Still separated

"I don't care what other people think about my jokes. I have been stubborn since I was a child, thinking that I would just wait for you to look back. If you look back, the first person you see will be me."

Cheng Weiyue smiled miserably: "Later, I did get my wish. Do you know how happy I was the day you agreed to be with me?"

"So I can tolerate a lot of things." Cheng Weiyue's tears fell more and more fiercely, the tip of her nose was red, and her tone was mocking: "Because I think it's good that you have me in your heart. Those things in the past are in the past! But what you repaid me for

What is it? Suspicion? Suspicion?"

Zhao Hanchen was already panicking.

He looked at Cheng Weiyue's tears that kept falling, and his heartache slowly emerged.

He raised his hand to wipe her tears, his slightly calloused fingertips brushed her face, and his voice was low and hoarse: "I'm just too angry, Weiyue, don't blame me, I'm just dizzy with anger."

Cheng Weiyue had calmed down. She avoided his hand and said calmly: "Let's stay apart for a while."

What kind of person is Cheng Weiyue?

Gentle, obedient, simple, beautiful and not aggressive.

She is a woman that all men will like.

For a child of an aristocratic family like Zhao Hanchen, she is very worry-free and is suitable to be treated as a canary, wearing silk and satin and raising her in the villa he prepared for her, waiting obediently for his return.

He had promised to be with her before, and he liked this about him, being obedient and worry-free. Even because of this, he felt a lot more pity for her and never touched her.

She has never been so aggressive in front of her.

And now, is she threatening herself with breakup?

No woman has ever dared to threaten Mr. Zhao like this.

Zhao Hanchen's guilt and patience just now were worn away little by little, and a feeling of impatience gradually emerged in his heart.

"I don't agree!" He took a deep breath, barely suppressed his irritation, and coaxed in a gentle voice: "Weiyue, what nonsense are you talking about? Stop thinking nonsense, I'm not good enough for you? Huh?"

What responded to him was Cheng Weiyue's lengthy silence.

The driver in the front row didn't dare to express his anger. Hearing Cheng Weiyue speak again, he kept asking in a calm and steady manner: "Zhao Hanchen, have you ever thought about marrying me?"

This time, Zhao Hanshen frowned.

He said Weiyue, you don’t want to be like this, I don’t like it.

At this moment, Cheng Weiyue suddenly understood what coldness meant.

She said she wanted to get off the bus, and repeated it several times, becoming more and more firm every time.

Zhao Hanchen's face was completely gloomy.

He didn't like Cheng Weiyue like this, very much.

He clasped her waist with one hand and brought her into his arms, kissing her hard and hard.

Cheng Weiyue looked at him calmly without making any response.

Zhao Hanchen originally just wanted to shut up Cheng Weiyue, but slowly, his entire senses were immersed in her soft and sweet taste and couldn't extricate himself.

He kissed her so deeply that he didn't realize it, and gently touched Cheng Weiyue's face with one hand, his posture affectionate.

Until I felt pain in my lower lip.

Zhao Hanchen let go of her in surprise and felt the blood on his lips.

Cheng Weiyue bit her so hard that it was bloody.

Zhao Hanchen looked at her with a livid face and smiled horribly: "Cheng Weiyue, I really spoil you."

Cheng Weiyue just raised her eyes to look at him, her eyes moist and calm: "Mr. Zhao, I want to get out of the car."

The car was already speeding on the highway, missing the village in front of it and the store behind.

The driver bravely spoke: "Ms. Cheng, you can't park here."

Zhao Hanchen looked at Cheng Weiyue's delicate and distant face for a moment.

He suddenly sneered, and said word by word through his teeth: "Didn't you hear what Miss Cheng said? Stop the car!"

Miss Cheng said these three words with gritted teeth.

The driver stopped the car bravely.

Zhao Hanchen saw the moisture in Cheng Weiyue's eyes.

The pain on his lips was still clear, but he felt a little soft-hearted and said hoarsely: "If you regret it, I won't hold you accountable..."

Before he could say anything, Cheng Weiyue had already opened the car door and walked out.

The car door was slammed shut, and Zhao Hanchen didn't react for a long time.

He looked ahead gloomily and coldly. Cheng Weiyue had already walked some way out.

Her back was very straight, she was really tough.

"Mr. Zhao...shall I follow Miss Cheng?" the driver asked cautiously.

Zhao Hanchen touched his bleeding lower lip and felt bright red blood on his fingertips.

He looked at his blood-stained fingertips, and the fire in his eyes grew stronger and stronger, and he was furious: "What are you following! She will come to me if she can't stand it anymore!"

The driver didn't dare to say anything, so he stepped on the accelerator and drove off.

The black Bentley almost passed Cheng Weiyue.

Cheng Weiyue looked at the car that was getting further away, her steps slowing down a little, and unspeakable pain spread from her ankles to her whole body.

Until now, she didn't know whether she was more sad or disappointed.

Cheng Weiyue walked for an hour before getting off the highway.

In the autumn season, she suddenly broke out in a sweat.

She stopped a passing taxi and reported to the master about Peking University.

The master looked at Cheng Weiyue's sweaty face and opened the car window for her with a concerned tone: "Little girl, it is most likely to catch a cold in this season. Let the natural breeze blow in and close it if you feel it is no longer hot."

Cheng Weiyue said thank you and asked the driver for some tissues to wipe her sweat.

Beijing University is not far from here, and we arrived at our destination quickly.

Cheng Weiyue walked straight to the dormitory. When she opened the dormitory door, she heard Li Die talking on the phone with her boyfriend Xu Yang.

The other two girls have classes in the morning and are not in the dormitory.

"Then when do you want to see me?"

"Of course I have time, how about this weekend?"

Cheng Weiyue gently closed the door, walked to her bed and sat down.

When Li Die saw her coming back, he immediately stopped thinking about calling her boyfriend. He hung up with a few perfunctory words and walked towards Cheng Weiyue.

She looked at Cheng Weiyue's silky white face and asked with concern: "Weiyue, why do you look so ugly?"

Cheng Weiyue touched her face, her expression slightly dazed. She smiled casually and returned to her usual good-natured appearance: "Does my face look ugly?"

She asked Cheng Weiyue if she had breakfast?

The latter shook his head slightly.

Li Die could see that she was worried, raised her hand and glanced at her watch, and said, "It's almost ten o'clock, Yueyue, can I take you to have something to eat?"

Cheng Weiyue looked at Li Die's worried face and did not refuse.

The two of them walked to the bun shop they usually go to.

It was actually a bit late at this time, and there were not many customers in the store.

The boss took two drawers of steamed dumplings and placed them in front of Cheng Weiyue, and said with a smile: "It's the last two drawers today. If you two come later, there really won't be any left."

Li Die smiled and said: "Boss, business is getting better and better."

"No, there was someone driving a luxury car over this morning to buy buns. He said his boss wanted to eat them."

?                                              I plan to write about the rich flowers of the world raised by Qin He’s family the day after tomorrow, so that everyone can see the beautiful woman! (?ì_í?)

? Q: Is it all the Cold War? Will the slap be far away?

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Chapter completed!