"What are you doing here?" Li Qingyan looked at Jiang Rouyue who stumbled out from the shadows next to him, and his expression instantly turned cold.
"Qingyan, I'm so happy. It feels like we're back in school. Do you feel the same way?" Jiang Rouyue asked drunkenly as she walked towards him.
Li Qingyan avoided his face and ignored her: "I have forgotten the past, so you should forget it too."
"No, I don't want to forget, that was my happiest time." Jiang Rouyue's expression became panicked, and she anxiously wanted to grab Li Qingyan's arm, but Li Qingyan took a step back and threw her away.
"My heart is as strong as iron. It's only been a few years and you are so cruel." Jiang Rouyue's face was full of resentment and sadness.
"Please don't forget your identity." Li Qingyan was really angry and had endured it to the extreme.
"I was wrong, I regret it, Qingyan, I want to divorce your eldest brother, and we can start a new life..."
"You are so disgusting, even shameless." Li Qingyan couldn't help scolding her.
Jiang Rouyue's whole body seemed to be frozen. In all these years, Li Qingyan had never said such serious words. He was just hiding, escaping, and being indifferent. But at this moment, he scolded her for being so embarrassed. "Jiang Rouyue, let me warn you. The reason why I have endured you for so many years is not because I can't forget my old feelings for you. It's all because of my elder brother. He is a hundred times more important to me than you. If you dare to hurt his heart, I won't let you go." Li Qingyan stared at Jiang Rouyue coldly and said every word. Jiang Rouyue's heart was broken, cold, and hurt so much that she forgot to shed tears.
"Li Qingyan, you are the bastard. Why didn't you marry me in the first place?" Jiang Rouyue roared, full of grievances, making her face look ferocious.
"I'm glad I didn't marry you, and I've never regretted it." Li Qingyan knocked her to the ground. Jiang Rouyue was so angry that she almost fainted. This time, it was really impossible for her and Li Qingyan.
"Okay, very good, Li Qingyan, don't regret what you said to me today." Jiang Rouyue turned and left, her face embarrassed and ugly.
Li Qingyan pushed the door open and entered the room. His heart was on fire. He reached out and took a photo of a vase next to him. The bottle shattered on the ground, and his frightened assistant hurried over to clean it up.
Li Qingyan sat down on the sofa. His mood today was really not wonderful.
"Book the earliest flight ticket, I want to go back." Li Qingyan said to the assistant who was packing.
"Okay, Mr. Li." The assistant replied in a low voice, not daring to breathe.
In China, Cheng Qingqing finished filming today's scene. The director praised her and said that her tears fell beautifully today, she could cry even if she wanted to, and her sadness was expressed well.
Cheng Qingqing said that she was not acting, she was really sad.
On the way home, Cheng Qingqing said nothing, as quiet as a log.
When she returned to Li's house and locked the door, the sadness and grievance in her heart instantly overwhelmed her like a flood.
The tears couldn't stop falling. She raised her hands to wipe them, trying to find some words to comfort herself, but found that there were no words that could comfort her collapsed heart at this moment.
Li Qingyan had another woman, which was something she never dared to think about before.
She could feel that this woman's sinister intentions were deliberately discovered by her.
The tears seemed to burst, until my eyes were sore, I couldn't cry anymore, and I forced myself to accept this fact.
Yes, she was still too naive, believing too much in what Li Qingyan said. She was immersed in his tenderness and sweetness, forgetting how cruel the world was and how dark human nature was.
After struggling until today, during those days when she and her mother had been dependent on each other, she should have recognized the reality long ago, right
But because of a sudden love, he deceived himself into thinking that the world was still warm.
Her heart seemed to have fallen into an abyss, and reality pushed her back into that cold world.
Cheng Qingqing wiped away her tears and looked at herself in the mirror with red and swollen eyes, suddenly feeling ridiculous.
Love is a luxury product, how can she deserve it
Instead of talking about feelings, it is better to make plans for the rest of your and your mother's lives.
Money is the most reliable.
She used cold voices over and over again to rebuild her collapsed heart, but the fierce nightmare that came at night still failed to let her go.
Through a layer of hazy gauze, she saw Li Qingyan holding another woman in his arms. His voice was so familiar, but she was no longer the only listener to those love words.
She wanted to rush over and question Li Qingyan, but found that her feet seemed frozen in place, unable to move or even make a sound.
Finally, the gauze was torn open by a man, revealing Li Qingyan's beautiful and cold face. The evil smile on her lips seemed to be mocking her innocence.
"Ah..." Cheng Qingqing was frightened and woke up. When she touched her cheek, it was already wet.
The dream was so clear that Cheng Qingqing was drenched in cold sweat. She got up and stared blankly out of the window.
Suddenly, she seemed to hear the sound of a car, a familiar voice.
Cheng Qingqing opened the quilt and ran to the window barefoot. Next to the flower bed downstairs, a black car parked there. The door opened and Li Qingyan bent down from the car.
Cheng Qingqing's mind went blank.
He is back
If it had been before, she would have flown out to greet him like a happy bird.
But now, Cheng Qingqing felt that he was very strange, and she didn't even want to see him.
Cheng Qingqing's breathing became rapid. She looked around in panic. Suddenly, she heard footsteps coming from outside the door.
Cheng Qingqing had no way to escape, and in the end, she could only shrink into the quilt like a coward.
The moment the man reached out to push the door open, she closed her eyes tightly and pretended to be still asleep. Li Qingyan pushed the door open and came in. When he saw the woman still sleeping on the bed, he moved lightly.
The untied curtains let in the morning sunlight, making the whole room look warm and bright.
Just like the woman lying on the bed, her long black hair spread out, setting off her pink and delicate face, as if she had broken into an oil painting, the man's expression was dazed for a moment.
He just stared at the woman on the bed, anxiously rushing back just to see her as soon as possible.
Cheng Qingqing held her breath tightly and did not dare to move. She did not dare to let him see that she was pretending to sleep.
Suddenly, she felt a touch of warmth coming from her forehead, and it was the man kissing her.
If it had been before, she would have opened her eyes excitedly, put her arms around his neck, and responded to his kiss.
But at this moment, when she thought of his lips touching other women, and his body coming into contact with others, Cheng Qingqing instinctively wanted to resist.
Li Qingyan didn't notice the slight trembling of the woman's body. After he finished kissing her, he stood up and left.
She must have been exhausted from filming yesterday, otherwise, she wouldn't have slept so deeply.
When she heard the sound of the door closing, Cheng Qingqing finally stopped pretending, opened her eyes, and stared blankly at the door.
Li Qingyan did something sorry for her, why could he be so calm