The counter staff in the restaurant immediately called the police and contacted the police to deal with the problem as soon as the customer quarreled.

After a while, several police officers took Leng Yuntian and Rong Junlie, who caused the accident, back to the police station, and the chaos finally came to an end.

After receiving the notice at home, Luo Yan rushed to the police station to care about the situation, but when she and Leng Yichen both arrived, only Leng Yuntian was there, because before she came, she called Rong Junlie, but Rong Junlie did not answer the phone.

And she didn't bump into Rong Junlie, she just looked at Leng Yuntian sitting there with a blue nose and swollen face.

After the three of them returned to Leng's house, Luo Yan beckoned Leng Yuntian to sit down, took out ice cubes from the refrigerator, wrapped them in cotton cloth, and compressed the swollen corners of his eyes.

"It's going to hurt a little, so be patient." Luo Yan said softly, her eyes wandering, and she didn't have the courage to meet his sharp eyes.

"Aren't you supposed to explain what the whole thing is?" Leng Yuntian forced her to face him with a straight gaze, asking her to explain the ins and outs of the matter, and she was not allowed to dodge.

"What part of the Prophet do you want to do?" Facing his stunned and resentful eyes, seeing that the injuries on his face were all caused by Rong Junlie, Luo Yan pursed the corners of her lips in embarrassment.

"Who is the woman Rong Junlie met today?" He asked straight to the point.

"His ...... First love......" Luo Yan lowered her face gloomily, and gradually, she told Leng Yuntian everything she heard in the café that day!

"You even know the way, and you don't stop it, they are one by one today" Leng Yuntian resisted the urge to get angry, thinking that she was still being bullied when she got married, he was extremely dissatisfied in his heart.

"Why didn't you tell me in advance?" He asked excitedly, pulling the wound at the corner of his mouth, and blood oozed again.

Luo Yan hurriedly pulled out the tissue paper and wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth.

"I'm afraid of causing you trouble, and I don't want to be a burden to you." She looked at him softly. "Big brother, I will manage the marriage well, don't worry!"

Leng Yichen, who was on the side, couldn't stand it anymore, and couldn't help but be dissatisfied, "I said big brother, people don't know about this matter today, and they think that you are Rong Junlie's rival in love, who hasn't gone over, since Yan'er knows about Lu Dao, you don't have to be so impulsive!" ”

"In this way, it's my big brother who is nosy!" Leng Yuntian looked at it with a cruel gaze, Leng Yichen tugged at the corners of his mouth, and muttered without fear of death, "Everyone is married, you are still like this, you are not nosy, what is it?" ”

"You ......" Leng Yuntian is going to be angry with his younger brother!

"You're no better, messing around with women outside, making Situ Wei angry, I'll see how you explain to the Situ family!"

The spearhead was aimed at Leng Yichen, and even if Leng Yichen still wanted to refute it, he had to sit there stupidly and not speak.

Luo Yan didn't feel it in her heart, she believed what Leng Yuntian said, but Leng Yuntian said that Rong Junlie was so close to that girl, she wouldn't believe it if she died!

And now, her phone has been on, and Rong Junlie has not called, the emptiness of the mobile phone is like a bottomless pit, the empty feeling of torment and anxiety in waiting, almost devouring people.

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Leng Yuntian didn't let Luo Yan help her dress her wounds, maybe because his brother said to be nosy, his face was always cold, and after a while, he went out alone, where to go, the book didn't say.

Luo Yan sat on the sofa of the Leng family, her eyes faintly worried.

Leng Yichen came over, handed a glass of red wine in front of her, and said in a leisurely tone, "I'm waiting for his call, don't wait, the call that should come will come sooner or later, if you don't call, even if you call yourself, others may not answer!" ”

Listening to his words, Luo Yan really didn't know whether Leng Yichen in front of her was comforting herself or teasing herself.

"What are you talking about, I didn't wait for anyone's call!"

She put away the phone stupidly, but she already agreed with what Leng Yichen said in her heart.

Leng Yichen sat down next to her, suddenly shook the red wine glass hooked by his slender fingers, and asked in a low voice, "If Rong Junlie really rekindles with his first love, will you regret marrying him?" ”

"He wouldn't be like this, even if he did that to that girl, there must be a reason for him!" Luo Yan's fierce reaction made Leng Yichen stunned, he narrowed his narrow peach blossom eyes, and suddenly laughed-

"I really can't see it, you still have a deep relationship1"

"You just know it, in short, I don't want you and my eldest brother to worry about it, you hurry up and find a way to coax your sister-in-law back!"

When it comes to his own affairs, Leng Yichen is like an eggplant that has been beaten by frost, and the whole person has become extremely depressed.

"What? Got a problem? ”

Luo Yan looked at him with a melancholy look and couldn't help blinking.

Leng Yichen didn't speak, just drank alone.

"If you don't talk about it, I'll help you analyze it and give you ideas!"

The best topic to divert emotions is to gossip about other people's affairs, and Luo Yan successfully did it, so the heart that was waiting for Rong Junlie's call was not so difficult.

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Here, Rong Junlie's face has always been gloomy, and since he came out of the police station, his face has been very bad.

An Xiaoya was very upset in her heart, always looking at him secretly, wanting to say something, but she didn't dare to say it, she only felt that Rong Junlie in front of her was now almost unrecognizable!

His cold appearance was something she had never seen before!

In An Xiaoya's eyes, heart, and memory, Rong Junlie is still the image of the big brother next door who takes good care of her.

The car drove all the way to the city, Rong Junlie sent An Xiaoya back, An Xiaoya's residence is some distance from the city.

"Junyeol, I'm sorry, today you were misunderstood1"

"It's okay—"

Rong Junlie was angry that this Leng Yuntian always looked like he didn't believe in himself, which made his male self-esteem suffer a big blow.

An Xiaoya sat there with her hands stirred, a little uneasy, "Junyeol, my appearance will cause misunderstanding to your wife, right?" ”

Although she knew that Rong Junlie was married, An Xiaoya's heart still couldn't help but hurt a little, and it was impossible for the two of them to be together, and she didn't know what Lu Dao was for, her heart was still very sad.

Rong Junlie drove the car, his eyes did not leave the front for half a minute, and when he heard An Xiaoya's slightly sad words in the gloom, he came back to his senses, looked at her who was a little depressed, and whispered comfortingly, "She is very good, she won't misunderstand me!" ”

"Oh......" An Xiaoya listened to this, and really didn't know whether to be happy or disappointed.

After a while, Rong Junlie drove the car outside An Xiaoya's apartment.

The car was very good, Rong Junlie personally helped her down, and when An Xiaoya grabbed Rong Junlie's powerful arm and came down carefully, she was in such close contact with him that she could almost hear a powerful heartbeat in her chest.

Under the shroud of night, An Xiaoya still blushed involuntarily.

After getting out of the car steadily, An Xiaoya shyly took Rong Junlie towards the apartment where she lived.

It's an old-fashioned garden apartment, and although the living facilities next to it are good, the house is just too old.

Originally, looking at An Xiaoya's simple dress, Rong Junlie thought she was a thrifty girl, but after seeing that the environment in which she lived was a little bad, Rong Junlie had a bottom in his heart, maybe An Xiaoya was really in trouble in life.

A long path, with a man and a woman reflected under the towering trees next to it.

An Xiaoya didn't dare to look at the man next to her, but she had the courage to look at the figure of Rong Junlie who was walking forward with her.

"Are you planning to find a job in your country?" Rong Junlie's deep words suddenly broke the silence between the two.

An Xiaoya raised her head slightly, her eyes were as gentle as water, as if it was a soft crescent moon, she looked at Rong Junlie and nodded.

"Well, but the job I'm looking for is a bit peculiar, so I'm waiting for news now......"

Rong Junlie looked at her, his gaze subconsciously fell on her legs, and An Xiaoya touched it, and her body stiffened slightly.

Her sensitivity made Rong Junlie look at it, and he immediately shifted his gaze, and said in a slightly relaxed tone, "If you need help, just talk to me!" ”

"Well, thank you, but I can do it myself!" An Xiaoya is reluctant to ask Rong Junlie for help in this regard, she has her self-esteem.

When Rong Junlie sent An Xiaoya to the door of her apartment, Rong Junlie's eyes darkened slightly as he looked at the lock of the security door that was still broken.

"Okay, it's time for me to go......" Rong Junlie spoke, his tone polite, still keeping a certain distance.

An Xiaoya looked at the man in front of her, he was more attractive than many years ago, and he was more obsessed and in love.

Although Zhilu said that he was already as different from him, An Xiaoya's heart still hoped that she could stay with him for a while, even if it was for a while......

With the idea of greed in her heart, An Xiaoya was anxious when she said it-

"Junlie, your face is injured, why don't you come in and I'll apply it for you......"

After Rong Junlie heard it, he was slightly stunned, looking at her soft eyes as if they were full of affection, Rong Junlie squinted his eyes slightly, looking at these eyes, as if he had seen Luo Yan's eyes.

With a flicker, he opened his lips and almost agreed, but a cold night breeze cleared his mind.

"It doesn't matter, I should go back!"

When they looked at each other, An Xiaoya had obvious disappointment in his eyes when he heard his words, Rong Junlie didn't want to see these disappointed eyes, as if they contained great grievances, which made him feel a little unbearable.

Although he couldn't remember the relationship that he thought was particularly unforgettable in the eyes of others, when he looked at the weak girl in front of him, Rong Junlie's heart was still slightly touched, and he also knew that this was definitely not love!

It's just an instinct, an instinctive touch that involves emotion!

"Monarch ......"

When he turned around, An Xiaoya suddenly moved and hugged him from behind with both hands.