Chapter 773

Until more than ten minutes later, ye Fei stood on the terrace, the cold wind and snow hit her cheek, but she also sobered up from the muddle.

Ye Fei stood in front of the railings and looked into the distance. Her vision became very wide, but on a slanting building, a group of slides were shown.

This group of slides is not someone else's, it is Su Mohan and ye ya. Su Mohan is as cold and noble as ever in his delicate and decent suit. Ye Ya is leaning on his shoulder in his white wedding dress, laughing happily.

Several wedding photos are interspersed with the grand scene of the wedding. The high champagne tower reflects the colorful light. After the luxurious and dazzling wedding photos, the last scene of the slide is fixed on two bright red wedding certificates.

Ye Fei stood in the same place with cold hands and feet, and her blood seemed to stop flowing. The slide stopped for a while, and then it was played again. She stood in the same place, staring at the dazzling screen obstinately, letting the above pictures linger on her heart again and again.

So even wedding photos have been taken?

Why doesn't she know when it happened?

As time passed by, the sky gradually darkened, so the display screen on the building became more and more bright. It was like announcing their happiness to the whole world.

Ye Fei has been standing there, motionless, but with the passage of time, her eyes on the screen gradually began to blur, blurred to see what was shown above.

The door on the terrace was suddenly opened. The housekeeper looked at the door and saw that Su Mohan was coming back. He was relieved: "young master."

"Go down." Su Mo opened his mouth in a deep voice, and his eyes fell on the slender figure in the snow.

The housekeeper retreats quietly. Su Mo Han stands in front of the door and closes the balcony door gently. She looks at the screen in the distance along the eyes of Ye Fei, and drops her eyes slowly.

In fact, he had known for a long time that it was impossible to conceal her, but he still deceived himself and hoped that she could know it later, even if it was only a minute or a second.

Su Mo Han, with one hand in her trouser pocket, stood in front of the door for a long time, then quietly gazed at the back of Ye Fei.

However, ye Fei has never looked back, even if he knows that he has come back.

"Go downstairs. It's too cold here." More than ten minutes later, Su Mohan finally can't help but walk forward and hold Ye Fei's hand.

Ye Fei still did not have any reaction to stand in place, and Su Mo Han touched her little hand that moment, his heart can't restrain, pain.

The white and delicate hand was like a piece of ice at the moment. It was so stiff and cold that it didn't have any temperature. It went down his palm until it reached his heart.

Su Mo Han see ye Fei still standing in place, take off the coat, intend to put on her shoulder.

But just at the moment when the clothes just fell on the shoulder of Ye Fei, ye Fei suddenly stepped back two steps, sidetracked his clothes and looked at him with a kind of extremely cold eyes.

The Gray Wool Coat fell directly into the snow on the ground. Su Mohan's hand was stiff, and his eyes fell on the ground along the coat, staring at the clothes lying there quietly.

She's hiding from him?

She just rejected him?

Not even one of his clothes?

Su Mo Han stares at the clothes on the ground for a long time, and his teeth bite very tightly. Until his mouth is filled with a fishy astringency, he slowly raises his head and looks at Ye Fei in front of him.

When he touched her eyes, his heart was throbbing again. Her cold and strange eyes almost suffocated him, just like a drowning and desperate struggle.