"Madam Bai, do you really think that I can listen to your instigation with just a few words of yours? Unfortunately, I will not believe a single word you say. "
She knew exactly what Wen Yun's purpose was. She believed that Leng Yihuang would never do anything to offend her, especially if his partner was Bai Ruoxin.
Wen Yun's smile was full of sarcasm: "Do you not believe it or can't believe it? It happened last night. The president's wife celebrated her birthday. Leng Yihuang and Xiaoxin were both drunk, but they can't be blamed, after all, they were childhood sweethearts. , In fact, how could there be no emotion at all."
"It's just because there is you in the middle. If you are gone, they will be very happy together. I have said it so clearly. If you still don't believe it, then you can go to the presidential palace to ask. , everyone saw it with their own eyes, don’t embarrass yourself too much, there is no place for you in Kyoto.”
Lin Xiaomi didn't know how she hung up the phone, Wen Yun's words kept echoing in her mind.
She told herself not to believe it, it couldn't be true, but what Wen Yun said was well-founded, which made it impossible for her to believe it.
Moreover, this kind of lie cannot be hidden from anyone at all, as long as she goes to the presidential palace to ask, she will be able to find out.
Moreover, Lin Xiaomi also thought of Leng Yihuang's unreachable phone call last night.
His face turned pale instantly.
Xue Haolin frowned, and looked at her worriedly: "Xiaomi? What's wrong with you?"
Lin Xiaomi stared blankly at the table, and didn't hear him calling her at all.
"Xiaomi!" Xue Haolin could only emphasize his tone, and called her again.
"What?" Lin Xiaomi raised her head in shock, with an undisguised panic flashing in her eyes.
"What happened? Who called just now? Why did you look so ugly?"
"It's nothing." Lin Xiaomi put away the phone subconsciously: "It's just a wrong number."
Wrong type? He clearly heard her calling her Mrs. Bai, so how could he have made a mistake.
But he also knew that she didn't want to tell him, so he didn't ask.
But there are not many Mrs. Bai who can talk to her in Kyoto, and he knows the one who happens to be related to her.
These days, although he is not in the capital, he can't help himself to inquire about her in the capital.
He had heard a little about the Bai family.
When Leng Yihuang came back from the bathroom, he realized that something was wrong with the atmosphere.
"What's wrong? Are you uncomfortable?" Her small face was pale with no blood.
Hearing his voice, Lin Xiaomi raised her head in a daze, seeing the worry in his eyes, with mixed emotions in her heart.
She hooked her lips and said softly: "No, it may be the sequelae of heatstroke, and I still feel dizzy occasionally."
"Really?" The sharp eyes lingered on her face, she might not know that she was really not suitable for lying.
No matter how sincere she pretended to be, the twinkling eyes would still betray her.
Leng Yihuang raised his head and looked at Xue Haolin, but Xue Haolin was not so kind to tell him what happened, or was it Xue Haolin who affected her emotions
Thinking of this, Leng Yihuang's eyes became sharper, and his face became slightly gloomy.
Xue Haolin will always be a thorn in his heart, after all compared with the time Xue Haolin was in her mind, he appeared too late.
No one knew better than him how she was thinking about Xue Haolin before, and she died of her heart because of the death of her grandmother, but whether her feelings for Xue Haolin were really gone.
Even he wasn't sure.
In the following time, the atmosphere at the table was condensed and embarrassing. It was obvious that none of the three wanted to continue the dinner.
Before leaving, Xue Haolin took a deep look at Lin Xiaomi and said, "I will leave Shuncheng and return to Liancheng tomorrow, take care of myself."
Lin Xiaomi was restless, looked at him blankly, and nodded.
Who knows, Xue Haolin changed the subject, and suddenly said to Leng Yihuang: "Treat her well, if you make her sad, or if you can't give her the happiness she wants, I will take her away without hesitation, so, you Don't give me any chance."
Because, if you give him another chance, he will never let go.
Leng Yihuang's brows turned cold, and a dangerous light flashed in his dark eyes. He put his arms around Lin Xiaomi's slender waist, held her in his arms possessively, and responded domineeringly: "You will never have this Chance."
The corner of Xue Haolin's mouth curled into a meaningful arc, and he turned around and got in the car to leave.
Lin Xiaomi was still thinking about Wen Yun's previous phone call, and had no sense of what the two of them had just said.
In Leng Yihuang's eyes, she was in a trance, but she seemed to be still immersed in Xue Haolin's affectionate confession just now.
My heart was suddenly filled with jealousy.
"I've already left, how long will I be standing here!" Leng Yihuang said savoringly, ignoring her, striding forward.
When Lin Xiaomi came to his senses, he could only see his back.
She frowned and chased after him.
The two walked towards the hotel side by side, but neither of them spoke.
Leng Yihuang's face became more and more gloomy. Seeing her staring at the ground in a trance all the way, the visitors didn't know to hide for a while, and almost bumped into the people walking towards her several times.
What Xue Haolin said had such a big influence on her? !
Leng Yihuang felt that he was about to be soured to death by himself.
The two entered the elevator, but she even forgot to press the floor.
Leng Yihuang couldn't bear it any longer, and squeezed her chin with one hand: "Just so reluctant to part with him? Do you think I'm dead?"
Lin Xiaomi looked up in shock, completely unable to understand his words: "What?"
Leng Yihuang frowned, and looked at her suspiciously: "What's wrong with you? You've been distracted."
Lin Xiaomi's eyes flashed, she took his hand away, and said lightly, "It's nothing, maybe I'm a little tired."
tired
Leng Yihuang didn't believe her words at all, she obviously had something on her mind.
A pair of probing eyes looked straight at her. Lin Xiaomi couldn't stand his gaze the most. She always felt like she was naked in front of him, and she couldn't hide anything from his eyes.
She couldn't avoid his scrutiny, so she simply looked up at him: "You don't seem to have told me why you turned off your phone last night?"
"Why do you suddenly want to ask this again?"
"I just suddenly remembered that your mobile phone is never turned off. Why did it turn off last night?"
Leng Yihuang withdrew his gaze, and looked at the constantly changing numbers in the elevator lightly: "I don't know when it shut down."
"Didn't you want to call me last night? It's not like your style. "