1579. Chapter 1579: Give Him a Chance

This night, Long Ling'er fell asleep very late, and the next morning, she was woken up by a mocking voice, she got dressed, opened the bedroom door, and Mercy was standing at the door, looking at her with a smile, "Congratulations Miss Long-"

Long Ling'er looked confused, "Congratulations on what, where does the joy come from?"

Mercy deliberately sold a pass, "Miss Long will know when you go down, however, I will build yƬ You still change into beautiful clothes." Oh, by the way, I still have cosmetics here, Miss Long, do you want to put on a beautiful makeup. ā€

Long Ling'er chuckled, "There's no need, no makeup, and no change of clothes." It's so mysterious, I'll go out and have a look. ā€

When she walked to the gate, she saw a sea of roses outside the gate, and thousands of roses were arranged in a big heart shape, which looked very romantic.

Yehuang wore a black suit and walked over to her with a rose in his hand, "Ling'er, give me a chance, can you go home with me?"

Long Ling'er suddenly turned around and hurriedly walked into the living room.

In the midst of everyone's consternation, Yehuang was stunned on the spot, and she spent so much effort to come up with an idea, but she ignored it like this.

"Ling'er, don't go, if you don't agree to go back with me, I'll stand here and wait for you to come out!"

Yehuang shouted loudly behind her, these days, he is also having a hard time, he can't eat, can't sleep, and tries his best to please her, but she still turns a blind eye.

At this time, his heart was full of frustration.

Upstairs, Long Ling'er was sitting in the bedroom, and the sky outside gradually became cloudy, and after a while, rain began to fall.

The autumn rain is as cold as silk, more like a woman's lingering resentful hatred, swirling in the wind, between the sky and the lake.

"Miss Long!"

Just when Long Ling'er was in a daze, the figure of mercy quietly pushed the door in.

Long Ling'er turned her head to look at her, "What's the matter?"

Pity pulled her hair and cautiously walked up to Long Ling'er, "Miss Long, I can see that His Excellency the President has a deep affection for you, do you plan to let him continue like this?"

Long Ling'er lowered her head for a long time, raised her eyes and smiled at her, "You are still too young to understand men!"

"Miss Long, in fact, I think you can give him a chance to make corrections, so that you can also give yourself a step. If the stalemate continues, it will give other women a chance. Think about it, is your son, your family, really going to let go like this?"

Long Ling'er frowned, "Opportunity is a double-edged dagger, and when you give it to others, you will also hurt yourself." ā€

"Miss Long, if you don't give it a chance, how do you know that it's a dagger, maybe it's a perfect ending. ā€

Compassion tried his best to persuade Long Ling'er to hold his forehead, "My head hurts a little, you go out first!"

"If Miss Long really can't think of anything and refuses to believe him, why not send someone to get to know him privately?"

Long Ling'er glanced at her and shook her head, "I don't want to talk about this matter anymore, you go out!"

Pity smiled awkwardly and silently withdrew.

After exiting the door, she walked to the other end of the hallway, where Stephen was waiting for her, and couldn't wait to greet her, "How is it?

"I asked, Miss Long, she didn't seem to be satisfied, but she already trusted me. "Compassion volunteered.

Stephen nodded, his face softened slightly, "Okay, then you continue to help me watch Madame, probe her in private, inquire about her preferences, and then make it easier for us to prescribe the right medicine." ā€

Stephen originally wanted to find a breakthrough from Tang Qingxue's side, but Tang Qingxue had always been in Long Ling'er's position, tight-lipped as a bottle, no matter how he asked, there was no way to understand Long Ling'er's true mood. Therefore, we can only probe a little bit from the pity.

Pity originally admired Stephen, but at this time, it was even more sticky, and all kinds of positive self-recommendations......

"There's some money here, it's for you!" Stephen pulled out his wallet, took out a stack of bills and handed it to Mercy, "You'd better be able to report to me at any time Madame's thoughts." ā€

Pity smiled and pushed away the money, "You can put away the money! It's just a little thing, and it seems too much to collect money." ā€

Stephen gave her a complicated look, "And what do you want?"

"I ...... I just want to do things for my husband and wait until the matter is done in the future. Pity glanced at Stephen with a twinkle in his eyes, then turned and hurried away.

Stephen was stunned for a moment, then the phone rang, and he looked down to see that it was Mia calling.

"Hello, Miss Mia!"

"Mmmm, I want to find your president, why haven't I seen him for the past week, and no one answered his mobile phone?"

"That's ...... Your Excellency the President is busy right now!"

'I hope to see him in three days, there's very exciting news that I need to share with him. I'm going to be angry if he doesn't show up again. ā€

"Yes, I will convey your message to His Excellency the President. ā€

Stephen politely hung up the phone, turned around, and saw that Yehuang was still standing in the gate, his hair wet from the rain, and he was already soaking wet. But these still did not shake his firm heart, he must bring Long Ling'er back.

Stephen was stunned for a moment, then walked out with an umbrella, stood on the steps, and held it up above Yehuang's head.

Ye Huang stretched out his hand to wipe the rain from his face, and looked at him darkly with dark eyes, "Take it!"

"Your Excellency, you ...... like this," Stephen persuaded bitterly.

"Take it!!" Yehuang gave an order, and Stephen didn't dare to continue to insist, and silently took the umbrella.

It had been drizzling all day, and Long Ling'er didn't go out of the bedroom, so she brought in some snacks.

Watching Long Ling'er hold the pillow, sit on the sofa, and look out the window in a daze......

After putting her head on the table, she slowly walked to the window and suddenly shouted, "Miss Long, look, that person is about to pass out......

Long Ling'er couldn't sit still, stood up, and hurriedly walked to the window to look out, Yehuang had already been in the rain for four or five hours, and his whole body was like a soup chicken, and the whole person was a little shaky.

She hurriedly turned around and walked out.

Hurriedly went downstairs and walked to the gate to look at him, "Don't you do this, okay?"

"Ling'er, can you go back with me? I know it's wrong, give me a chance. Yehuang's big wet hand took her little hand, and his wet eyes looked at her.

Long Ling'er shook her head, "Don't admit your mistakes to me, okay?" I can't remember anything clearly, I don't care, I've forgotten, I have no feelings for you." Don't do this, okay? You can only push me like this, and push our relationship to the precipice. Do you think that if you are drenched in the rain like this, I will feel good in my heart? When you are drenched like this, I only have guilt, not love for you. ā€

"Then will you go back with me? my son needs you, even if you don't like me, it doesn't matter, I won't force you, as long as you are willing to go back with me, I'll give you time, give you freedom, give you space......" Yehuang looked at her anxiously.

Long Ling'er was silent for a while, and nodded silently, "Okay, I'll go back with you, but after a month, I still can't think of anything, so we'll go through the divorce operation." ā€

"Okay!" Yehuang's eyes finally showed a hint of excited joy.

As long as Long Ling'er is willing to go back with him, it will be easy to do.

In the afternoon, more cars came and left Qianhu Island with Long Ling'er......

In order to let Long Ling'er recover her memory faster, he first drove her to the presidential palace.

"Ling'er, this is where we used to live, are you ...... here" Yehuang introduced enthusiastically, Long Ling'er looked up and saw a young girl not far in front of him, who was the one in the dream.