"Warm, you still give up the idea of leaving me, because as long as I live, you will be delusional." Tang Yichen laughed, but that smile was full of sadness.
After Tang Yichen finished speaking, he turned around and left.
The warmth didn't hit the spot, and wanted to chase it out, but Tang Yichen didn't look back.
"Tang Yichen, I will leave you sooner or later." Warm shouted to Tang Yichen's back.
But Tang Yichen turned to move on as if he hadn't heard it.
As soon as Warmth arrived at the door, she was stopped by the maid and looked at her embarrassedly.
Tang Yichen's sentence killed them just now, making everyone very energetic.
"Get out of the way." Looking at the two girls beside him warmly and indifferently.
The two girls were about to cry, let her go out, and the young and old were about to kill them.
"Miss Wen, please, don't leave, okay? Didn't your previous quarrels also get better soon? This time it will also be."
The maids persuaded Warmth, and they saw Tang Yichen quarreling with Warmth became a habit.
Warmth was on the sofa like losing strength, his eyes flushed suddenly, and his eyes looked into the distance blankly.
Suddenly, Warm thought of the ring that had been thrown on Tang Yichen just now, but Tang Yichen did not pick it up.
Warm squatted down and knelt on the ground looking for rings everywhere.
Tears blurred his eyes and shrank into a ball warm and helplessly.
Why should it be him, why should the murderer be Tang Yichen
The ring was not found either, and she and Tang Yichen were destined to have no future.
The maid looked at the warm strangely, and asked puzzledly: "Miss Wen, what are you looking for, we will help you find it together."
The warmth cried so much that no one noticed. At the corner of the stairs, Tang Yichen clenched his hands tightly, and the blue veins burst out on the back of his hands.
…
It was night, and there was silence up and down the villa.
The quarrel between Tang Yichen and Warmth lasted longer than before.
After Tang Yichen came out, he never went back to the bedroom and sat in the living room without saying a word.
The whole villa was panicked, and even Kowloon was aware of the seriousness of the matter and did not dare to express opinions indiscriminately.
"Find out who told her?" Tang Yichen said coldly, with a constant cigarette in his hand.
The button of the shirt was half open, revealing the delicate collarbone, and the three-dimensional features looked even colder under the light.
Jiulong hesitated for a while before speaking slowly, "The number was not opened with an ID card, and he avoided it deliberately, so I couldn't find it for a while."
Tang Yichen raised his head and glanced at Jiulong coldly, and Jiulong immediately lowered his head.
Tang Yichen stood up and wiped out the cigarette butts in the ashtray.
He also promised to quit smoking and drinking, and she also promised to give him a child, and now all of them are in vain.
"Big Young..."
What Jiulong wanted to say, Tang Yichen raised his hand to stop what Jiulong wanted to say.
As soon as I walked to the top of the stairs, I saw the maid descending from the top with the dinner plate, and the contents did not move at all.
"Still not eaten?" Tang Yichen looked cold, and brought the dinner plate from the maid's hand.
The maid looked at Tang Yichen blankly. She didn't expect the two to quarrel so badly this time. The maid shook her head vigorously, expressing her helplessness.
Tang Yichen arrived at the bedroom door, paused for a while before pushing the door open and going in.
A small ball on the bed attracted Tang Yichen's eyes, and his heart felt like being cut by a knife.
Tang Yichen put the dinner plate on the coffee table and walked to the bed.
Warmth turned around, turned his back to Tang Yichen, his eyes were red and swollen.