Faintly, I felt a gaze like a knife or a sword behind me. Tang Xiaomei? Could it be that Tang Xiaomei has a crush on Feng Zhenyang! ! Or... Rong Fang! No! It's... Zhao Yicheng!
I turned around suddenly, and sure enough, Zhao Yicheng stood in front of me with an expressionless face. When did he come in? How come I didn't know? I looked at Zhao Yicheng, then at Feng Zhenyang, and suddenly realized that Feng Zhenyang did it on purpose! He kissed me on purpose to show Zhao Yicheng, just to tell Zhao Yicheng that without him, I, Shen Jiaying, would still be doing well and could find a better man than him.
I was both angry and touched. I twisted Feng Zhenyang's arm and laughed uglier than crying: "Honey, I really love you to death!"
The sky was thundering, and the bloody lines were so ridiculous that even I couldn't believe them, let alone Zhao Yicheng. I was so disgusted that I almost vomited. Feng Zhenyang was even more disgusted than me. He endured the pain of being twisted by me and acted like a young man in his first love: "Well, I know, I can see that you love me very much..."
Zhao Yicheng looked at the two of us as if he was looking at two strange flowers. In the end, he simply ignored Feng Zhenyang next to me and stared at me with a frosty face: "Jiaying..."
"Mr. Zhao, is there something wrong?" I interrupted him coldly before he could finish his next words.
I admit that I love Zhao Yicheng deeply. Although I have been hurt by him many times, I still cannot forget the relationship of more than ten years. Until now, I still love him.
However, I also know that Zhao Yicheng has changed. From the time he quarreled with me for Han Xiaoxiao, scolded me for Han Xiaoxiao, and even almost hit me, I knew that we could never go back.
Since I can't go back and we can't be friends, I don't want to have anything to do with him anymore. As for the property issue, it should have been dealt with several months ago. I think there is really nothing more to say between him and me.
Zhao Yicheng seemed unaware of this problem. He glanced at Feng Zhenyang intentionally or unintentionally, with a bad look on his face: "Can we talk?"
Once a woman is hurt, she will either remain silent or explode, and I am exactly the second type. Seeing Zhao Yicheng again, I turned myself into a rose, a rose covered with thorns. I looked at him coldly: "What are we talking about? What do we have to talk about?"
"What are you talking about? What do you want to do, Zhao Yicheng? Are you going to bully Jiaying together with that innocent and lovely Han Xiaoxiao?" Feng Zhenyang was more excited than me. He has always been a righteous man.
I remember that he almost beat Zhao Yicheng for me. He even secretly threatened Han Xiaoxiao to stay away from Zhao Yicheng. Of course, Feng Zhenyang didn't tell me these things, they were all told by Tang Xiaomei.
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel moved. No matter how much Feng Zhenyang was stirring up trouble, it was all for my own good. I reluctantly let go of the fact that he forcefully kissed me. After all, he had already kissed me and slapped me. What else could I do? I couldn't possibly break off my friendship with him because of this. I couldn't let him beat Zhao Yicheng up again. If he really did, I didn't know what would happen tomorrow.
I just forcefully kissed me, I wonder if anyone saw it. To avoid making things worse, I reached out to stop Feng Zhenyang and whispered, "Forget it, go do your thing first, I'll talk to him, it won't cost me anything."
You won't lose a piece of meat if you talk about it, at most you will feel unhappy. Feng Zhenyang was somewhat helpless, he often scolded me for being useless, saying that I was hurt by Zhao Yicheng and I was still a cheapskate who had to love him to death.
However, no matter how shameless I was, Feng Zhenyang had no choice, so he said nothing, just looked at Zhao Yicheng with a warning look, and then walked out of the main door with a grim face.
I closed the window, pulled a stool and sat down casually, and said in a particularly cold tone: "If you have something to say, please tell me quickly. I have a scene to shoot later."
After not seeing each other for a few months, the cool autumn has passed and the cold winter is coming. The weather is a bit cold. Zhao Yicheng is wearing a long black winter coat, which we bought together a few years ago. He has always been thrifty and will keep the good clothes and wear them every year.
"Actually... I don't have anything to do, I just came to see you." Zhao Yicheng's words sounded nice, and I might have felt a little comforted in the past, but now, I feel disgusted. It's quite contradictory to say that I don't deny that I still love Zhao Yicheng, but I also feel disgusted with him.
The funniest thing is that while I was disgusted by his words, I was also worried that I would fall into depravity again and be hurt once again.
So I stabbed him hard, sneering: "Come to see me? Ha! What's so good about me? If you have too much free time, you can go see Han Xiaoxiao. What? Now that she dumped you, you think of me? What do you think of me, Shen Jiaying? You are a dog that comes when you call it and leaves when you wave it away! I tell you, Zhao Yicheng, don't say such things to me. Don't you know how disgusting hypocrisy is?" (To be continued)