Marriage Scheming 1: The Mysterious Husband Does Not Meet

Chapter 267

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Leng Yan's mind was spinning fast, why did Mayfair suddenly remember everything? Is that part of Leng Yi's performance just now an unforgettable episode of Mayfair? What's the past between her and Leng Yi

He has always been very concerned about the life-long events of his elder brother. How much hope that his lonely life will find a partner as soon as possible. Now that he finds such an ambiguous sign, he can easily let it go

"This... what kind of story is it?" he asked Mayfair curiously.

Fei'er's confused eyes fell into sorrow in an instant, even though she hadn't expected him at first! He shook his head and smiled, "It's all over! Don't mention it!"

Leng Yan looked at the crowd around him, thinking about it, and said with a smile, "Okay! Don't mention it! You have only recovered, and have a good rest tonight! Let's get separated too!"

Seeing everyone leaving in pairs, Mayfair smiled lonely and walked into the darkness that belonged to her alone. Qiu Zhiyang was uneasy and wanted to follow, but Fei Er stopped him, "Brother, I'm fine, I want to be alone for a while."

Qiu Zhiyang had no choice but to watch her lonely figure melt into the darkness.

Mayfair sat alone in the room for a while, unable to fall asleep, and simply walked to the deck to blow the sea breeze, hoping that the sea breeze could blow away all her memories.

The clear, bitter and spicy wine passed through her throat, and her stomach quickly scorched hotly. I hadn't drank such a strong wine for a long time, and there was a kind of painful pleasure.

A long and white hand stretched out in front of her eyes and snatched her wine glass. A very gentle voice rang in her ears, "Drinking too much hurts the body!" Who is that in the memory

Looking back, under the faint starlight, Leng Yan's smile was as warm as light.

"It's you? Why don't you go with the only one?" She smiled bitterly, a person who no longer remembers the story between herself and him, but she is still bitterly nostalgic. God is too foolish

"Such a night is suitable for telling stories and listening to stories!" His lips rose to a pure smile.

Nowadays, such a smile often appeared on his face, of course, this was the only credit, she understood. She has no memory in his heart.

"Whose story do you want to hear? Mine?" She looked at the blurry dividing line where the sea and the sky were uniform.

"Yes!" His voice was mixed in the sea breeze, moist and salty.

The sorrow in her heart gradually rose. What she didn't want to say, what she wanted to forget, all rushed into her mind at this moment, rushed to her mouth, and smiled sadly, "Leng Yan, have you really forgotten it?"

"Forget?" He recalled inexplicably, hesitating, "What should I remember?"

"My birthday that year! You helped me pick up the little golden ball from the swimming pool! Did you forget?" Her heart sank to the bottom, it turned out that he really couldn't remember anything!

Leng Yan was still confused, "Birthday? Little Golden Ball? Me? This..."

Mayfair waved her hand and smiled again, "Forget it! You can't remember it! On my birthday night, the gift my father gave me—the little golden ball fell into the water, you helped me pick it up, and I thought it was pretty self-righteous. You are my frog prince, but now you have the only one, very good! Very happy! I am also happy for you, and don't mention the past!"

"No! Mayfair, did you make a mistake? I really didn't help you pick up the golden ball! Is it someone else..." He began to wonder if Mayfair regarded Lengyi as him? Before Leng Yi had plastic surgery, he was a bit like him...

"Why did you admit your mistake?" Mayfair seemed to be back that night, with a dim light flashing on her face, "At that time, you returned the little golden ball and left. Your school badge fell out of your pocket, and it clearly read you. His name-Leng Yan."

Leng Yan suddenly said, "The birthday night you said was..."

"It was the birthday party my father held for me when I just returned to China. All my father and brother's friends came. I asked, you are also one of my brother's friends!" Fei Erqiang looked at him with a smile, so Make it easy, "But, it's okay! It's okay to forget! Now we are all doing well, right?"

Leng Yan finally understood! It turns out that Mayfair is also a silly girl! Just because she helped her pick up the little golden ball that represents happiness, she has been obsessed with being alone for so long! Moreover, this is still a misunderstanding!

However, he didn't find it funny at all, and said seriously to Mayfair, "Maybe, listen, you made a mistake! I've never helped you pick a little golden ball!"

Mayfair stared at him, convinced that he could not remember, "That..."

"That person is my brother! I remember that I received an invitation from your family to attend the banquet that night. Our brother just made a set of exactly the same dress. After I got home, I tried it and ran out to play ball. Tucked it into the dress, and as a result, that suit was worn by Leng Yi, and I wore his!"

Mayfair's world was overturned in an instant. Is it just a misunderstanding that she has been obsessed with the dream for so many years? Do not! Do not! She doesn't believe it! "Then... That day, I obviously heard that your clothes were wet. Did you go to brother's room to change clothes?"

Leng Yan nodded, "Yes! My clothes were indeed wet, but it was not because I went to the swimming pool, but because I spilled alcohol! Lengyi's clothes were also wet, so I went back to change clothes in advance!"

Mayfair took two steps backwards, unable to accept this fact for a while!

"Mayfair! Mayfair, are you okay?" Leng Yan looked at her pale face, a little worried.

"No! No! I'm fine, I want to be quiet!" She waved to Leng Yan, "Go!"

"Mayfair..." Leng Yan supported her, "Why don't I call..."

"No, don't call anyone!" Mayfair quickly interrupted him, "including you, let's go too! I want to stay alone for a while."

"Then... Alright!" Leng Yan let go of her, "Call me anytime if you have anything!"

(End of this chapter)