Yan Xiaye pursed her lower lip in silence, opened the car door and walked down.

A few meters away, the handsome man raised his eyes when he heard the sound.

He didn't ask her why she came back so late. Her dark pupils looked at her faintly, her voice was as low as the night, with a fascinating charm: "Summer Night."

Perhaps because of his gentle attitude, she suddenly felt a little guilty and was reluctant to know what to say.

In the taxi behind him, Jiang Shuliu thought for a while and told the driver not to drive away for the time being. She got out of the car with Yan Xiaye.

"Hello, I am a college classmate before Yan Xiaye." He mustered up the courage to look at the handsome and uninformed man. Yan Xiaye, who Jiang Shuliu didn't want to harm, took the initiative to step forward and stretched out his hand: "My name is

Jiang Shuliu.”

At this moment, even the driver who was staying in the car couldn't help but widen his eyes, waiting to see what Li Yuntang would respond.

As a sophisticated person in society, the uncle thought he knew very well that the lonely man and widow would definitely not do anything good when they came back in the middle of the night, let alone that the little man and woman were just talking about their likes and dislikes. Even if their behavior was not out of line, they would definitely be

Can't escape ambiguous relationship!

Thinking of his wife who ran away from home and left without saying goodbye, the uncle's eyes were filled with flames. He felt that there was no good thing in the world. He sincerely hoped that Li Yuntang would teach this adulterer and mistress enough lesson on the spot, and it would be best to

It would be better if both of them were not in human form!

But he is a small taxi driver and cannot fulfill his anger. When his wife ran away, she only beats the child to vent her anger. However, Li Yuntang is a big shot who often appears on TV and magazines, so his methods must be better than

He imagined it would be cruel...

"I am Li Yuntang."

However, disappointingly, Li Yuntang did not show any jealousy or anger. He seemed to be in an upper-class party, shook hands with Jiang Shuliu gracefully, "Thank you for sending her back, if you didn't eat it."

For dinner, it’s better to stay for dinner before leaving.”

Jiang Shuliu sighed in her heart, and she felt a sense of fate that she had known it before.

If this man is exactly the same as Li Beicheng, then he is indeed not worthy of Yan Xiaye's love.

But his scheming and demeanor were admirable enough, and there was almost no reason to be angry under the excessive difference.

In this way, other ordinary people certainly cannot have the opportunity to take advantage of.

"No, no need." Wanyan rejected Li Yuntang's invitation. Jiang Shuliu took back her hand and looked at Yan Xiaye with a sad expression, knowing that this was the time to say goodbye, "Xia Ye, I'm leaving, you are a good girl,

Take good care of yourself, don’t be as timid as me, and don’t know if you miss the person you like.”

"good."

Some complex and sour emotions arose in his heart. Yan Xiaye stood there and watched Jiang Shuliu sit in a short body into the car. His black and white water eyes were full of complexity, and his voice was soft and he said goodbye to him: "Thank you for everything you did for me

, Jiang Shuliu.”

The handsome man pressed the car window, his eyes slightly red, and squeezed out a smile: "Goodbye, Yan Xiaye."

After saying this last farewell, Jiang Shuliu ordered the driver to drive, looked at Yan Xiaye with nostalgia for the last look, lowered his eyes and closed the car window.

They both had a tacit understanding of each other and did not ask for contact information, because many years ago, they were destined to be passers-by in each other's lives.

Many people don’t understand, but a perfect relationship requires the right time, place, and people.

She stood there and watched the car go further and further away, unable to tell what was mixed emotions in her heart, unwillingness, regret, relaxation, and nostalgia... as if she had a belated farewell to her girlish girlhood

.

"Isn't it cold to wear so little?"

Li Yuntang walked slowly to her side, took off the coat that looked very textured and put it on her shoulders, and picked out her long hair tucked in the coat with her slender fingers. Her movements were so gentle that it made people dazed, "It's very late."

Now, I allow you to watch the last five minutes."

"It won't take that long."

Yan Xiaye's slight emotions ended here and turned around and smiled and took the initiative to explain: "He is the boy I liked a long time ago."

"Yeah." Li Yuntang nodded slightly, reached out and touched her cold cheeks, frowned with a beautiful brow, and walked towards the villa with one hand around her waist. His magnetic voice could not tell whether it was joy or anger: "What about now?

”

"It's all over." Yan Xiaye gave the answer without thinking. He felt a little tired. He quietly transferred most of his weight to the man's arm and asked with a sudden idea: "Li Yuntang, do you have any

I once thought that maybe it was just a difference in choice, would you have a completely different life than you are now?"

The man cooperated and pondered for a moment, "...it doesn't seem to be."

Yan Xiaye collapsed and sighed with envy: "That's right, now it seems that every choice you make is correct, and of course there is nothing to regret or regret."

"You can't say that, there will always be regrets in life. The key is how you save and make a decision."

"Even you have regrets, how do you want us ordinary people to live!" Yan Xiaye was first mournful, and soon became curious, wondering if his regret would be related to Xiao Yunduo or Xiao Yunduo's biological mother.

,"for example?"

"For example, if time can be repeated, I will choose a better way to meet you."

Yan Xiaye's breathing was suffocated, and he could always understand her mind, but she couldn't guess him no matter what.

This game is not fair from the beginning. The gap between the two sides of the game is too big, which really makes it difficult for her to believe that there will be a perfect ending between the two.

Seeing that Yan Xiaye silently refused to say anything, Li Yuntang led her through the gravel road in the garden and said lightly: "Do you regret it?"

This time, Yan Xiaye thought about it for about a minute, and shook his head firmly before stepping onto the steps: "Don't regret it."

"Um."

She was a little frustrated. She had experienced too much pain over the years. God knew what kind of psychological struggle she had gone through to give an answer that she would not regret, but she did not get the praise or praise from the man at all.

In order to make up for this regret, she had to shamelessly ask for praise and desperately hint to the man: "Aren't you surprised my answer?"

"What's so surprised?" He hugged her up the steps, pushed open the door of the villa and took her into the warm house, and said calmly: "This is Yan Xiaye I know."

A simple sentence easily grasped Yan Xiaye's mind.

It was not until the servant came over to take the coat that she came to her senses in a daze and understood why Li Yuntang's attitude towards Jiang Shuliu was so different from Li Beicheng.

She thought Li Yuntang didn't care about her enough, so there was no need to be jealous of her, but now it seems that it is not that simple.

If he cared so much about her, then his actions could be called trust and arrogance - trusting her will not talk about love with Jiang Shuliu, and being arrogant does not have to worry that she will not be together.

The man is together because he is already excellent enough to kill most men in this world in seconds.

So, before he thought he was worthy of his love rival appeared, he could rest assured.

Looking at the man's handsome side face, Yan Xiaye was eager to try and try to hit his arrogance, but he couldn't explain it.

It would be fine if Li Yuntang's thoughts were really as she had guessed. What she was afraid of was that those were just her brains and were purely self-indulgent.

Just as Yan Xiaye followed the man step by step, thinking about how to test him, the man who had half a step ahead of her stopped waiting for her, took her little hand domineeringly and held it in the palm of his hand, and pulled her side by side with him.

OK, he said with a smile: "Let you go this time, and there is no next time."

Yan Xiaye was stunned and asked subconsciously: "Why?"

The man's long eyelashes trembled, and the light from the end of his eyes glanced at her, and said naturally: "I'm not happy."

"Why aren't you happy... Um!" Before she could finish her question stupidly, the man bullied her and pressed her against the wall of the corridor. Her slender index finger picked up her sharp chin and kissed her gently with force.

Suddenly being attacked by a man, Yan Xiaye was at a loss when she was panicked. Her clear pupils stared at the handsome face that was magnifying in front of her. She subconsciously wanted to push him away, but her heart was full of entanglement.

After hesitating for a moment, Li Yuntang straightened up and gently pressed her lips with her thin calluses, ending the kiss that was like a dragonfly.

Perhaps because she was unknowingly used to the domineering of men, Yan Xiaye blinked and refused to admit the faint feeling of loss in her heart, and began to doubt whether she had the trembling physique.

The more I thought about it, the more I felt something was wrong. She twitched the corners of her lips, shook off the strange imagination, and pretended that nothing happened as usual, "By the way, why did you come to the Qin family so late? And why didn't you go in directly?"

"I originally wanted to meet Mr. Qin, but when I got here, the bodyguard said you haven't come back yet."

Not preparing to talk too much about his exchange of interests with Mr. Qin with Yan Xiaye, Li Yuntang said concisely: "I always feel that you are almost back, so I'm waiting for you to have a cigarette."

Yan Xiaye felt warm and suddenly remembered that she had inadvertently seen Li Yuntang's feet, about three or four cigarette butts scattered.

The corners of the scalp lips raised a soft curve. She did not expose him in confusion. Her gentle voice unconsciously became a little more happy, "I'm sorry, I'm late to come back."

"Yes, let's not be an example."

"Have you had dinner? Do you want me to go to the kitchen to make something for you?" Yan Xiaye touched her flat belly and remembered that she had not had time to turn her grief into appetite.

Strangely, she still remembered to restrain her irritability and sadness on the way back with a ride with Jiang Shuliu, but I don’t know when she seemed to have completely forgotten the painful memories not long ago.
Chapter completed!