A slender figure passed by He Huaiguang.
With a light mint scent.
He Huaiguang was stunned for two seconds, and then he realized, "Jiang Beiyuan!" He shouted, and then punched him.
Jiang Beiyuan turned sideways. Without looking at He Huaiguang, he steadily caught the fist coming from the right and threw it aside neatly.
“…”
He Huaiguang rubbed his wrists and looked over with eyes wide open, "Do you still have the nerve to show up? This is what you said at the wedding that you would be good to her? Do you not love her anymore?!"
"I don't need to tell you whether I love her or not."
Jiang Beiyuan tilted his eyes slightly, and his deep eyes were like thick ink rolling.
His brows were set, and his facial features were exquisite. His sideways gaze gave people a feeling of being out of this world.
"No matter what, it's not your turn to teach me a lesson."
"No matter what, it's not your turn to teach me a lesson."
The sharp eyes, the firm and engraved eyebrows, and the murderous aura emanating from the corners of the eyes and brows are strange and familiar at the same time, like an old friend returning.
"you you… "
He Huaiguang suddenly stuttered.
"You are Jiang Ting, you are Jiang Ting, right?!"
"Just known?"
"..." He Huaiguang pursed his lips hard.
When the flower shop was sold, He Huaiguang went abroad not long after. He didn't know much about the domestic affairs, and no one told him that he only came back when Yan Nian held his wedding. Then he heard about Yan Nian's divorce. This time I hurried back again.
Jiangbeiyuan withdrew his gaze, turned around and left.
The slender figure and the straight posture of the back are like a peerless sword, cutting a line of cruel coldness on the ground, and making wind along with the steps.
He Huaiguang was stunned in place, his brows furrowing tighter and tighter.
Jiang Beiyuan turned out to be Jiang Ting.
Ten years ago, Jiang Ting was a senior in high school.
So when he suddenly abandoned Yan Nian, was he taking revenge on Yan Nian for abandoning him back then
If this is the case, then when he returns to China this time, he will definitely fight him to the end!
Thinking like this, He Huaiguang strengthened a certain thought in his heart.
…
Yan Nian got off the bus and walked towards Ding Baoyi's community.
There was a man behind her, following her step by step.
With a distance of about one meter and three or two people in between, she was always within his visible range.
When Yan Nian walks, he likes to hold his arms and take long strides.
Ever since her father passed away, she likes to cross her arms and feels insecure.
Later, when he got married, he liked to hold Jiang Beiyuan's arm and walk with his whole body next to him.
Now I am alone, alone with myself, and I have resumed my old habits.
She knew there was a damn man following her.
From the beginning of the bus, I stood at the back of the crowded bus and looked at her. I got off at the same stop as her, thinking that I was wearing a mask and had a low sense of presence.
hehe.
Even though he was armed, wearing a hat and sunglasses, she could recognize him immediately.
She could recognize the most abominable, hateful, and worrying villain in the world even if he turned into ashes.
Jiang Beiyuan stared at Yan Nian's back for a moment.
The arc of his peach blossom eyes was a little curved, like pampering, like long-lost warmth, and the sun shone brightly against the delicate folds of his eyebrows.
He was like a thief, secretly absorbing this small warmth.
I've had similar experiences before.
It was when he first returned to Ningcheng three years ago.
At that time... she was already dating Wen Yu.
She held Wen Yu's arm and strolled down the street, tilting her head to play coquettishly with her boyfriend, her eyes filled with joy.
so cute.
(End of chapter)