Heart is dead like ice

"Nervous." Qingyi cursed softly, and saw that because he was entangled, the sky became darker again. As soon as the sky was darker in the mountains, it became much colder. After all, it was autumn again, and she obviously shivered. Thinking about her pregnancy, she didn't have to deal with him. Besides, if she caught a cold, she couldn't take medicine or something, which was not good for the child.

"Get into the car." Zheng Xiaolang bent down and opened the passenger's door and ordered her to enter the car.

"What did you scold me just now?" Seeing her put on a safety belt, I thought about what she scolded me just now.

"I didn't scold anything." She turned her head and looked at the speeding scenery outside on excuses. She really didn't have the courage to talk back to him. Knowing that he wouldn't fall in love with him, there was absolutely no benefit for him to talk back. Why confess to him? Holding one cushion and wisdom is the best gift he gave her.

The lights outside were bright, and it was probably the beginning of another city that never sleeps. Unfortunately, such a beautiful scenery was not the same as her. After sighing, she didn't want to think about it anymore, so she simply closed her eyes.

The carriage was silent for a moment. Apart from the inaudible sound of the engine, the breathing of the two of them could be heard. No one wanted to speak anymore, so he drove back to the villa.

When I returned to the villa, it was completely dark, and the servants in the villa had cooked supper. Ouyang Fen had already sat at the table and saw them entering the room together, and was obviously stunned. His eyes were scanning them back and forth like searchlights, as if he wanted to find some clues.

Qingyi was too lazy to see her unpleasant eyes, so she walked over to her and was about to walk towards the stairs. "Ah." She was mixed with something and rushed towards the handrail of the stairs in front. It seemed that she was instinctive. She covered her stomach with her hands. Because she covered her stomach, her forehead knocked down the carved iron stairs. Blood dripped down her forehead. This was just a moment. When everyone was stunned when they saw the blood.

Qingyi knew that Ouyang Fen was deliberately, and glared at her fiercely. Perhaps seeing that Qingyi's forehead was bleeding a lot, she was a little panicked, "I didn't mean it, who told you not to have eyes when you walk."

"I'm going to argue with you." Qingyi's eyes turned from Ouyang Fen's face to Zheng Xiaolang's face. Seeing him looking indifferent, her heart finally became cold. In the future, she would give up, quit the poison of love, and quit her delusions about him.

As she covered her forehead and walked upstairs step by step, his heart suddenly felt uncomfortable as if someone had taken time. What she was trying to say just now was unknown, but at the last glance, he was definitely full of disgust and despair towards him.

I washed my hands in the bathroom and sterilized them with alcohol. I took gauze and sprinkled some Yunnan Baiyao on my forehead, and gritted my teeth and gently wrapped them. The wound on my forehead was quite large, and I guess it would be scars. Thinking about the look he looked at her just now, her heart was so cold. No matter what, her first night was given to him, and he actually looked at her bleeding and injured. It was right, but he didn't love him, why did he care about his wife?

"Miss Wen, do you want to go down to have a meal?" The servant came from the old house and was polite and thoughtful.

"No need, I'm not in the mood to eat." She glanced at the servant who was walking out, closed the door, and slowly slid down against the door as exhausted.

She was tired. She really didn't want to have anything to do with Ouyang Fen and Zheng Xiaolang anymore, so she was about to leave at night. She called and informed Shuqi to pick her up in the middle of the night. She quietly took out her packed things and sat on the ground to rest.
Chapter completed!