What is it that makes Liang Yirou unable to smile from now on?

Leng Yuntian's heart froze, there were some words, as if there was no position to continue?

But before he could speak, Liang Yirou raised his head and said with a sneer.

"Leng Yuntian, in this life, if I can get back together with you, I'm afraid I can only wait until the mountains are edgeless and the heavens and the earth are combined!"

His eyes looked at him coldly and mercilessly.

"After experiencing Leng Yunhao in my life, I hate people's deception the most! But you, over and over again, maybe I'm an eternal joke in your heart! It's just that I don't have the ability to entertain my relatives, I'm sorry! ”

Leng Yuntian felt a pain in his heart, and was stared at by Liang Yirou's cold eyes, like a knife, slowly smashing his heart.

Turning his eyes to the man next to him, his eyes turned cold, and he asked meaningfully,

"Who is he?"

Liang Yirou smiled faintly and leaned himself on Gu Zeyang, looking intimate.

"He is the person I love most in my life besides my family!"

Gu Zeyang looked at this scene with a complicated expression, as if when he left, a lot of unknown things happened.

It's just that it's too late to say at this time, and the only thing he can do now is probably to stay by her side.

Touched by Liang Yirou's words, his heart warmed.

After being in the United States for so long, it finally slowly entered his heart.

Leng Yuntian and Liang Yirou looked at each other, and their eyes met in the air.

Liang Yirou's expression was cold, and he didn't even have the usual tenderness, not like he was looking at an enemy.

It's simply looking at a stranger.

Leng Yuntian was finally defeated by this kind of look, his voice was stumped, and his face was slightly stiff.

"You hate me so much?"

Liang Yirou moved her eyes away, her face expressionless, her voice calm, and there were no waves.

"No, I don't hate you, it's just, I don't want to see you at all!"

Whether it was the previous deception, or the child she lost later, and the fact that she might be infertile in the future, all of this made her feel bored and tired.

In this short marriage, she has lost far more than she has gained.

Feeling the fragility of the women around him, Gu Zeyang held Liang Yirou in his arms.

Smelling the familiar smell on his body, Liang Yirou's aggrieved tears flowed down, sometimes, it was not that she was willing to be strong, but because there was no shoulder to rely on.

"I don't care who you are? Even if it is really her former husband, from now on, I can tell you very responsibly that she will be taken care of by me in the future, and you don't have to worry about her affairs! ”

Gu Zeyang said coldly.

The two men looked at each other, as if there was a flash of lightning in the middle.

Leng Yuntian's eyes were on Liang Yirou, with entanglement and pain in his eyes.

"I'll come back to see you tomorrow!"

As he spoke, his eyes turned to Gu Zeyang, and there was no lack of warning in his tone.

"I don't know who you are, it's just that she's not in good health recently and still has a low-grade fever, so it's best to take her to the hospital!"

After finishing speaking, he took a deep look at Liang Yirou and turned to leave.

The back looks from behind, with a bit of depression and loneliness.

When he returned, he stumbled a little, as if he had received some major blow.

Liang Yirou looked at his back blankly, and felt a pain in his heart.

Covering his heart, he turned around and reluctantly smiled at Gu Zeyang.

"Don't laugh, it's worse than crying!"

Gu Zeyang's calloused fingers gently stroked her cheeks.

There was still some remorse and self-reproach in his eyes.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier? But you keep telling me that you are doing well in China? ”

If he had been told earlier, he would have flown back from the United States long ago, so why wait until now?

Liang Yirou's expression froze slightly, shook his head, and said no more.

Gu Zeyang knew what she was like, and he didn't feel embarrassed, sighed lightly, and pushed her shoulders from behind.

Said with a smile.

"Didn't you say that you want to introduce me to a few people? Let's go! ”

Liang Yirou's heart was relieved,

He turned his head with a light smile and walked home with Gu Zeyang.

Gu Zeyang looked down at the top of Liang Yirou's hair in front of him, his eyes flickering.

Not feeling well? Still have a low-grade fever?

He gently touched Liang Yirou's arm, feeling the temperature above, and his brows furrowed even more.

Leng Yuntian drove home, full of heart and nowhere to complain.

The whole person is completely in low pressure, and he is irritable.

Thinking of what had just happened at the door of Liang Yirou's house, the expression on his face was even more serious and cold.

"Yuntian, are you back?"

As soon as I entered the door, I heard a familiar voice.

He frowned and replied coldly.

"Why are you here?"

This person happened to be Yan Kejia, with a perfect face and a smile, looking at her with big eyes without blinking.

After hearing him speak sharply, he still had a smile on his face.

"I went to the company to look for you, but you weren't there!"

Yan Kejia's perfect face is still flawless.

She was wearing a long white dress, well-trimmed, which seemed to be tailor-made, and a simple and generous accessory necklace around her neck, which looked like an angel falling from the sky.

"When I'm at home, I don't talk about business!"

Leng Yuntian glanced at her coldly and put down his briefcase.

I walked straight to my wine cabinet, poured myself a glass of red wine, and sat down on the sofa with two fingers between the base of the goblet, sipping the wine.

Yan Kejia's eyes flashed slightly, and his long eyelashes trembled slightly.

Walked towards the wine cabinet, poured himself a glass of red wine, and sat next to Leng Yuntian.

His eyes were fixed on the familiar and unfamiliar face in front of him.

sighed lightly.

"Time is really a pig-killing knife, kill you, kill me, and kill all of us!"

Leng Yuntian's body stiffened, raised his eyelids slightly, and after glancing at her, he sighed lightly.

"We don't have all of them anymore!"

Since that time she left herself.

Yan Kejia took a big sip of red wine and let the wine go down her throat.

Hold your head high and stare at the ornately decorated ceiling.

Keep your eyes open so that you can stop the flow of tears.

Her voice was a little choked.

"I said I regret it, I regret it, do you believe it?"

Even if she held back her strength, tears had already slid down her white cheeks.

Listening to the sound that was wrong, Leng Yuntian rubbed his forehead a little restlessly.

"I'm convinced, it's just, don't you think it's too late to say this?"

He drank the wine from his glass and closed his eyes tightly.

My heart is empty, and I don't know what I want and what I don't want.

Yan Kejia stretched out his fingers and gently wiped the tears under his eyes.

After a moment, he asked with concern.

"Is Leng Yunhao already gone?"

She also just heard what Mrs. Mu said, so she asked.

It can also ease the awkward atmosphere of the present.

Leng Yuntian nodded.

There are dead and wounded in the family now, and there is really no need to continue to stay.

"What about you? What are your plans for the near future? Miss Liang still doesn't want to come back? ”

She thought of Liang Yirou she had seen at the memorial service before, and couldn't help but sigh faintly.

What you want, but what others have been trying to discard.

Speaking of Liang Yirou, Leng Yuntian's whole body exuded the message that no one should enter.

"You don't have to worry about our business!"

A slightly stiff conversation came out of Leng Yuntian's mouth.

Yan Kejia smiled hard, and the smile on his face, which had been almost perfect, finally cracked.

"Now, don't I even have a chance to care?"

Yan Kejia said with a little sadness.

She jerked up the glass in front of her and swallowed most of it.

Choking on the smell of red wine, she coughed vigorously.

Leng Yuntian snatched the wine glass from her hand.

Another large hand slapped her back.

"You're not well, and you still have to drink?"

At this time, Yan Kejia had already drunk all the glasses of red wine.

Yan Kejia coughed vigorously.

His face was flushed, even around his neck.

Because of the violent coughing, snot and tears flowed down the bottom together.

The tearful face was full of embarrassment.

It's just that at this time, she can't take care of a lot, and the grievances that have been accumulated all this time are like a flood that suddenly releases the floodgates, submerging all her reason.

"Leng Yuntian, I like you, I really like you!"

She was already strong enough to drink, but after a few sips, she became a little smoky.

Her fingers tugged tightly on Leng Yuntian's sleeve and said loudly.

"Do you know the truth? When I was in England before, I missed you every day, every day! Sometimes my heart breaks when I think about you! ”

Her eyes stared at Leng Yuntian's eyes.

Said with a hissing voice.

Leng Yuntian's whole body stiffened by her action.

then he pulled her hand off his clothes. The voice was low, a little hoarse.

"Kejia, you're drunk!"

Who wasn't like that during that time?

Even when he met Liang Yirou later, he still couldn't let go of the past.

It's just that it seems that no matter how much you say now, it's too late.

"No, I'm not drunk! I really miss you! I've come back to you, too, but you're gone! ”

Yan Kejia finally said the words she had been hiding in her heart.

When she was studying abroad, she once came back to secretly look for Leng Yuntian.

At that time, his body was not fully recovered, but I wanted to look at him like that from a distance.

Just look at him twice.

But at that time, Leng Yuntian's people were already in the United States.

Instead of finding anyone, she fainted on the street, and was eventually taken to the hospital by a stranger.

"Do you know the truth? I thought I was going to die! It's just that the saddest thing is that I haven't seen you before I die! ”

Yan Kejia said emotionally.

Leng Yuntian's eyes dimmed, and the iron palm placed on her arm seemed to have lost its strength.

vigorously hugged Yan Kejia, who was crying and laughing, in his arms.

Tightly.

The two of them are like children on the verge of death, saving each other.

Hug each other for warmth.

Wrapped in the familiar smell of Leng Yuntian's body, Yan Kejia was in a happy mood, and the previous sobbing sound gradually disappeared.