Xi Xichen pursed his lips, but he didn't know how to explain this matter clearly, no matter how much language he used at this time, it became powerless.

"Young master, here's how it ......"

Li Chang'e told everything that had just happened, and she didn't forget to add oil and vinegar.

I thought that Leng Rui would be furious, but he didn't expect him to coldly glance at the flowers and gift boxes in Xiaole's hand, and without saying anything, he drove into the villa.

Li Chang'e was stunned, glared at the two of them angrily, and rushed into the villa.

Xi Xichen looked at the departing car shadow, his face was very ugly, although he didn't say anything, she saw the disgust and anger on his face, obviously he was angry.

And very angry.

She didn't know how Leng Rui would humiliate her next.

The last time I called my brother, he was so embarrassed by him, not to mention that it was a flower and a gift, thinking about Xi Xichen had a headache.

Leng Rui's face was gloomy, and the subordinates all hid far away.

Steward Li followed behind him, and when he saw him go up to the second floor without saying a word, he regretted that he couldn't see a good show, so he prepared to go to Chen Yilian to fan the flames.

Xi Xichen entered the room, and saw Leng Rui packing up his clothes next to the closet, looking like he was going on a business trip, he didn't look up at her, his handsome face was so tight, and his good-looking thin lips were almost pursed into a straight line.

Seeing him throw his clothes in the suitcase, she cleaned up her depressed mood and stepped forward and whispered, "I'll help you." ”

"Don't touch my clothes."

Leng Rui didn't look at her, and threw the shirt she had just picked up to the ground, as if the shirt had been made very, very dirty by her.

He pulled his suitcase back, stepped on his shirt, went into the study to pack a few things, and accidentally saw the cactus next to the computer, and his eyes became a little colder.

When he came out of the room, he saw Xi Xichen looking at the shirt on the ground in a daze, his face as pale as paper.

Leng Rui walked in front of her expressionlessly, leaving a gust of wind and a familiar smell, she wanted to stop him, but the voice was stuck in her throat.

With a bang, the door slammed shut.

Finally, Xi Xichen sat on the ground weakly, looking at the shirt on the ground in a daze.

It took a long time to reach out and pick up the shirt, gently pat off the dust on it, stand up with his body propped up, go into the bathroom and soak the shirt in water, add aromatherapy and laundry detergent and rub it gently.

The familiar smell came to her nose, smelling exactly the same smell as herself, she wanted to laugh, but the tears couldn't stop falling, drop by drop, and finally like a dam that opened the gates, she couldn't stop it.

"Damn"

The car was almost at the gate, and suddenly found that the mobile phone had fallen in the study, Leng Rui cursed in a low voice, opened the car door and walked out, he has always been rigorous and would disclose it at such a time, it seems that he is really confused.

At the same time, realizing that Xi Xichen could actually affect his feelings, Leng Rui's face became even more gloomy.

Opening the door, the woman in the room and the shirt on the floor were gone, and he strode towards the study.

As he passed through the bathroom, there was a small sound from inside, like a woman's low sob, as if there was nothing, and he gently pushed the door open, and the picture inside stunned him.

The woman inside was crouching with her face facing the doorway, her hands gently rubbing her clothes.

The palm-sized face was pale, and crystal clear tears slipped from the corners of his eyes to his chin, drop by drop