determined not to let go of Le Yao, "I love Yaoyao, and the only person I want to marry is her." Before, he watched Zuo Baixiao leave with Le Yao in his arms, and he was frustrated and sad about his powerlessness, from now on, he would be by her side, protect her, care for her, and love her.