Because he feels that it has nothing to do with him, why should he pay attention to people he doesn't care about and waste his time.
Later, Yan Qingsi left.
Although Yue Tingfeng thought about it for a few days, he still felt that she was just an interesting woman who slept for one night, and there was no need to pay too much attention to it. In the past three years, he went to Country M for vacation and business every year, but he never I didn't even think about taking a look at Yan Qingsi.
When he stayed in a five-star hotel and enjoyed luxurious and top-notch food.
Yan Qingsi was still hungry because she couldn't get a piece of bread.
Yue Tingfeng held the information in her hand tightly. There was a photo of Yan Qingsi walking alone on the snowy street with thin clothes and clear bruises on her face.
Her eyes were colder than the snow falling on her body.
Yue Tingfeng seemed to suddenly not know what attitude to adopt when seeing Yan Qingsi again.
For the first time in his life, he realized that he...may have done something wrong.
—Yue Tingfeng, you'd better pray not to fall in love with me, otherwise...
Yan Qingsi's words rang in Yue Tingfeng's ears.
Her voice was calm and weak, but the hatred... made Ran Ran feel scared.
Yue Tingfeng covered his eyes, and the information fell to the ground, burying his feet.
Yue Tingfeng had never sympathized with others. In fact, he had never seen people who were worse off than Yan Qingsi.
But... thinking of what happened to Yan Qingsi, Yue Tingfeng felt a little blocked and panicked.
That feeling has never happened before.
…
Yue Tingfeng's car parked downstairs at Yan Qingsi's house for three or four hours. Finally, he went upstairs and stayed outside Yan Qingsi's house for an hour without ringing the doorbell.
Yue Tingfeng realized that he was actually afraid.
He didn't know how to face Yan Qingsi.
Yue Tingfeng felt that he was ridiculous. In this life, he would actually know what 'fear' was!
…
At 10 o'clock in the evening, Yue Tingfeng returned home.
Mrs. Yue was putting on a facial mask in the living room and watching a TV series. It was her favorite TV series about palace battles in the Qing Dynasty. She watched it every day. In order to catch up on the show, she didn't even bother to stay up late.
When Mrs. Yue saw her son, she rolled her eyes and ignored him. Normally, she would have asked: Tingfeng, you are back. Have you eaten? Do you want to make you some midnight snack
But now, her anger has not gone away.
Yue Tingfeng didn't want to talk, he wanted to go upstairs directly.
However, when she remembered something, she paused and said, "Mom, if you did something bad to someone, how would you...generally apologize?"
Mrs. Yue was so frightened that even with the mask on, she could feel her surprise at the moment.
In all her life, Mrs. Yue heard such words from her son for the first time.
Mrs. Yue was so frightened that she didn't even watch the TV series. She said after a long time: "Apologise? Son, what's wrong with you? Are you... are you feeling well? Do you have a fever? Oh, I know, have you finally discovered your conscience and feel like , aborted her child, her conscience was condemned.”
Yue Tingfeng's face darkened: "I'm going to bed."
Yue Tingfeng went upstairs, but Mrs. Yue was dumbfounded downstairs for a long time.
Tingfeng thinks he did something wrong? Could it be that he finally felt that he shouldn't be such a bastard
The more Mrs. Yue thought about it, the more she was right. Maybe she would have a grandson again soon.
…
That night, Yue Tingfeng suffered from insomnia.
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Yue Tuhao: My heart is broken. What should I do now? Please help! Please don’t abuse me!