At that moment, Ling Qingyu was shocked by the firm determination in Yin Jiachen's mouth, and he didn't refute it at the first time, and after being stunned for a long time, he suddenly felt dispowered.

She couldn't roar out at once, and opened her mouth a few times before she said in a dumb voice: "Yin Jiachen, why are you ...... To be so? ”

Yin Jiachen's thin lips lightly hooked a mocking smile: "You ask me?" ”

Ling Qingyu leaned on the passenger seat, looked up at the windshield wipers in the front window of the car, and the blue sky outside the window, and muttered, "What about the person who betrayed first, isn't it you?" ”

Yin Jiachen still held his hands on the steering wheel, but he looked up at the rearview mirror next to him, in the rearview mirror, Ling Qingyu leaned on the passenger seat, and the whole person looked fragile and pale.

A trace of pain flashed in Yin Jiachen's eyes, but he still said strongly: "Since you are sure that it is me, why do you ask me, maybe I was tired of being with you back then and wanted to change my taste." ”

"You!" Ling Qingyu's mood that had just calmed down suddenly tensed up again, she didn't know where she got the strength, got up and grabbed Yin Jiachen's collar, pulled him to turn his head to look at herself, gritted her teeth and asked, "Are you a devil?" My sister is dead! You can still say such a thing! ”

"Huh." Yin Jiachen sneered, but he didn't want to continue to discuss this issue with Ling Qingyu, but both: "I know that the Ling family has suffered an economic crisis, what the Ji family can give you, I can give it to you, I have already discussed it with your father last night, and he decided to change the marriage partner from Ji Zexi to me, Ling Qingyu, your father has already nodded, you can't resist me." ”

Ling Qingyu desperately resisted but got such a result, but she could marry anyone for the Ling family, but only Yin Jiachen.

She let go of the hand holding Yin Jiachen, sat back in her place, looked coldly at the road ahead, and said: "Yin Jiachen, my dad is my dad, I am me, you die of this heart, as long as I can still move, I will spare no effort to resist and escape, unless you can trap me for the rest of my life like today!" ”

Yin Jiachen suddenly tightened his grip on the steering wheel, but he didn't say anything, but started the car, turned a 180-degree bend, and drove in another direction.

Half an hour later, Yin Jiachen stopped at the door of a villa, and although he hadn't come over for three years, Ling Qingyu still recognized this as Yin Jiachen's house at first sight.

Didn't you say you were going to take her to the hotel to get married? Why did you suddenly change your attention?

Just when Ling Qingyu was surprised, Yin Jiachen took out his mobile phone and dialed a call: "Hey, it's me, the wedding is canceled, bring the marriage certificate before eight o'clock in the evening." ”

Then he hung up.

No matter how stupid Ling Qingyu was, she couldn't hear what it meant, she looked at Yin Jiachen in amazement, and said, "If I don't show up, the Civil Affairs Bureau won't give you a marriage certificate!" ”

Yin Jiachen just glanced at her coldly and said, "It's enough for your father to be here." ”

After saying that, I opened the car door and got out of the car.

Ling Qingyu had no choice, so she had to get out of the car together, and as soon as she stood firm on the ground, a group of black-clothed people poured out of the villa, Yin Jiachen walked very fast, and he didn't turn his head back, but these black-clothed people surrounded Ling Qingyu and didn't give her a chance to escape.

Ling Qingyu had no choice but to follow Yin Jiachen and walked into the villa.

Back at home, Yin Jiachen was obviously much more relaxed, after taking off his suit jacket to the servant, he rubbed his eyebrows, and when he looked back at Ling Qingyu, there was a trace of tiredness in his eyes: "Your room is still the same as before, the first door on the second floor." ”

Ling Qingyu immediately replied, "I won't live here. ”

Yin Jiachen paused, then glanced at Ling Qingyu again: "If you don't like it, you can also sleep with me." ”

Hearing this, Ling Qingyu immediately raised his feet and walked towards the stairs on the second floor.

Seeing her like this, a trace of gloom flashed in Yin Jiachen's eyes, and after Ling Qingyu's figure disappeared on the second floor, he slowly walked towards the second floor.

The first room on the second floor was a special room when Ling Qingyu came to live in the Yin family in the past.

After three years, Ling Qingyu opened the familiar door, and Ling Qingyu was stunned to find that the layout in the room was still exactly the same as before, and the yellow phalaenopsis inserted in the transparent glass bottle at the head of the bed was delicate, exactly the same as the one she had inserted when she left three years ago.

It's like yesterday.

As if bewitched, she walked towards the phalaenopsis in a daze, reached to the bedside, and reached out to open the drawer under the cabinet.

Sure enough, a diary lay quietly inside.

The drawers were neat and clean, without a trace of dust, as if the owner of the diary had taken it out yesterday.

But Ling Qingyu knew that he hadn't been to the Yin family for three years.

She reached out and took out the diary inside, but when she opened the diary, her hands trembled, and she dropped the notebook on the ground several times, and after picking it up, she took a deep breath before she barely calmed down and opened the title page of the diary.

The diary began when she met Yin Jiachen for the first time when she was five years old, and the first part of the diary wrote: She met a good-looking little brother today, but the little brother was very silent, and he didn't say a word to her all day when he came to her house, and he refused even when she shared her favorite doll with him.

The diary is not long, and it is not written very often, sometimes once every two or three weeks, sometimes only once a month, and after twenty years, this book has not been finished.

But in the diary, her relationship with that beautiful little brother is constantly changing, from a playmate when she was a child, to a hidden dream when she was young.

The diary stayed on the night before she got engaged to Yin Jiachen three years ago, she wrote in the diary: Marriage is arranged by my parents, but marrying him is my own choice, tonight I made an appointment with Yin Jiachen in the hotel, I hope I have the courage to explain my heart to him, Yin Jiachen, I love you.

The more she looked at it, the more her heart hurt, thinking of what happened on the eve of her engagement that year, Ling Qingyu felt that everything written in the diary was ironic, and every word in the notebook opened her big mouth, laughing at her innocence back then!

She grabbed the cover of the diary with hatred, wanting to tear the diary that recorded her love for the past ten years to shreds, but when she started, she suddenly felt reluctant.

That's the person she has loved for more than ten years, deeply in her blood and bones, even if he has been gone for three years, she still thinks about it day and night, and tears come to her eyes every time she mentions it!

is such a person, but he did such cruel things to her!

Ling Qingyu suddenly remembered that Yin Jiachen in the car said in that gentle, indifferent voice: "Maybe I was tired of being with you back then, and I want to change my taste." ”

Tired of it.

Is this such a simple reason for him to ruin his sister and ruin her?

The pain in her heart could no longer be suppressed, Ling Qingyu fell to the ground holding the diary, choked up and couldn't cry.

Ling Qingyu cried and vented in the room, but he didn't know that Yin Jiachen was standing outside the door, listening to the loud cry inside, the distress in Yin Jiachen's eyes became deeper and deeper, he slowly covered his heart, leaned on the wall and took a few deep breaths before he could barely come to his senses.

Beside him, the housekeeper looked at him worriedly: "Yin Shao, are you okay?" ”