Ye Lingchen watched coldly as Aunt Tong went out with the puppy in her arms, and the anger in her chest calmed down a little.

When I turned around, I saw that Xiao Qingge's nostalgic gaze was still in the direction of the door, and his white little face was reluctant.

With a cold snort, Ye Lingchen stepped forward, returned to his master bedroom angrily, slammed the door and entered, and the door panel made a deafening sound against the door frame.

Xiao Qingge, who was separated by several walls, could hear the sound in the living room on the first floor, and their hearts trembled.

Ye Lingchen stood at the window, the depression in his heart surging repeatedly, he vigorously pushed the window open, and the cold breath from the evening breeze soothed the irritability in his heart.

In fact, what Xiao Qingge raises has nothing to do with him, he doesn't seem to be nosy, the point is that the woman who doesn't know how to raise a dog is a dog, and he strives to refute him without knowing what to do.

made him painfully recall the unbearable past, and recalled the ruthless woman who was far away in the United States, living a chic life but tormenting his heart all the time.

She also likes puppies, he once made her a little happier, he personally selected a Bichon Terrier in the pet store to give her, she was undisguised in her eyes at the time, happily hugged and kissed herself.

"Chen, I love you."

He will always remember the scene when she said this, and at that moment, his heart was soft and content.

Tang Yueqing raised the Bichon Frise as her own son, took it to class, bought it beautiful little clothes, and took it for a walk together in the evening.

On the beach by the sea, on the lawn of the park, there are memories of their happiness.

She and Ye Lingchen also look forward to the future, and at their wedding in the future, the puppy will be a flower girl.

A woman's tenderness is made of water, and her heart is so hard that she can grit her teeth and want to dig out her heart and ask what it is made of.

When she finally broke up with him, she returned everything to him, even the puppy to the former pet store, indicating where to start and where to end.

He recalled the sore spot, and slammed his fist into the wall beside him, and the puppy in Xiao Qingge's arms and the woman's hateful face popped out of his mind.

Aunt Tong outside the villa carefully put the puppy next to the iron fence and sighed in her mouth.

The door was closed again, and the little dog seemed to realize that he had been discarded again, and his mouth cooed, his paws scratched at the iron door, and he stared at her pitifully with big eyes.

Aunt Tong was helpless, the young master didn't let her adopt, and she and the young lady had no choice, so they had to ignore the screams from behind them and go back to the villa.

When I came in, I found Xiao Qingge standing in place with a lost expression, Aunt Tong likes this young lady very much, she has a good heart and a beautiful person, why is Young Master Ye always so bad to Miss.

She walked over and comforted Xiao Qingge: "Miss, young master, he is because he has never had a pet in the family before, and he may have encountered problems in business, and he is not happy for a while, Miss, don't take it to heart."

Xiao Qingge smiled weakly at Aunt Tong: "I'm fine."

What else did she want to say, but when she saw Xiao Qingge's expression, she swallowed the words that were about to come to her lips again.

She ignored Aunt Tong anymore, turned around to the stairs, walked up, crossed the corridor and entered her room, and another crisp sound of slamming the door came.

The villa, which was still lively just now, became cold, and Aunt Tong and Sister Ling muttered in a low voice: "Young Master doesn't know what's wrong today, alas." ”

"Yes, Miss likes that little guy so much, but it's a pity that ......"