Wei Yan's rejection was very faint, that is, it was as heartwarming but regretful as the dialogue of a first-class star.

Ling'er pursed her lower lip and looked stubborn, it was really distressing, this was not only the most beautiful refusal, but it also made Ling'er feel that her existence was so small again.

Leaving the place where she and Wei Yan confessed, Ling'er walked aimlessly on the street alone with a gloomy expression, the cold wind in her ears whistling in her ears, but she still seemed to remember what Wei Yan had said to her before.

- Ling'er I'm sorry, although the concubine is engaged, I still love her.

- You're a good girl, I don't want to hurt you.

Wei Yao still loves Concubine Xiao, and she will never be as good as Concubine Xiao?

Why? Why do all the people around him revolve around Concubine Xiao alone? Why didn't anyone stop to look at their lonely appearance, sometimes they hated so much, why didn't they have the good luck of Concubine Xiao!

At this moment, jealousy was infinitely expanded in Ling'er's heart.

Suddenly, the mobile phone in the bag rang, Ling'er took out the phone and looked down, it was Xiao Fei'er's call.

Maybe it's really such a coincidence, when I was most frustrated and didn't want to mention Xiao Fei'er, Xiao Fei'er's call seemed so ironic at this time.

The pleasant ringtone of the call was still ringing in Ling'er's hands with vibration, but every note at this time seemed to be laughing at Ling'er's confession failure, and Concubine Xiao'er's call was a great humiliation!

The first time Xiao Fei'er's call Ling'er didn't answer, the second time Xiao Fei'er's call Ling'er hung up decisively, and the third time when Xiao Fei'er's call came again, Ling'er finally compromised and pressed the answer button.

"Concubine, is there something wrong?"

When the person on the other end of the phone listened to Ling'er's slightly indifferent tone, Xiao Fei'er hesitated slightly in astonishment, "Ling'er will go to South Korea with you and me tomorrow." ”

"What are you doing in Korea?" Ling'er still said in an indifferent tone.

"Tomorrow I'm invited to a reality show event, so I'll leave tomorrow."

"The boss also said recently that I have a lot of negative news now, so he hopes that I can appear in front of the public at a high frequency to restore the trust of fans in me and my own popularity."

"Now. The radical group has been able to run smoothly, and Zhang He and I don't seem to have much in touch now."

Speaking of this, Concubine Xiao'er's expression on the other end of the phone began to be a little gloomy, and Ling'er on the other end of the phone was slightly stunned and cautiously asked. "Concubine, is this the end for you and Zhang He?"

"Perhaps."

Concubine Xiao'er's very concise answer made Ling'er speechless, there were really too many things happening today, and Ling'er had too much emotion.

Seeing that Ling'er didn't open her lips for a long time, Concubine Xiao asked suspiciously on the phone. "Ling'er? Why don't you speak? ”

The voice of Xiao Fei'er's inquiry in her ears brought Ling'er, who was immersed in her own thoughts, back to her senses, and she opened her mouth to deny it in a somewhat hurried tone, "No, no!" ”

"Ling'er, are you really okay?" Xiao Fei'er was still a little worried and asked again.

Ling'er, who was still standing on the street at this time, hurriedly denied and avoided Concubine Xiao'er's concern, "There's really nothing to do, don't worry, Concubine!" What time is tomorrow to go to the airport for your flight to South Korea? ”

"It was about eight o'clock in the evening to arrive at the international airport in City A."

"Okay, I got it."

Xiao Fei'er on the other end of the phone listened to the bursts of horns from the mobile phone, and she easily guessed that Ling'er must still be outside the city, so she specially told Ling'er to pay attention to her personal life safety and hung up the phone.

Concubine Xiao, who returned to her villa from Zhang's family, felt an indescribable melancholy in her heart. In fact, after getting used to Zhang He's domineering to him, now the two suddenly parted ways, and it seemed as if their favorite things had been taken away.

Recalling the scene of Concubine Xiao packing up alone in the Zhang family's guest room this afternoon, she will never forget.

It was three o'clock in the afternoon, and Zhang He didn't come to see him, but it was Zhang Xuan, who had severe Parkinson's disease, who came to see him.

A few days ago, Zhang Xuan was still fine at his wedding with Zhang He, but after a few days, Zhang Xuan had begun to be in a trance and his body was trembling.

Zhang Xuan, who was in a wheelchair, looked at Xiao Fei'er packing her luggage alone, he didn't say a word, and Xiao Fei'er didn't know how to face Zhang Xuan in front of the door.

Silent. It's still silent, and the silence is a little frightening.

It wasn't until Concubine Xiao closed the zipper of her suitcase that Zhang Xuan asked, "Concubine." Are you really going to do that? ”

"Yes." Xiao Fei'er nodded hesitantly.

"I know that Zhang He did something sorry for you, this is my fault as a father, and it is I who did not teach Zhang He well."

"Uncle, don't say that."

"It's all something we want to see such a big scandal happen, but now that it's happened, we're happy to accept it."

"Perhaps, my departure will make Zhang He's life peaceful."

Speaking of which. Zhang Xuan's hands in a wheelchair trembled even more.

"Concubine, can you promise me one more thing?"

Zhang Xuan's pleading voice was very low and even resolute, and Concubine Xiao threw a tangled look at the door with a complicated expression, "Uncle, what is the matter?" ”

"I hope you can make Zhang He hate you, concubine!"

Zhang Xuan's words were like a bolt from the blue, so that Concubine Xiao'er's body could not move, and she stared at the serious Zhang Xuan with round eyes.

The silence lasted for about another two minutes before Concubine Xiao recovered from her shock, "Uncle, why do you want Zhang He to hate me." ”

Zhang Xuan's eyes flashed with the same color: "Because he loves you too much, now that he wants to deliberately keep his distance from you, then I hope that the two of you will end here, and don't even have any intersection with our Zhang family." ”

"Let him hate because of love, this is the only best way to free you and Zhang He!"

"Hate because of love, is the only best way to free yourself and Zhang He?

Thinking of this, the corners of Xiao Fei'er's mouth unconsciously showed a touch of bitterness, as if it was now a verification of the sentence that could not be obtained and was always in turmoil.

Xiao Fei'er looked around the wide hall, the cold white home style and the cold blue crystal chandelier, and the cold breath of the whole room came from the surface, as if it was like Xiao Fei'er's cold heart. (To be continued.) )