The atmosphere that had finally been relaxed suddenly dropped to freezing point because of Ye Linlang's words!
The smile on Jiang Qiran's lips tightened, showing a bit of anger.
"You want to leave?"
Ye Linlang knew that she was seeking death. After all, looking at Jiang Qiran's expression, she could understand how angry this man was now.
However... Ye Linlang still insisted on pursuing his death to the end.
"Yes, I want to leave, thank you for your hospitality."
…
She is a person, not an object.
How could he be detained here by Jiang Qiran? !
What's more... Ye Linlang really didn't want to admit how jealous she was of Shen Xi'er.
However, now she couldn't talk to Jiang Qiran about Shen Xi'er in person. After leaving, Ye Linlang decided to send Jiang Qiran a text message.
Remind him not to marry someone who is not a good person.
…
Jiang Qiran's narrow phoenix eyes were full of anger. Strangely, he was extremely angry. Jiang Qiran did not slap the table and get up, but smiled.
Seeing that smile, Ye Linlang felt her scalp numb.
The air seemed to freeze into ice, and the storm was about to come.
Ye Linlang's hands under the table began to tighten silently.
She didn't know what Jiang Qiran was doing.
Are you going to marry someone outside, and then plan to hide her in a golden house?
Even if she doesn't like Shen Xi'er, she is definitely not willing to be Jiang Qiran's mistress.
The two people sat across the table like this.
Everyone has their own thoughts, but no one speaks first, as if once they speak, no one will be at a disadvantage.
…
Jiang Qiran's outline was tense, and a pair of dark jade-like pupils were staring at Ye Linlang, as if he wanted to cut open Ye Linlang's heart to see what was hidden inside.
"Ye Linlang, what's so good about you?"
Ye Linlang was stunned when she heard these confusing words.
She smiled bitterly.
"I don't even know what's good about me."
Ye Linlang said, suddenly becoming serious.
"Qi Ran, I know what you are thinking. In fact, there are many girls who are better than me, kinder than me, and more beautiful than me. Don't waste your time here just because you hate me."
“…”
Jiang Qiran was silent for a moment, and the sarcastic curve of her thin lips became more and more profound.
"Ye Linlang, do you think I have to be you?"
Ye Linlang clenched her hands under the table. She had never known that Jiang Qiran's anger was so scary.
He didn't even raise his tone, he just stared at you with his dark eyes, making you feel guilty.
Ye Linlang lowered her head, not daring to look at Jiang Qiran.
Her long eyelashes kept trembling, and only Ye Linlang knew that she felt very uncomfortable at the moment.
"Yes, I know you don't have to do it with me. You have many better choices than me, so just let me go."
"Let me go, and let yourself go."
…
Jiang Qiran's slender fingers clenched the tablecloth tightly, and suddenly he suddenly lifted the tablecloth!
The soup bowl that was only half filled by Ye Linlang just now was overturned by Jiang Qiran's strength!
The porcelain bowl clattered and fell under the table.
The remaining soup was scattered all over the floor, and the beautiful but not strong porcelain bowl fell into pieces.
Fortunately, Ye Linlang dodge quickly and did not hurt her.
And Jiang Qiran was like a furious lion, with a sullen expression on his face that made the hair on his back stand up.
…
Ye Linlang was frightened.
She didn't know if Jiang Qiran was hurt by the fragments of the porcelain bowl, and she wanted to speak anxiously.
"Qi Ran, are you okay? Those porcelain bowl fragments..."
Jiang Qiran ignored Ye Linlang at all. He was sitting at the table in the living room, with a murderous look on his face that was frightening.
His eyes were filled with anger, and his voice seemed to be mixed with crushed ice.
"Ye Linlang, get out of here before I change my mind!"
"Don't let me see you again!"
Ye Linlang's words were interrupted by Jiang Qiran. She looked at the other party's horrifying expression, and the words of concern came to her lips. In the end, only one hurtful question was left.
"I...I'll leave right away! But my mobile phone..."
Ye Linlang's words were like steel knives, cutting Jiang Qiran's flesh and blood into pieces.
Ah!
This woman has no heart at all!
…
"At the entrance to the living room!"
Jiang Qiran's face was gloomy, and he glanced indifferently at the helpless girl next to him.
"Take your phone and get out of here right now! Otherwise I'm not sure what I'll do!"
…
Ye Linlang saw Jiang Qiran's harsh tone.
Finally, he walked towards the living room step by step.
Ye Linlang's heart ached. What happened to her and Jiang Qiran
It has actually come to this point...
She didn't dare to cry in front of Jiang Qiran, as Jiang Qiran taught her before, weakness is the most useless.
Jiang Qiran seemed not to notice Ye Linlang's gaze at all.
He was still sitting at the desk.
He didn't even look at Ye Linlang.
The back is as straight as a soldier, and also like a wolf overlooking Cangshan Mountain, powerful and lonely.
…
Seeing Jiang Qiran's appearance, Ye Linlang felt that Jiang Qiran was not injured by the fragments of the porcelain bowl.
Ye Linlang's eyes heated up, and she finally staggered to the entrance.
Sure enough, Jiang Qiran didn't lie to her. His mobile phone was here.
Ye Linlang hesitated and glanced at Jiang Qiran, then finally opened the door and walked out step by step.
…
The huge living room was empty.
The living room that had just been cleaned before became messy because of Jiang Qiran's flipping of the table.
Broken porcelain bowls were everywhere.
The soup is flowing.
He stared blankly at the fragments here, and suddenly thought of that day five years ago.
It was also such a day that the girl called and wanted to break up with him.
He stepped on the broken pieces of porcelain on the floor, trying to find her.
But she couldn't be found. Ye Linlang at that time was as heartless as she was who left without hesitation now.
…
Jiang Qiran laughed at himself, his heart felt astringent, and his eyes were hollow and without any luster.
And there was a sharp pain in my left foot.
A piece of the bowl of soup that was overturned just now pierced Jiang Qiran's left foot.
Everything seemed to be a repeat of the scene five years ago.
He was always the outcast.
Even the wounds are so similar.
…
Ye Linlang hurriedly ran out of Jiang Qiran's apartment and took the elevator all the way.
She struggled to open her cell phone, which was turned off by Jiang Qiran.
There were still a dozen bombarded text messages and missed calls, all from Shangguan Luo.
Ye Linlang didn't want to look. She opened her address book and suddenly found a new contact.
There are two big characters clearly marked on it.
Qi Ran.
Did Jiang Qiran add it in on his own initiative
Ye Linlang's heart tightened, and she finally edited a text message for him tremblingly, reminding Shen Xi'er that she was not a good person.
—Qi Ran, forgive me for being verbose. If you really want to get married, I hope you will keep your eyes open and don’t marry someone who is not a good person.
Click OK on the text message and it is finally sent.
(End of chapter)