Text] 34o. Across thousands of rivers and mountains, you are coming

Ling Xuewei smiled proudly, blinked her eyes, and said to Zhemilai: "Auntie, maybe you don't care what kind of person Leng Yurou is, but don't you care if Mo Xuan is really happy?"

Outside the door, Leng Yurou clenched her fists, and her eyes shot out of resentful anger. She never thought that Ling Xuewei, who seemed to be weak, would have such a shameless scene.

However, it is not surprising that she can investigate her gossip news and photos circulating on the Internet. What she wondered was how Ling Xuewei could know about the agreement between herself and Long Moxuan, Long Moxuan lent herself five million and donated bone marrow to Xiao Yi, no one knew about this matter except for herself and Long Moxuan. Unless Long Moxuan took the initiative to tell her......

Mo Xuan, did you even tell her such a thing? Are you so intimate with her that way?

At this moment, Leng Yurou left dejectedly. It doesn't matter if you listen to it anymore. Originally, it was just because she started over, so she wanted to try to win Long Moxuan's family to love her. However, if the person Long Moxuan loved was only Ling Xuewei, then nothing mattered anymore......

Leng Yurou left in despair, hiding in a corner where no one was around, and her mood was gloomy.

In the study, Jemilai's eyes were cold, he looked at Ling Xuewei indifferently, got up and said, "Ling Xuewei, thank you very much for telling me this, but even so, you don't have a chance." Now, please leave. ”

"Auntie......" Ling Xuewei was stunned.

Zhemilai opened the door extremely firmly, and said with an indifferent expression: "Even if Xiaoyu is not good, she at least has Mo Xuan's child." And you, do you think we're going to forgive a woman who hasn't said goodbye for five years?

Ling Xuewei didn't expect that she would be driven away in the end, she had always been as arrogant as her, and she was suddenly aggrieved.

Long Moxuan looked around the hall for Leng Yurou, but he couldn't find it.

Leng Yurou stood behind a tall man, the man's figure just covered her, she looked at Long Moxuan's anxious eyes, not knowing if she should continue to believe him.

And just when Long Moxuan turned around, he bumped into a woman in a red dress. The woman covered her face, as if in tears, and rushed through the crowd.

Long Moxuan was stunned for a moment, and seemed to recognize that it was Ling Xuewei's figure, and after staying for a few seconds, he couldn't help but pull his legs and chase out.

The cold rain in the corner passed through the crowd and came to Long Moxuan, blocking Long Moxuan's sight.

Long Moxuan was stunned for a moment, held Leng Yurou's shoulder, gritted his teeth and said, "Yurou, I'll go and take a look, and I'll be back soon." ”

"Mo Xuan, no!" Leng Yurou objected so resolutely for the first time, she couldn't let Ling Xuewei lead her by the nose anymore, and she couldn't let Ling Xuewei ruin the happiness she had so hard to rebuild. Long Moxuan had promised that he would not meet her again, and he had decided to forget about the past and believe him, this was a new beginning. Their lives, if they can't get rid of Ling Xuewei's shadow, then there will always be shadows.

But Long Moxuan was worried about Ling Xuewei's appearance just now, in his memory, Ling Xuewei was such a strong and arrogant person, and rarely shed tears. If you run out crying at this time, will it be dangerous? Long Moxuan let go of Leng Yurou's hand irritably, and said, "Let me go out!"

"Long Moxuan!" Leng Yurou broke off, stared at him coldly, and said angrily: "Didn't you say that you would never see her again? Didn't you promise me that you would break off with her from now on?"

Seeing Leng Yurou's annoyance, Long Moxuan said: "Xiaoyu, don't you make trouble like this, okay?" I just went to see what happened to her, she promised me that she would not pester me again, and I really have nothing to do with her in the future." ”

"Nothing?" Leng Yurou smiled bitterly, the sourness in her heart spread, trying her best to control her tears, and said: "Then tell me, why did she come to your birthday dinner? If nothing happened, why did you care so much about her? I saw her crying and wanted to chase her, so why didn't you come to greet me when I was unhappy just now? It turns out that I can't compare to her in your heart?"

"That's enough!" Long Moxuan anxiously tore off Leng Yurou's hand, and said eagerly: "Don't talk nonsense! You are my wife, always will be!" And she is just a friend, I'll go out and have a look, and I'll be back soon!"

"If you go out, then our relationship will be over completely!" - Leng Yurou shouted at his back.

Long Moxuan only paused, and finally left Leng Yurou and hurriedly left the banquet scene.

Leng Yurou watched as Long Moxuan turned around and left, a layer of misty tears floating in her eyes. Perhaps dazzlingly, she seemed to see Jemilay standing in the crowd, staring coldly at herself.

Such indifferent eyes made Leng Yurou's heart feel cold. She looked at the banquet where the singing and dancing were leveling, everything was lively and peaceful, but no one noticed her emotions, and no one cared about her feelings. No matter how hard you try, you don't belong here.

Leng Yurou turned around and walked out of the door of the Long family sadly.

Across the road in front of Long's house, Ling Xuewei was reaching for a taxi. It was late at night, and although there was a lot of traffic on the road, there were taxis carrying passengers, so she waited for a few minutes but couldn't wait for the car. And just when he was embarrassed, he suddenly looked up, and under the street lamp opposite, the man in a black suit looked at him with a concerned expression, and the tenderness in his eyes made Ling Xuewei suddenly shocked.

Long Moxuan and Ling Xuewei, the two of them looked at each other from a distance across the bustling road outside the car. There is reluctance and nostalgia in each other's eyes.

At this moment, Long Moxuan suddenly realized that he thought that he had fallen in love with Leng Yurou and no longer remembered Ling Xuewei, but in fact, this may just be another revenge: I want to try to tell Xue Wei that I can live well without you.

And Ling Xuewei's tears were so embarrassed that his heart ached. At this moment, he really wanted to stand by her side, embrace her in his arms, comfort her, give her warmth, give her strength, care for her, and cherish her.

Leng Yurou slowly walked out of Long's house, a gust of night wind blew cool, she was a little cold, her hands were around her chest, and she walked slowly with her head down.

As soon as he looked up, he saw Long Moxuan crossing the uninhabited road and walking towards the opposite side.

Long Moxuan crossed the road and walked to Ling Xuewei's side, the closer he got to her, the more hesitant his steps became, as if he was separated by thousands of rivers and mountains, and it was difficult to cross.

A poignant smile appeared on Ling Xuewei's tearful face, and she said with a smile: "You're here." ”

Long Moxuan's elegant and elongated figure was as tall as jade, with his hands in his trouser pockets, and he stood a meter away in front of Ling Xuewei, and said, "Are you here to attend my banquet?"

Ling Xuewei nodded, suddenly lowered her head, took out two sets of tickets for European football matches from her handbag and handed them to Long Moxuan, and said, "Knowing that your favorite football team will play in two days, this is the on-site ticket, which is my birthday gift to you." I just don't know...... Do I have a chance to go to the competition with you again?"

Long Moxuan hesitated, took the ticket with one hand, and then slowly stepped forward, pulled Ling Xuewei into his arms, and hugged her. ~