In his fiery and lingering kisses.

It took a long time for him to let go of her.

"I miss you so much. Seeing her, embracing her in his arms, as if he had just come out of the words of "breaking up", as if all the unpleasantness he had had before was gone, and the time he spent with her was too little, too little, so little that he was unwilling to spend these precious hours on each other's chokeheads and unpleasant disputes, what he wanted was to be with her sweetly and joyfully.

Le Yao's eyes were slightly moist, how could she not think of him, how could she not think of him?

Wen Yunting's fingers gently caressed her cheeks, the bottom of her eyes was hot that she didn't want to hide at all, her delicate apricot eyes were so crystal clear, so clear, her small lips bloomed like flowers, she was the woman he loved, the woman he had loved for more than five years.

Le Yao's ears were faintly hot, knowing that she should push him away, and knowing that she should refuse him with words, but she gave up...... Just because, she loves him. In the past few days, in the Wen Mansion, her mind is full of him, and her thoughts are full of him...... Let her be greedy for last-minute entertainment.

Wen Yunting's fingers swept over her smooth and delicate neck, and then fell on her sexy collarbone, the smooth and white shoulder, how to look at it, how to feel beautiful, he lowered his head, and kissed her shoulders dots and stars, causing her to tremble.

"Don't. She pushed him slightly, not that she didn't want him, not that she didn't want him, but now, beyond the curtain was the banquet hall, and beyond the wall were their parents, she ...... Don't dare to ask for it.

"Silly girl," Wen Yunting embraced her into his arms, such a beautiful her, such a beautiful her, he hadn't seen enough of her, how could he be willing to make her makeup? He wanted her, but not now, "You still say you don't love me?" he said softly, revealing her pretending to be strong.

I miss you and I love you. However, she choked on this sentence in her throat and couldn't say it? Le Yao's heart ached slightly.

"Yaoyao," although Wen Yunting wanted to take her out of here, Yu Peiling was right, where could they go? They couldn't just live in their own love, because there were also responsibilities and obligations that they had to bear, his hand, raised her chin, looked at her delicate face, and said in a low voice: "You listen to me." ”

She didn't speak, just looked at him, her eyes hesitant and struggling.

"Wait for me. Wen Yunting said, with ardent expectation in his eyes: "Yaoyao, wait for me," he lowered his head and kissed her lips, gently, softly, little by little, and finally, put a ring into her ring finger.

Le Yao was shocked, the meaning of the ring finger represented, she was clear.

Wen Yunting kissed her eyes, his eyes were firm, his hand held the hand with the ring on her ring finger tightly, the big hand, wrapped around her slender little hand, and the gentle words carried an irresistible temptation: "Marry me?"

Le Yao's whole body trembled...... His chest was suffocated, tears filled his eyes, and his lips trembled slightly, and he couldn't say anything with excitement.

"Silly girl. Although she didn't say anything, Wen Yunting could feel it and looked at her expectantly: "Don't say anything, you just need to nod." ”

She sobbed, then nodded slightly.

She had been waiting for this day for five years.

He loved her, and she loved him, and if he said it, then she would say yes.

He hugged her tight.

Downstairs behind them, there is a noisy New Year's party that is about to start, but they in this VIP room are the happiest moment in their lives.

Le Yao's mobile phone ringtone startled the two people who hugged each other, she panicked and found her mobile phone in the corner of the carpet, on the mobile phone, showing her mother's number, she was flustered and looked at him.

"Take it. Her nod just now was like giving him a reassurance, as long as he was affirmed, he was not afraid of anything.

Le Yao answered, "Mom." The voice, visibly trembling.

"Where have you been?" her daughter had been out for more than ten minutes, Yu Peiling faintly felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly dialed her daughter's phone while her husband was going to see an old friend.

"I-" She panicked, how to answer?

"Come back quickly, I'll be waiting for you in the VIP room. There was no time to say anything else, Yu Peiling could only scold.

After hanging up the phone, Le Yao looked at Wen Yunting quietly, and there was still an indelible sweet joy in her eyes.

"Go ahead. Wen Yunting kissed her forehead, and then combed a strand of hair on her forehead, imprinting her beautiful face in her heart.

Le Yao reluctantly walked to the door.

"Yaoyao. Wen Yunting called her.

Le Yao turned around.

Wen Yunting smiled and said gently, "Did I tell you that you are so beautiful tonight." ”

His smile made Le Yao's heart intoxicated, this smile was as refreshing as his laughter five years ago, she was a little shy, and the roots of her ears were red.

Wen Yunting raised the corners of his lips slightly to look at her, and his heart was full of intoxicating sweetness: "Yaoyao," although his voice was soft, but very firm: "I love you." ”

Le Yao's heart suddenly moved, her eyes wet, and she pursed her lips. The phone is ringing again. She didn't dare to linger any longer, opened the door and walked out.

A door separates the two people who love each other deeply, but the corners of Wen Yunting's lips are slightly raised, and happiness is beyond words, as long as she waits for him, as long as she loves him, as long as she believes in him, then they will eventually have a happy future. And the source of all this happiness only comes from the nod she just now.

Happiness, happiness that comes so naturally and happily.

Yu Peiling glared at her daughter fiercely, her tears just now, some makeup, the lips that he kissed, and some of the redness fell, how could all this escape Peiling's eyes.

It's too late, and the party is still ten minutes away.

Yu Peiling took out her makeup bag and touched up her daughter's makeup, but in her heart, she complained about her lack of determination.

Le Yao quietly hid the hand with the ring on her ring finger under her skirt to prevent her mother from discovering it. But the bottom of my heart is as sweet as honey.

The grand Wen's New Year's party began.

invited a pair of entertainment hosting partners who are currently popular to host.

And Wen Xiaocheng's humorous and witty speech kicked off the party.

Wen Yunting and Le Yao sat at two round tables next to each other, and occasionally, the eye contact between them was full of sweetness.

Zhou Yang sat next to Le Yao, happily trying to make Le Yao happy, but now, except for Wen Yunting, she couldn't accommodate anyone in her eyes.

When it was announced that the ball had begun, the audience was boiling.

And Le Yao was even more excited.

Because, he will come and invite her to do the opening dance.

Although there are thousands of pairs of eyes watching, they can hug and dance together, although there are so many people watching, but there is a little sweetness between them.

When she thinks about dancing, she feels very happy.

Wen Yunting was wearing a white shirt and a black dress, his figure was even taller and more handsome, and the whole person looked handsome and noble, and when he stood up, he became the focus of the audience.

Wen Yunting raised his head slightly, and after glancing at everyone lightly, his gaze fell on her who was only a few steps away.

"Hey, little cousin," Zhou Yangle touched Le Yao's arm with his elbow and said, "This time, don't step on my cousin's foot." Although he usually giggles, in fact, there are some things in his heart that know better than anyone else.

Le Yao lowered her eyes slightly, crossed her hands together, and the ring on her ring finger made her heart sweeter.

When she stabilized her mood and watched Wen Yunting approach her, she looked at him and saw a smile in his eyes. Her heart was about to soar, unconsciously a little nervous, and a little expectant, she pursed her lips,

When she was one step away, Wen Yunting landed in front of her with an elegant invitation move, and the perfect facial features like a god's mansion were close at hand with a smile.

My heart trembled. Le Yao raised her hand and lowered it to his palm. Her heart seemed to jump out of her throat, and her hand was almost grasped by his warm hand. Thinking of the intimate hugs that followed, the roots of her ears quietly became hot.

Suddenly, a slender and clean hand gently swept in front of Le Yao's eyes in a beautiful posture, and fell into Wen Yunting's hand a second before her, and quickly clenched his hand, "Sorry for keeping you waiting." ”

Song Siyu is full of aura and dignified atmosphere, she is tall and slender, she is wearing a white floor-length skirt, she is out of the world, her hand is tightly clenched Wen Yunting's hand.

Wen Yunting's smile disappeared instantly, and he wanted to withdraw his hand, but she held it tightly.

Le Yao's hand fell awkwardly beside the hand they were holding, her fingertips trembled slightly, the ring on her ring finger refracted a cold light under the bright light, and then, she withdrew her hand in a sneer, and Song Siyu's appearance knocked her from the clouds into the ice cellar, I thought that happiness was so close and within reach, but I didn't expect that she would be beaten back to her original form immediately, they were a couple, and she ......

The people who had been expecting the opening dance whispered.

Song Siyu's other hand fell on Wen Yunting's shoulder, her fingertips gently rose and fell on his shoulder, as if she was playing the piano, her lips were smiling, and she winked at him gently, lively and playful: "Are you stunned happy?" Yunting, do you still like the surprise I gave you?"

Wen Yunting's eyebrows tightened slightly, his face was cold, but his eyes fell on Le Yao.

The atmosphere is at an impasse.

At this time, the male host's slightly magnetic voice filled every corner of the banquet hall: "Let's welcome Vice President Wen and his fiancée to dance for us with warm applause." ”

Wen Yunting and Le Yao were both shocked, didn't they say it a long time ago, did the two of them start dancing?

In an instant, the sound of soothing music sounded, and Song Siyu held Wen Yunting's hand tightly, and pulled him onto the dance floor under the envious eyes of everyone.

Le Yao's lips trembled slightly, her chest was suffocating and she was about to stop breathing, and her eyes looked at the enviable couple on the dance floor, and she quietly hid her left hand wearing a ring under her skirt.

It turned out that what he gave her was just a joke.

The warm happiness at that moment seemed to melt her, but at this moment, reality woke her up, it turned out that at twelve o'clock, Cinderella would become the original form, and she was just that Cinderella. The love she was looking forward to was just a passing smoke.

Heart, tears of pain.

Zhou Yang on the side, looking at her silent appearance, couldn't help but get anxious, everyone's eyes were attracted by the good couple on the dance floor, and no one noticed Le Yao at all.

Zhou Yang touched her with his elbow and whispered, "Little cousin?"

Le Yao came back to her senses from the pain.

"Don't be discouraged, come on!" Zhou Yang no longer has yesterday's giggle, he is wearing formal clothes, young and handsome, don't let him look at it, in fact, he understands everything.

Le Yao was embarrassed, her hands trembled slightly, with a hint of indifference that could not be concealed, she picked up her cup, and the tall glass was full of red wine, and she started drinking it without thinking about it.

"That's not how wine is drunk. Zhou Yang saw her appearance, and in a hurry, he grabbed her cup, but unexpectedly, the wine in her wine glass spilled out, wetting her skirt. And the cup, too, fell to the ground with a crisp sound, but, in the noisy banquet hall, it did not attract anyone's attention at all.

Zhou Yang wanted to wipe her skirt with a tissue, but Le Yao turned slightly sideways and stopped his hand: "No need." "The skirt is black, and the wine is spilled on it, and you can't see it anyway...... Her heart trembled with coldness, even if she could see it? If he didn't look at it, what if she wore a beautiful dress?

In the noisy crowd, Ke Le Yao felt lonely and cold as if she was out of the way, she put aside Zhou Yang and staggered through the crowd, such a large banquet hall, but she didn't know where she was going.

In the end, she hid beside the curtain glass and looked down at the night scene of the entire Z city, but at this time, she was not in the mood to look at the night scene.

Next to the glass where she stood, there was a breathable skylight, through which the cold air from outside hit her face, and the cold air of the winter night was enough to freeze as she was now.

The tears that should have been pouring out were swirling under Yingying's eyes, and her heart fell into loneliness and pain.

In the banquet hall across the curtain, a song was finished, followed by a cheerful song, and many people embraced each other onto the dance floor, and the atmosphere of the banquet hall reached a climax in the sound of cheerful music.

Wen Yunting frowned, looking for Le Yao's figure everywhere, but as far as the eye could see, there was no figure of her at all.

"Clouds. Song Siyu grabbed his hand and didn't let go.

"Let go!" he whispered, but his tone was very stern, looking at her with a fierce gaze, if she hadn't suddenly appeared before, the first dance was originally danced by him and Le Yao.

Song Siyu raised the corners of her lips playfully, with a hint of provocation: "You are my fiancé, how can I let go?" she instead took his arm affectionately.

"Siyu. Wen Xiaocheng and Yu Peiling walked over to them.

"Uncle, aunt. Song Siyu looked at them with a slight smile, and she leaned on Wen Yunting kissing.

"Siyu, you danced well. Yu Peiling's smile grew: "I just got off the plane, I'm tired." ”

Song Siyu raised his eyes and looked at Wen Yunting, and then the little bird quietly leaned on his arm like a human: "Don't be tired." ”

Wen Yunting pushed her away without a trace, "I still have something to do, you can talk slowly." ”

"What can you do?" Wen Xiaocheng said in a deep voice: "Siyu has been on the plane for so long and come back, and you don't know how to accompany her well." ”

*

Le Yao, who was hiding next to the curtain glass, was trembling by the cold air flowing in from the breathable skylight, and soon, her forehead became heavier and heavier, and the whole person was groggy.

"Mr. Wen's fiancée is so elegant. Outside the curtain of the curtain glass, two Wen's employees sat down, and the young girl sighed while drinking a drink: "They are really talented and beautiful, and they are a natural pair." ”

"Don't be envious, they, one is the successor of the Wen family, and the other is the golden branch and jade leaf of the Song family, and behind him is a mountain of money that can not be squandered in a lifetime," the slightly older one sneered: "People are rich, so they are naturally elegant." How can we compare to these people?"

Their voices startled the groggy Le Yao, and she stood quietly beside the curtain glass behind them.

"Yes. The young girl said, "Oh, by the way, did you notice, the one who followed Mrs. Wen before is so familiar." ”

"I heard it's Mrs. Win's daughter," said the elder.

"Didn't Wen Dong's daughter pass away?" the young girl asked puzzledly, "Where did this daughter come from?"

"Don't you understand? It's Mrs. Wen's daughter," the older added displeased, "it's her daughter with her ex-husband." ”

"Ex-husband, has Mrs. Wen ever been married?" asked the young one in surprise, and then her thoughts kept thinking, and finally, as if she had discovered a new world: "I remember, her daughter seems to be Le Yao from the former Administration Department, yes, it is Le Yao." ”

Being called by her name, Le Yao was slightly stunned, but she didn't dare to make a sound.

"I don't think you say it, but when you say it, I feel like it's her. The older one said.

The young one pursed his lips: "But when she was in the administration department before, she didn't think she was so beautiful, why did she surprise the audience as soon as she appeared tonight." ”

"People rely on clothes, Buddha wants gold," the elder said, "Cinderella will also become a princess one day." ”

"Cinderella is always Cinderella, how can a sparrow become a phoenix?" said the young man sourly: "She is not the real lady of the Wen family, and she has nothing to show off." ”

The older one said: "If you say Phoenix, if you say enough to show off, Miss Song deserves it." She is the real princess, and I am afraid that only she can be worthy of our President Wen. ”

Le Yao sobered up.

It turned out that she was nothing,

It turned out that she had nothing.

She is still the lonely and poor Le Yao.

But their words really woke up Le Yao, she has always been Cinderella, never, never can be a phoenix.

And Song Siyu is the princess who is enough to match Wen Yunting.

*

She walked out in pain and walked to the bathroom, only to bump into someone at the bathroom door.

Luo Zhen raised her chin slightly, her hand fell on her lower abdomen, and straightened slightly: "It's nothing if you hit me, if you hurt the child in my belly......" She was jealous and envious of Le Yao, "The senior will definitely be very nervous." ”

Le Yao's eyebrows tightened slightly, but she saw that she was wearing a slightly heavy makeup on her face, wearing a knee-length evening dress, and stepping on ten-centimeter high heels.

Luo Zhen followed, and said in a voice, "Le Yao, what's wrong, you don't seem to be happy?" she smiled happily: "Yes, you are dressed so beautifully, but no one asks you to dance." "The last time she was in the supermarket, she knew that Wen Yunting and Le Yao were together, and the scene when Song Siyu appeared before made her feast.

Le Yao was already sad, and when she said this, her heart became even more upset, but she ignored her and walked straight into the cubicle of the bathroom.

Luo Zhen snorted coldly, and then walked triumphantly to the bathroom, but unexpectedly, her feet slipped and fell heavily to the ground, she snorted, and then, her lower abdomen also hurt slightly, she panicked and frowned.

"Luo Zhen, what's wrong with you?" An employee of the Wen family entered the bathroom and found Luo Zhen who had fallen to the ground, and quickly helped her up: "It's okay." ”

Luo Zhen, who was helped up, tried to walk a few steps, except for the faint pain in her lower abdomen, the rest was fine.

When Le Yao walked out of the cubicle, she saw someone helping Luo Zhen away, she stood on the sink with her head down, letting the cold water rinse her slender fingers.

The ring on the ring finger of her left hand has been shining because of the rinsing of water, Le Yao's eyes are wet, she tried to take off the ring with her right hand, but it was like a measuring tape, and she couldn't take it off at all. She wept sadly.

"Yaoyao, why are you here?" After the dance, Yu Peiling looked for her daughter everywhere, but she couldn't find it.

Le Yao was afraid that her mother would find the ring in her hand, so she hid her hand slightly at her side.

Yu Peiling found her daughter's moist and tearful eyes, and she was vaguely worried, but now she was a little angry: "Look at you, what have you made yourself look like?" She pulled her daughter to stand in front of the mirror on the washstand, and said with a look of hatred: "Isn't it just a man?

As soon as the words fell, he felt that he had spoken too much, so he said again: "You also saw it today, without rehearsal, but you can dance so well, the tacit understanding between him and Siyu is beyond anyone's reach, and it is absolutely impossible for them to break up, so, Yaoyao, you should die!"

Le Yao wiped away her tears and held back her emotions.

"After the dance, your Uncle Wen was going to introduce you to everyone, but you couldn't be found anywhere. Yu Peiling helped her daughter make up her makeup, and after seeing that she was in a slightly better mood, Fang pulled her out of the bathroom.

Yu Peiling took Le Yao to shuttle through the shadow of her clothes and sideburns, and finally walked to Wen Xiaocheng's side.

"Yaoyao. Song Siyu's lips rose slightly, her eyes looked at Le Yao, there was a smile between her eyebrows, and she raised her glass to Le Yao: "You are so beautiful today." ”

Her gaze made Le Yao feel a kind of inexplicable embarrassment, she couldn't speak, let alone laugh.

Yu Peiling took the wine glass from the waiter's hand and put it in her daughter's hand, "Yaoyao, I don't want to give you a glass of Sister Siyu, thank you for the evening dress she designed for you." ”

Yes, the dress she was wearing was designed by Siyu, what reason did she have not to thank her? Le Yao raised her glass tremblingly, "Sister Siyu, thank you." There was a slight tremor in his voice.

Song Siyu smiled skillfully, raised her lips dignifiedly, and gently touched the wine glass with her: "Yaoyao, Happy New Year." ”

Wen Xiaocheng smiled and said, "Are you still called sister?" hehe, Yaoyao, you should change your name to sister-in-law." ”

"Uncle Wen," Song Siyu had a shy coquettishness.

Le Yao choked on the wine that had just slipped into her throat, and her whole face turned red.

And at this time, Wen Yunting walked over, just now, he searched every corner of the banquet hall, but he didn't see Le Yao, and now, he saw her sitting with her father.

Knowing that he was coming, Le Yao didn't look at him, but changed another glass of wine, raised it, and raised a smile on her lips, but she didn't notice it herself, this smile was more ugly than crying, "Brother," she looked at him, but her heart was extremely painful, and then looked at Siyu: "Sister-in-law, I wish you happiness." As he spoke, his eyebrows tightened slightly, his lips trembled slightly, and he raised his head and drank all the wine.