Although her cold voice resisted all external things, Shang Ji still did not give up, he knew that he should give Ye Mang more time, and he should not force her to be so tight.

But whenever she shows resistance to herself, the first voice in her head is - keep her.

"Blank, do I really not even have a chance to explain?"

He was afraid that he would wait any longer, so Ye Mangmu was ruthless and left him behind.

The sound of ticking rain hit the umbrella, and every second seemed to be infinitely extended, Ye Wan's silence ignited the anxious fire, Shang Ji wanted to speak again, his eyes fell on her face, and he swallowed those words back.

Ye Mang was crying.

"Boundless..."

The composure on Shang Yu's face was replaced by panic, he stretched out his hand and didn't know how to comfort her, and stopped behind her blankly.

"Don't cry, I..."

Hearing the panic in Shang Ji's voice, Ye Mangmu didn't have the slightest intention of stopping, but he cried even more fiercely, and a low sobbing sound leaked out of her mouth, as if venting his dissatisfaction.

Shang Jian didn't dare to speak, just looked at her like this, Ye Mangman was annoyed by his look, turned his face away, and Shang Yu could only see her gently shrugging shoulders.

After washing, the moonlight was already brighter than the street lamp, and the rain was getting heavier, and Ye's crying was covered until her whole body was quiet, and she was silent for a few seconds, and then she took a step and walked towards the building.

Shang Ji took the lead in opening his legs to block in front of her, and he was just about to speak, the disgust and resistance in Ye's vast eyes were undoubtedly revealed in the moonlight.

She only had one word.

"Shang Ji, don't make me hate you."

His body stiffened for half a minute, and finally turned sideways, only the hand holding the umbrella sent her into the building, "You take care of yourself." ”

When he only held back a sentence, Shang Ji watched the thin figure disappear from sight without the slightest stop.

Ye Mangwan almost ran up, and when he entered the room, he couldn't suppress his tears and rushed out instantly.

Wang Xue'er's poisoning also made her feel palpitations, and Shang Jie's performance also made her heart cold, she never didn't believe Shang Jie, but she was afraid, she didn't dare.

Her tense and fragile nerves can no longer withstand any stimulation, she can not care about her life or death, but she can't gamble with Xiaotuanzi and Huihui's lives.

Walking into the kitchen with trembling steps, opening the refrigerator, there were still a few bottles of wine in it, Ye Manmang raised his hand to wipe his cheeks, and the tear stains left all the way to his chin were cut off by her, took out the wine and opened the bottle, and poured a big sip into his mouth without saying a word.

"Ahem, ahem!"

The strong smell of alcohol filled his throat, and even he seemed to have recovered some of his senses, Ye Mangmu took a few more sips, walked to the sofa with the wine bottle, and lay directly on the sofa.

The bottle slammed to the ground with her let go of her hand, and half of the liquid made a muffled thud, and the clear liquid inside spilled to the ground.

When Ye Mangwan woke up, he only felt a panic in his chest.

The wine in the bottle had already flowed clean, she looked at the wine stains that had not dried in the place and sighed, took out her mobile phone and rummaged through Shang Ji's number, and looked at the mobile phone for several minutes before dialing it.

The phone was connected almost immediately, and Shang Ji's unexpected voice came from the other side at the same time: "Boundless! ”

"Shang Ji... Give me a little more time. ”

"You believe me, naïve... You called, I guess you will be at the Wang family, that's why I went to look for you, I don't know what kind of family party they are doing, so I can't ......"

"I know... I didn't say I didn't believe you from beginning to end. ”

"Boundless... Come back, okay? I... Dango him, every day he says he misses you. ”

I miss you too.

"There's been so much going on in this time."

"I haven't figured it out yet... I may not be able to go back to the studio today, so you can go back and see the children. ”

"Okay."

"Hmm."

Hanging up the phone, Ye Mangwan walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, lifted the corner of the curtain, and happened to see the black sports car that was turning around.

Shang Ji is gone.

Ye Mangmu looked at the open space, turned around and entered the bathroom with some loss, and after a simple freshening, he put on light makeup to make himself look more energetic, and went downstairs with his bag on his back.

When she went out from the gate of the community, she was suddenly stopped, and the uncle in the security room looked at her with a smile of "I understand".

"Little girl, have you quarreled with your boyfriend and reconciled? I watched your boyfriend drive away today. ”

Boyfriend?

She was stunned for a moment, and realized that he was talking about Shang Ji-

What did this man say to the doorman in order to park his car downstairs at her house?

"Ahh Yes, we have reconciled, thank you for your concern, uncle. ”

"Hey, you're welcome, your boyfriend begged us for a long time that day, saying that you are the most important person in his life, and it would be better to die if you didn't have this opportunity to live in the future."

The uncle sitting in the security room also showed half of his head: "Yes, little girl, this young man still likes you, you see how much good-looking men are now, I finally met such an infatuated one, and he doesn't look bad, the little girl has to grasp it." ”

"Uh-huh, speaking of which, this kid is compared to what I had when I was younger."

"You pull it! When you were in high school, your belly was as big as it is now! ”

"Whew!"

Seeing that the two of them were talking like this, Ye Mangmu turned around and left a little helplessly.

Still thinking about what the security guard said, Shang Ji - did he really think so?

The taxi who stopped reported the address of the studio, Ye Mangmao leaned back on the seat, and the flickering mobile phone screen accompanied by the vibration sound pulled her thoughts back.

It's Lin Chongfeng.

"Hello? Good morning, Mr. Lin. ”

"Good morning, vast." Lin Chongfeng's voice came from the other end of the phone, and the gentle voice made people listen to it very comfortably, with a little smile, as if there was something happy.

Of course, if he didn't call himself "vast".

It seemed that he realized that his too intimate title made Ye Mangmao not know how to reply, and Lin Chongfeng provoked the topic.

"Have you eaten yet?"

"Not yet, Mr. Lin, do you have anything to do with me?"

"Oh... It's not a big deal, I forgot to ask you at the salon last night, did you have a good time? ”

"Well, thank you for inviting me to go."

The other party's evasive answer made Lin Chongfeng feel that he had no way to answer with a punch on the cotton, and he was silent for a few seconds and ended the topic helplessly: "You're welcome, this can be regarded as my gratitude to you, tomorrow..."

Before Lin Chongfeng could speak, Ye Mangman interrupted him: "No thanks, ah, I'm here, Mr. Lin, I'll look for you again when I'm free." ”

He still thought about inviting her to tonight's salon again, but the answer was only a busy drip, forget it - Lin Chongfeng looked at the hanged up mobile phone interface, and smiled a little helplessly, was he too anxious? Then send a text message to tell the other party, and those who engage in art generally will not refuse such a rare opportunity.