Chapter 1017: I Really Don't Want to Care About Your Mess (35)

Her tone was oppressive, full of trills and jitters.

Her love is very unstable, if this man treats her like this in front of outsiders in normal times, she will have retreated a long time ago.

But no, if she can't find her brother again, she'll go crazy. That's for her brother who can spare his life, as long as he can be safe, she feels that she can do anything.

It was very quiet in the box, no one spoke, and the soothing music stopped.

Feng Hao's face was gloomy, and he just wanted to call those people out, when he heard a familiar mobile phone ringtone, it was Xia Yucheng's.

"Hey!" Xia Yucheng took out his mobile phone and immediately answered without seeing who it was.

"Orange, it's me, where are you? I heard your mother, I'll pick you up, I'll help you find your brother." On the other end, it was Lu Licheng's gentle and caring voice.

"Teacher Lu......" Xia Yucheng couldn't suppress the grievances in his heart.

As soon as Feng Hao heard the three words of Teacher Lu, he thought of today's phone call, and his eyes were as sharp as a sharp edge, and he threw it towards Xia Yucheng with a brush.

"! I really don't want to care about your mess, Xia Yucheng, you have a kind of leave me, don't - come to me crying when you encounter something!" he looked at her viciously, his burning gaze flickering coldly in the dim light.

This woman doesn't care about him at all except for wantonly squandering his pampering, his love, and his connivance.

His thoughts, his feelings, his contributions, she didn't care.

She can care about everyone, but there is no other style in it. She can be anyone's family and friend, but to him, nothing but him.

In her eyes, maybe he is not as good as a rag that he throws away when he runs out.

The girl who had her dress soiled looked at Xia Yucheng with hostility: "Don't you understand?

"Mr. Feng......" The girl looked back at Feng Hao pitifully, her little white silk dress had been dyed burgundy red.

Xia Yucheng hung up the phone, straightened his back, and said coldly: "Then don't bother!"

Her voice is not loud, but her tone is resolute.

"Yes! If a man is willing to help you, you can go quickly!" Feng Hao's arm rested on the back of the sofa, and he didn't look at her, and waved his hand lightly: "Get out!"

He knew that Xia Yucheng must have hated him very much at this time, so his mood was not much better, but when he thought of this kind of untidy and chaotic relationship between them, his heart burned with raging anger.

Xia Yucheng opened the box door and went out, Feng Hao's words were like a sharp scalpel, slashing her one by one, and then cutting her heart.

It hurts, it hurts like I'm going to die. She felt that her whole person was light, and every step seemed like stepping on the tip of a knife.

The phone she was clenching tightly in her hand kept ringing, and her mouth was open, and she wanted to cry, but she couldn't.

Walking into the elevator, Xia Yucheng's body softened, slid down and squatted on the floor, his body shaking violently, but he couldn't make a sound in his mouth.

……

"Get out! I really don't want to care about your mess, Xia Yucheng, you kind of leave me, don't - cry and beg me when something happens!"

……

She covered her ears and tears fell silently. She thought that in the future, her heart for this man would die because of this moment.

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