Just when ye Ziwen's heart was about to collapse completely, he heard Hu Jihai's light smile.
"You'd better not lie to me, or you won't want to know how miserable the end will be. And the most important point is that there can't be another time. You'd better remember it for me."
Ye Ziwen nodded, such as pounding garlic, "I remember, really remember." Ye Ziwen's answer was yes, and the taste of escaping from death made her nervous still tense.
Hu Jihai looked at Ye Ziwen's timid and frightened appearance. He couldn't figure out how his son would like such a woman. His ambition was not small. He didn't have the courage and courage to follow the right path.
If he had known from the beginning that his son had found such a woman, he would have picked up his son's ear and taught him a lesson to polish his eyes. But now that Hu Yajun has been deeply involved in it, it is useless to say any more. He can only force Ye Ziwen to restrain himself and let them go with the flow.
Hu Jihai opened the door of the villa and let Ye Ziwen go straight in.
"This evening, Miss Ye was wronged to stay in the villa for one night. By tomorrow, someone will come to pick you up and leave." Hu Jihai coldly finish this sentence, turn to leave.
When the iron door of the villa is closed, the sound makes Ye Ziwen come back to his senses.
Ye Ziwen walked into the villa hall like a wandering soul, and then slowly sat down on the sofa. He picked up the pillow on the sofa and hugged it unconsciously in his arms. It seemed that only by doing so could he give her a little support.
The sky outside is getting darker and darker. After a while, the wind is blowing and the thunder and lightning are the prelude to a storm.
Ye Ziwen picked up the mobile phone and looked at it, but found that there was no signal at all. The feeling of loneliness and helplessness suddenly came to her.
It seems that the house leaks every night, and the lights of the villa are all out suddenly.
Maybe it's such a thunderstorm day, the circuit is not stable, ye Ziwen thought numbly.
Soon, it began to rain cats and dogs outside the window. Ye Ziwen groped to the window by the weak light on the mobile phone screen. He sat on the ground against the window. The sound of rain hitting the ground made a crisp sound, which made Ye Ziwen feel that the huge world was not completely silent at last.
Ye Ziwen looked out of the window in a daze. The picture just facing Hu Jihai reappeared in her mind. The feeling that self-esteem was completely trampled on the ground, and the feeling of loneliness in the darkness and silence were constantly intertwined and could not stop.
Tears fall quietly from ye Ziwen's eyes.
Hu Jihai brought her a little sense of humiliation, just like the raging rain outside the window.
One day, she will trample on these people who belittle themselves and insult themselves one by one. Ye Ziwen's eyes are thin and cold to the bone, and clench his teeth. It seems that she is enduring something that is about to break the ground, and she has made up her mind secretly.
This night, I didn't sleep.
All night, ye Ziwen listened to the wind and rain outside quietly. She didn't dare to close her eyes, as if she was escaping from a nightmare. The howling wind seemed to blow straight into her heart, and then she tore a huge tear in her heart.
A little bit of the sky from dark to dark, and then slowly from the distant horizon covered with a trace of white.
Ye Ziwen's whole body was cold, his hands and feet were stiff and stopped at the same place. His face was pale without a trace of blood. His eyes were covered with red blood, but his eyes were black.
Even now the sun after the storm has been shining on the earth, but still can not disperse her cold.
Thinking that the person Hu Jihai sent to pick her up might be around the corner, she patted her face hard, trying to cheer herself up and not willing to show a trace of weakness in front of outsiders.
Ye Ziwen went to the bathroom and threw cold water on his face in a hurry. When he looked up at the mirror, he was startled by his poor face in the mirror.
She went back to the hall, took out the lipstick she had carried in her bag, and traced it to her lips in front of the dressing mirror. She did not put it away until the person in the mirror looked a little bit pale. She went to the sofa in the hall and sat and waited.
Before long, there was a knock on the door, and ye Ziwen slowly walked out of the villa door.
"Miss ye, please." The driver who came to pick her up was still the driver yesterday, and his face was still cold.
Ye Ziwen did not respond to him. Instead, he opened the car door and sat in. On the way back, he was more silent than when he came.
As the car sped by, the water after the rain last night splashed behind the wheels, bringing a lot of dirt. The scenery on both sides was still the same, except that some branches of the trees beside the road were blown down by the storm, showing a bit of dilapidation.
In the hospital.
After Zhang Lu fell down last time, it was clear that there was no problem. She still had to stay in the hospital for some days. Cuncui was trying to make Xia an unhappy.
Today, it's finally the day when Zhang Lu is discharged from hospital. Shen Qing's leg injury is almost healed, so she simply goes through the discharge procedures together.
When Lu Qichen came to pick Shen Qing out of hospital, he saw that Shen Qing and Zhang Lu were holding hands with each other, talking and laughing, just like the closest mother and daughter in the world. Seeing this, Lu Qichen's eyes darkened and he couldn't help but sigh. If only an and his mother could have such a harmonious relationship.Lu Qichen is sandwiched between two favorite women. He often feels tired and helpless. He can't figure out why his mother and An'an are wrong. In his heart, these two women are very important. If he wants to abandon any one, he can't make a choice. But it is these two people who have created so many disagreements.
Lu Qichen lowered his eyes and put away his emotions. He walked quickly to Shen Qing and Zhang Lu.
"Mom, congratulations on your recovery. I'm here to pick you up and go home." After that, Lu Qichen's eyes turned to Zhang Lu, nodded at her and said faintly, "Miss Zhang, congratulations on your recovery."
Even though Lu Qichen's attitude towards Zhang Lu can be completely indifferent, even if he only said a few words to her, Zhang Lu was still throbbing. She blushed shyly and bowed her head, and her delicate white neck was facing Lu Qichen.
"Thank you
Zhang Lu's voice was very sweet and greasy, which could be heard in Lu Qichen's ears, but he was very uncomfortable. He didn't think that he and Zhang Lu had such a close relationship that he could be called so intimate.
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