Le Yao knelt on the ground, from her body to her heart, she was cold.

"Yaoyao. Wen Yunting squatted down and looked at her: "Trust me," he took her hand, and noticed her trembling, as well as the coldness of her hand.

Le Yao broke free from him, her eyes were moist, through her tears, she saw him vaguely, her heart hurt, and the cruel words that had accumulated in her heart were never spoken, she ...... I don't want to be separated from him, don't just break him off.

"Mom," she whispered, looking at her mother expectantly, "I want to talk to him alone." ”

The corners of Yu Peiling's lips trembled slightly, and after a long time, she said indifferently: "Go ahead." ”

Xu was kneeling for too long, and when Le Yao stood up on the sofa, she was a little unstable, and when she saw that she was about to fall down again, she was supported by Wen Yunting, but she found her mother's cold gaze, so she pushed him away.

In her bedroom, there are still traces of the love between each other just now, but now, it is no longer the mood of the two lovers at that time.

"Yaoyao," the door closed behind them, and looking at her slender and lonely figure, Wen Yunting's heart ached.

Le Yao turned her head, her eyes were slightly red, her eyes were full of tears, her thoughts were entangled and painful, she looked at him and wanted to laugh, but she burst into tears, she threw herself into his arms, hugged him tightly, and let her covet the warmth in his arms for another moment.

"Yaoyao. Wen Yunting whispered, hugged her tightly in his arms, liked her, loved her, was reluctant to let her cry, reluctant to let go of her. His hand caressed her tear-stained, finger-stained face.

"Yunting," she whispered, but she didn't dare to look at him, "let's break up." As soon as the words fell, the bottom of my heart was as painful as a knife.

"I disagree. He was angry and wrapped her tightly in his arms with his hand, tightly, not wanting to let go at all: "I won't agree!" He fell in love with her, how could he let go easily? "You can't break up with me just because your aunt is against it." ”

Le Yao shed tears, tears were fat, her heart was astringent, and her words were full of pleading: "But we will always break up." She didn't forget that the contract between them was limited. Even if they don't break up now, one day, when he gets married, they will still break up.

"No!" his tone seemed to be unquestionable or ignored, and he would never let her go.

"Are you reasonable?" she couldn't let her mother down, her mother's slap woke her up, woke her up from being indulged in his tender arms, "Didn't we say ......"

"I repented. Wen Yunting didn't have the coldness and indifference of the past, she proposed to break up, just like scratching his heart, which made him very painful and sad.

The firmness of his attitude came too late, and Le Yao sobbed: "Yunting, don't force me, I have no way back." If he doesn't let go, it will be her biggest concern and sorrow.

"Do you like me?" Wen Yunting didn't allow her to think too much, hugged her tightly, raised her chin with his right hand, looked at her, and didn't let go of any of her expressions: "Do you love me......?" All she needs is an affirmative word.

Le Yao trembled slightly, why didn't she like him, why didn't she love him? If she didn't love him, would she be willing to linger with him? Would she be willing to sneak around with him? But at this moment, does she have a choice?

"You're what I like, aren't you?" Her silence made him sure of her heart, he looked at her, and said firmly, "Yaoyao, you like me." ”

I can't tell if it's joy or sadness, Le Yao looked at him, looked at his close face, imprinted him deeply into his eyes, but his tone was as calm as cold water: "If it were you, would you like someone who forced you and threatened you with photos?" But as soon as the words fell, his chest was so stuffy that he was about to suffocate. Because, she loves him.

"Strong B?" Wen Yunting's heart seemed to be grabbed by something, trembling with pain, her words undoubtedly widened the distance between them, and divided their relationship with "strong". He was angry, and the hand that held her chin tightened, and the finger prints on her face were so clear that they seemed to be bleeding.

"Wen Yunting, let me go. Her heart hurts. His expression let her know that her words hurt him. But does she have a choice? So, she continued to speak insincere words in a duplicitous manner.

The corners of Wen Yunting's lips trembled slightly, and his face was as cold as ice: "I just want you to say a word, Le Yao, just a sentence," he paused: "Those between us, are you really not willing? Because of my threat, you are with me? Do you really have no feelings for me?"

Le Yao's heart was so distressed that she couldn't heal, tears spread across her cheeks, and she choked: "Yes." In the bottom of his heart, he was shouting, no, but he would never hear her cry.

His face turned cold, his hand grabbed her wrist fiercely, and he gritted his teeth with hatred: "Aren't you afraid that I will publish those photos to the public?" He didn't allow her to avoid it, let alone let her escape.

"Will you?" she looked at him sadly.

Wen Yunting's face turned cold, and he threatened: "If you dare to mention breaking up, I will send your photos to all the media, I believe, because you have the mother of a wealthy lady, those media will be interested in your photos." ”

Le Yao laughed, laughed with tears, and her laughter gradually turned into a mockery.

"What are you laughing at?" She didn't speak but laughed, which made Wen Yunting's heart panic, and suddenly, he was very scared, afraid that she would do something stupid, afraid that she wouldn't be able to think about it.

"You don't know anything when I'm a three-year-old child?" Le Yao smiled and cried, with a mockery in her eyes: "What's going on with those photos, I believe you know better than me." "That night, it was so dark...... That night, she hugged him first, and then they never let go of each other for a moment, how could he have time to take pictures? At first, the photos he sent her deceived her and made her worry and scared. But later, when he asked her to be her bed partner in a photo, she guessed everything.

Wen Yunting's face was ugly.

"The person in the photo does have facial features like me, but I am not so plump, and I don't have any tattoos on my arms. Her tears gradually stopped, but the ridicule grew stronger. Laugh at yourself and laugh at him.

He let go of her hand, but his heart gradually cooled, and he asked suspiciously: "Why?" His eyes looked at her with coldness: "You know, why do you have to-"

"I still want to cooperate with you in this play, don't you?" Le Yao's heart has sunk into the bottomless abyss, and it is impossible to warm or wake up again.

He looked at her, but in his heart, he looked forward to hearing her gently say that because she liked him, because she loved him, she was willing to be with him.

Her eyes were slightly swollen, and her lips trembled: "Just like I said at the beginning...... I'm just looking for someone to practice well," the cruel words came out of her lips again: "I have no feelings for you from beginning to end. ”

Her words, every sentence, every word, hurt his heart, like a knife, tearing his heart apart little by little, but he never believed it: "You lied." He couldn't forget her tenderness to him, some interactions with each other, some feelings, he couldn't pretend: "How can you break up with me for the sake of my aunt? ”

"When you agreed to be your bed partner, didn't you just say you would break up?" Le Yao didn't dare to look at him, but sneered: "Is it interesting to say anything about fairness until now?" She raised her eyebrows strongly: "Wen Yunting, you can't afford to lose, right?

The word "bed partner" was strangely harsh in Wen Yunting's heart at the moment, he pursed his lips and smiled bitterly, "I don't believe it! Le Yao, you lie!"

"Do I have to lie?" she raised her chin slightly, so she was strong: "If I really love you, am I only willing to be your bed partner? Am I only willing to be the invisible person behind you? Have you found me pestering you?" Every time she said a word, her heart hurt a little more: "Have I called our relationship to everyone? Have I ever thought about breaking your marriage contract? No, none of them...... Just because, I don't like you at all, I don't want you, I and you, we just take what we need and play. ”

Wen Yunting's eyes stared at her like an eagle, trying to find a trace of flickering and pain in her eyes, but there was nothing at all.

"I thought you were so cold and chic, but I didn't expect that you were just an emotional animal, and you fell into my gentle country. She laughed at him: "Wen Yunting, if you play tricks on you, you will be inferior." ”

Her sneering words suffocated his heart so hard that he couldn't even breathe, he turned away, step by step, but his steps were too heavy to lift, standing at the bedroom door, his hand falling on the doorknob, "If I cancel the wedding, will you be with me?" Standing on the verge of heartbreak, he longed for her words of liking him.

Le Yao lowered her eyes and wept, but in the bottom of her heart, there was boundless pain, so painful that she couldn't open her mouth at all.

Without waiting for her answer, Wen Yunting's face was frighteningly cold, and finally, he left.

Le Yao's tears flooded: sooner or later, there would be this day between them, but she didn't expect that this day would come so early, and she would be so painful.

A warm hand stroked her hair, Le Yao looked up, is it him? "Yun Ting!" In his sight, it was Yu Peiling.

Yu Peiling hugged her into her arms, looking at her daughter like this, her heart hurt, but what could she do? As a mother, she didn't want her daughter to fall into a relationship that could not see the light and couldn't extricate herself: "Yaoyao." ”

Le Yao fell into her mother's arms, just crying silently.

Looking at the finger prints on her daughter's face, Yu Peiling's heart hurt even more: "You can blame me or blame me, but Yaoyao, I'm all for your good." She has an unbearable past, but she doesn't want her daughter to follow her old path, and she doesn't want her daughter to be scolded behind her back in the future.

Le Yao was silent, just crying, because, now and in the future, they will never go back. Her feelings ended bitterly like this.

"You can marry a man who has no money, but you must not be a junior...... No matter how rich he is, he has the power. Yu Peiling said sadly: "A man who can't give you the name of a wife doesn't really love you, Yaoyao, as a woman, you can't be so humble as to lose your reputation." Fame is more important than a pure body. ”

"Mom. Le Yao hugged her mother tightly, how could she not know that her mother was for her good? However, all this came too suddenly, originally, they had only been together for four months, but they were about to separate so suddenly, and even, she didn't have time to love him properly.

"Yaoyao," Yu Peiling also cried, she was a little embarrassed in Wen's position, she was in a wealthy family, she couldn't help it, no matter how much Wen Xiaocheng loved her and loved her, but she could never erase the humble years in her heart. She just wants her daughter to live an ordinary life, and she doesn't want her to have anything to do with a wealthy family, what's more, she understands that there may be real feelings between her daughter and Wen Yunting, but she can't condone them together, because she clearly knows that they will never have a future.

"Mom, don't worry, we have made it clear and broke up. Le Yao murmured, completely broke up, really separated, her heart was .......

Yu Peiling was distressed, she could understand her daughter's pain, but what else could she do? Hit her daughter's face, it hurt in her heart, her hand stroked the finger marks on her daughter's face, little by little: "Does it still hurt?"

Le Yao nodded, but cried again: it hurts, it hurts. If it doesn't hurt, how can you wake her up? How can she make up her mind to separate?

"It is impossible for him and Siyu to break up. Yu Peiling said: "Just like he and you, you can never be together." Yaoyao, I'm for your good. Her daughter's tears made her feel distressed.

"I know. Her heart still hurts.

"Let's move into the Wen family," Yu Peiling decided after pondering, she didn't worry about her daughter staying here, she was afraid that her daughter would not be completely broken, and she was even more afraid of Wen Yunting's entanglement. And she has experienced emotional twists and turns, she knows best, and she understands best, feelings are the easiest to resurge, and only by putting her daughter by her side and under her nose can she rest assured.

Le Yao was gloomy, she had no choice, just like she had just proposed to break up with Wen Yunting, she had no choice.

*

Back at the Wen Mansion, Yu Peiling arranged Le Yao next door to her bedroom, and the room originally reserved for Le Yao on the second floor was empty. When Le Yao proposed to work in a trading company, she flatly refused. Moreover, she confiscated her daughter's mobile phone and cut off all contact with the outside world.

Le Yao sat there like a commodity, letting the beautician observe her face.

After a while, the beautician shook her head at Pei Ling: "Mrs. Wen, in a short period of time, the finger marks on her face will not be completely erased. ”

"Where's concealer?" Yu Peiling looked at her daughter's small and fair face, and there were clear finger marks on both cheeks, "Can you cover it with concealer?"

The beautician pursed her lips and thought about it, saying, "In the early stage of recovery, using concealer can be counterproductive, not only will it not cover it, but it will also make the skin look very unnatural. ”

"Three days, three days, what state will her face return to?" Three days later, it was Wen's New Year's party, and she promised her husband that she would let her daughter participate.

"Three days?" The beautician's face smiled slightly: "Mrs. Wen, three days is enough, I will do some care for her first, and strive to fade these marks in the shortest possible time, and after three days, I will not be able to see the makeup." ”

With this sentence, Yu Peiling breathed a sigh of relief.

Ke Le Yao, silent without saying a word, like a puppet, let the beautician massage and smear her face.

*

Le Yao lives in the Wen house, like a bird in a cage, she has lost her freedom, and her three meals a day are all sent in by Sister Qing. Every day, in addition to going to the beauty salon is at home. Moreover, Yu Peiling is by her side all day long.

She was very sad and miserable, but she didn't dare to let her mother find out, and every night, her tears began to flood.

Since then, Xiao Lang has been a passerby.

But fortunately, Yu Peiling did not confiscate her computer.

Le Yao left a message for Ye Hui on MSN, asking her to call Zhou Le and tell him that she could no longer perform her job duties. When the mouse in her hand swept over Wen Yunting's gray avatar, her eyes were so astringent that she was about to cry.

Although the long pain is not as good as text messages. However, her heart has been hurting, from five years ago, to now. She didn't know how long it would hurt in the future.

Now, every second is as long as a year for her.

Her world was plunged into darkness, and the light and dawn were too far away for her to touch.

Whenever Yu Peiling chatted with her, she was always wandering outside, and she didn't seem to listen to anything, and many times, Yu Peiling couldn't laugh by herself, but she just came back to her senses and coped with it in embarrassment.

Le Yao accidentally discovered the transfer of Simu Cake, and this discovery made her realize something.

Isn't the cake my mother's property?

Yu Peiling is very busy, but no matter how busy she is, she takes Le Yao with her. From her contact with others, Le Yao confirmed the fact that Simu Cake was going to be transferred.

Is the mother short of money?

Le Yao quickly rejected this idea, because although her mother did not have Wen's shares, Wen Xiaocheng would give her money in a fixed manner, and so many chains of Simu Cake had been making a profit, since it was profitable, how could she transfer it?

"The profits of foreign banks are quite lucrative," Yu Peiling couldn't hide her excitement and told her daughter, and showed her the transfer letter of Simu Cake: "I am going to sell the cake chain store, plus all my savings, all of which will be invested in foreign banks." After comparison, she found that the profit of opening a cake shop and a foreign bank is simply a world of difference, so she decided to give up the cake shop she had operated for many years.

"Will there be a risk?" For some reason, Le Yao faintly felt that this matter was inappropriate, but she didn't think of anything inappropriate.

"No, it won't. "Foreign banks have been able to smoothly enter the shares, although their shares are only a very small amount, but, carefully calculated, the future profit is quite considerable, Yu Peiling said: "Foreign banks are mainly the Song family's consortium and Wen's, and there are some scattered shareholders, I invested money, not much." The Song consortium has a very high return on profit from investing in projects abroad, and since they are willing to invest a lot of money in it, what am I afraid of?"

Le Yao was silent. She didn't know anything about investing, and she couldn't give her mother any advice, so what else could she say if she said that?

"Yaoyao, don't worry. Yu Peiling hugged her daughter: "I do things after careful consideration," she will promise her daughter a rich future. Her daughter does not need to marry any rich man or wealthy family to increase her worth.

*

Wen Yunting locked himself in the house, it was just a day, Xu was in a low mood, his whole person looked a little haggard, a slightly burning beard appeared around the corners of his lips, his eyes were slightly sunken, and the whole person looked decadent.

Their lingering sweetness was still yesterday, but he felt that many years had passed.

Her soft, fragrant breath seemed to linger in his ears, but she was far away from him.

She wept, and his heart ached.

She used all the cruel words to hurt him, and even told him that she didn't like him at all, and that he was heartbroken and sad, and insomnia hurt his nerves.

At the moment, the world is gray without her.

The corners of Wen Yunting's eyes were moist, and he realized that his love for her had already existed, and even had entered his bone marrow, and he couldn't ignore it at all.

For her sake, he was even thinking about how to cancel the marriage contract with Song Siyu, but in exchange for her silence and disdain.

She was a goblin sent by Heaven to torture him;

She is the woman who makes him love and suffer.

He, what should he do with her?

The phone kept buzzing, but he didn't listen.

All he thought was her, just the stupid girl who tortured her.

He is not stupid, how could he not hear the absolute determination in her words? How could he not hear her pain? But how could she so easily deny her feelings for him? How could she easily deny that she didn't care about him? How could she break up with him so decisively because of her aunt's opposition?

That stupid woman.

Totally stupid woman!

The vibration of the phone continued.

After a long time, he finally took his phone.

It's all missed calls.

But none of them were called.

Song Siyu made three phone calls, Wen Xiaocheng made one call, and the others were all called by He Haotian.

At this time, He Haotian's call came again.

After silence, he took it.

"Mr. Wen," He Haotian finally breathed a sigh of relief, and after making so many phone calls, he finally answered.

"What's the matter?" the long silence made Wen Yunting's voice hoarse. He knew that if there was no urgency, He Haotian would not have been able to call him so many times in a row.

"The private detective replied that the investigation has already yielded results," He Haotian said in a deep voice: "Do you want to make an appointment to interview him?"

"What's the result?" Wen Yunting's heart rushed to his throat, three days of waiting, finally came to fruition, but why couldn't his heart get excited?

He Haotian was silent for a few seconds and then said, "Because you are the client, the details of the investigation must be opened by you personally." ”

An hour later, He Haotian took his private detective Han Yingyu to Tianlu No. 1.

When He Haotian saw Wen Yunting, he was taken aback, he hadn't seen him for just one day, how could Mr. Wen be so haggard and languishing, "Mr. Wen, are you sick?"

Wen Yunting didn't answer him, but his eyes fell on Han Yingyu, and his face was very cold: "What happened?"