23o. The truth is still a lie

Long Moxuan thought that she didn't believe herself, so she was in a hurry, so she got up and walked in front of her, her black eyes were burning like charcoal, and she said angrily: "Believe me, what I said is true, me and Xue Wei ...... After meeting again, although we have regrets for each other, I remember that you are my wife, so I didn't have any ...... with her."

Leng Yurou continued to close her eyes, her brows furrowed, but she still didn't speak. Please search (product @ book ¥ net) to see the most complete! The fastest update is not that she doesn't believe Long Moxuan's explanation, but at this moment, a strange feeling suddenly rose in her heart. Long Moxuan and Ling Xuewei, a lonely man and a widow, were in the same room, how could Long Moxuan say that Ling Xuewei seduced him?

Long Moxuan didn't know what Leng Yurou was thinking, and a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his mind, remembering that after he came back from Singapore, there was a newspaper where Leng Yurou was still in the trash can, and the scene of herself holding Ling Xuewei was published on it. And Leng Yurou never asked about it......

Long Moxuan was shocked, Leng Yurou, how deep is this woman's heart?

But looking at Leng Yurou's expression, Long Moxuan scratched his head and had to continue to explain: "After that night, Jack invited me to a fashion show, I was in the front row, Xue Wei was on the stage, I don't know why my feet suddenly stepped on the air, I saved her in time...... After the meeting, Xuewei and I had a meal together, and after chatting for a while, I told her that I had married a wife and lived happily, and hoped that she would not try to impress me with her past feelings. She agreed, and we agreed that from now on, we would just be friends. ”

Leng Yurou was still silent, not saying a word.

Long Moxuan was really panicked this time. Since he and Leng Yurou met, they have had cold wars, fierce battles, and street quarrels. However, there has never been a time when Leng Yurou would be as silent as she is now, as if she was tired, and she didn't seem to have the heart to ask more. But he knew that the deepest silence often meant the final disappointment.

Long Moxuan eagerly grabbed Leng Yurou's hand and said seriously: "Yurou, believe me, Xue Wei and I are really just ordinary friends now. Otherwise, I wouldn't have taken you to meet her tonight and have dinner with her. ”

Leng Yurou believed that she believed in Long Moxuan's words, and she also believed that Long Moxuan sincerely regarded Ling Xuewei as a friend. Can......

"Mo Xuan, I just want to know, I met a hooligan that night and called you and was denied, at that time, were you with Xue Wei?"

In fact, this is the question that Leng Yurou has been thinking about just now, and it is also the problem she is most concerned about.

She believed that Long Moxuan loved herself at the moment. However, if in Long Moxuan's heart, his concern for himself is not as exciting as seeing his first love, then ......

This love is so weak, so ridiculous, what is the need for me to stick to it all the time?

Seeing that Long Moxuan was silent, he nodded slowly, and Leng Yurou's heart sank to the bottom.

Leng Yurou stood up, shook off Long Moxuan's hand, and said weakly: "I'm tired, I want to take a bath and sleep, don't disturb me." ”

Leng Yurou staggered to her feet, bypassed Long Moxuan's side, got up and walked towards the bathroom.

Long Moxuan got up helplessly, a little annoyed by Leng Yurou's calm reflection. Is she so indifferent? Long Moxuan shouted angrily: "Leng Yurou, don't forget, the night you met Fang Haojie, in front of me, you also danced with him enthusiastically, and performed piano music in public!"

Leng Yurou lowered her head and walked towards the bathroom, silent.

Long Moxuan was even more furious. Compared with the previous wars, Leng Yurou's abnormal silence made him even more confused, he would rather Leng Yurou sneer and scold him with sharp teeth, at least his heart would be much more steady. Long Moxuan watched Leng Yurou get farther and farther away from him, and his heart ached, as if there was an invisible rift between the two of them spreading. He had to do something to make up for it.

So Long Moxuan stepped forward quickly, grabbed Leng Yurou's hand at the door of the bathroom, and said angrily: "Leng Yurou, what do you want me to do? I said that Xue Wei and I are just friends now!"

Leng Yurou was finally angered by the success, and raised her eyebrows and sneered: "Friend?"

"Hmph, Long Moxuan, I'm just afraid that it's your wishful thinking to be friends, right? From yesterday to now, I've been waiting for your explanation, but you haven't told me, why Ling Xuewei was kidnapped in a suburban factory, and why did you rush to save her, but pretended not to see it when you saw me? Why is the first thing Ling Xuewei thinks of is you?"

Long Moxuan opened his mouth to argue,Leng Yurou didn't give him a chance,Continue to say aggressively:"If this is your so-called friend,Then,I said that I only regard Fang Haojie as a friend,But once I encounter it, I ask him for help in the situation,May I ask Chairman Longda,Do you believe in this so-called friendship that evolved from old lovers?"

Long Moxuan's mouth opened wide in surprise, wanting to say something, but in the end, he could only say nothing. He knew that Leng Yurou was right, what he did was linked, and he didn't respect Leng Yurou enough, and he didn't fully consider her feelings.

Leng Yurou withdrew her hand, the bathroom door was gently locked, and Leng Yurou began to take off her clothes and take a shower.

Through the door, Long Moxuan heard the sound of squirming, and his heart was also sour, and he said three words in a low and helpless voice: "I'm sorry......"

The cold rain shook softly. If she remembers correctly, this seems to be the second time Long Moxuan has opened his mouth to apologize?

Moreover, this time the apology is obviously just for my own feelings, and there is no purpose. Leng Yurou's nose was sour, but she didn't say anything after all, so she could only pretend not to hear. I walked into the bath, turned on the shower, rinsed my body, and sorted out my messy thoughts by the way.

Actually, Long Moxuan was not wrong, no matter whether Leng Yurou still had feelings for Long Moxuan, at least, Leng Yurou could see that Long Moxuan really had no idea about Ling Xuewei, so he could take himself to eat with Ling Xuewei frankly.

It's just that...... Thinking about what Ling Xuewei said to herself when she was in the bathroom tonight, Leng Yurou still felt very uncomfortable in her heart. She didn't know if her words could make Ling Xuewei dispel her thoughts, but as a woman, from Ling Xuewei's eyes, she could see that Ling Xuewei still loved Long Moxuan deeply.

And Long Moxuan still thinks of their unforgettable love, in this case, if Ling Xuewei pretends to be weak and cute, maybe one day, Long Moxuan's emotional balance will still be tilted.

This feeling of uncertainty made Leng Yurou feel very insecure. However, how do you tell Long Moxuan how you feel?

Can you directly say to him: "Mo Xuan, I don't like you to associate with Ling Xuewei, and I hate that seeing her reminds me of the things you once fell in love with, I will have low self-esteem in front of her, so don't pay attention to her in the future, don't answer her phone, don't eat together, don't treat her as a friend, it's better to be a stranger?"

——This kind of words, Leng Yurou, who has always been arrogant and cold, can't say it. Besides, even if she is willing to give up her dignity and whisper her request, I am afraid that it will be in vain. Even if Long Moxuan has no feelings for Ling Xuewei, at least he still has friendship. Something like Ling Xuewei's kidnapping today, it is impossible for Long Moxuan to really ignore it. And Ling Xuewei also pinched this point.

So what? All Leng Yurou can do now is to wait quietly, waiting for the situation to unfold, and waiting for Long Moxuan's attitude to be clear. Anything she does now has the potential to be counterproductive.

So, we can only wait and see.

It's just that he quietly watched and watched the man he loved, but he couldn't be sure if he would always be his man...... This feeling made Leng Yurou very uncomfortable.

Coming out of the bathroom, Leng Yurou returned to the bedroom with a pale face, without even looking at Long Moxuan. Long Moxuan sat in the living room, silent alone, not knowing what he was thinking.

{I'm very tired these days.,So the plot is a little depressing.,Amen~~{