Looking at Ruan Qingyun's pale face and the sweat on her forehead, Lin an felt more and more confused. She held her hand tightly and felt guilty.
"I'll take you down." Jiang muxiao sighed and said to Ruan Qingyun, who was already in a bad mood. Then he looked back at Lin An'an as if he was comforting. Without waiting for her to speak, he took Ruan Qingyun's arm and walked to the door.
After Jiang muxiao left, Lin An's clenched fist slowly loosened, but her face was pale, her lips were not bloody, and her body was shaking, as if she was going to faint at any time.
When Yang Hong knocked on the door and came in, Lin An'an was moving her heavy steps towards the direction of the sofa. Because of the direct light, her back looked so ethereal.
"Ma'am, are you all right?"
Yang Hong had been ready to be glared at by Jiang muxiao. Unexpectedly, after he came in, he only saw Lin an staggering to the sofa. His heart sank. What has happened here?
When Lin an heard Yang Hong's anxious words, she opened her thin lips and whispered, "it's OK", but Yang Hong, who was five meters behind her, didn't hear it at all.
Lin an didn't care about him, but stubbornly walked to the sofa. Now she felt that her body was not her own, especially heavy. She felt a kind of collapse.
When Yang Hong saw her state, he would have his own guess, but he just silently stepped forward and held Lin An'an's arm. After a silent sigh, he said in a soft voice: "madam, the president and miss Ruan are not the kind of relationship you think. I also believe that the president will not do anything sorry for you."
Perhaps women's thinking is more strange, they will give birth to a lot of strange ideas, so that men feel incredible, or even unreasonable.
"I know." Lin an nodded, and finally walked to the edge of the sofa, a hand on the edge of the sofa, gasping, like a collapse.
Seeing this, Yang Hong seemed to shake his head helplessly, "madam, why are you suffering? The president has you in his heart, otherwise he won't care so much about this wedding. In this case, why do you care so much? Miss Ruan is a part of the president's memory and can't be erased. "
Maybe as a man, he can't understand a woman's emotions, just because he can't understand why Xiaohui made such a big fuss about it. It's clear that they met openly. How did it become an affair?
With a wry smile, Lin an sat down on the sofa with his head on the back of the chair. He took a deep breath with his eyes closed, and his dizziness improved.
"I don't know what happened to me, Yang Hong. I must be ugly now, right? It's like a jealous woman doubting her husband. I really want to control it. I have no malice towards Ruan Qingyun. I even sincerely hope that she can come to our wedding. I want to tell her that Jiang muxiao and I will be very happy together. But I don't know how things have become like this. I've become an executioner, making a good woman's heart broken... "
Lin an covered her face with her hands and sobbed silently. There were two lines of clear tears sliding down between her fingers. She had a feeling of special confusion.
All along, she didn't go deep into her feelings for Jiang muxiao, but now, when she heard the news that Jiang muxiao and Ruan Qingyun met, she really felt that she had lost her sense. She felt a sense of panic and that happiness was about to flow away.
Maybe she's really not confident. She doesn't know what advantages she has compared with Ruan Qingyun, which can make Jiang muxiao love her wholeheartedly. No, Jiang muxiao has never said that he loves her, but he still has a gentle look at Ruan Qingyun, and it's not the first time Ruan Qingyun has met since he returned home
At the moment, these thoughts are just like poison, corroding Lin An'an's reason. She is in a panic, even if tomorrow is their wedding
"Don't think so, madam. I'm sure the president can understand you. President Did you go down to see Miss Ruan off? Don't worry, madam. Everything will be fine. "
Yang Hong shook his head silently. Looking at Lin An'an's appearance, he couldn't say anything more. He could only let her think about it slowly
"An an..."
Just when Yang Hong is at a loss, Xiaohui rushes in. She looks anxiously at Lin An'an. She just glances at Yang Hong and turns to him. Then she walks to Lin An'an with red eyes and cries with her.
Yang Hong thinks that Xiaohui feels sorry for Lin An'an, but he doesn't care. He just forgets that they just had a fight. Xiaohui's mood is all because of him
On the other side, Jiang muxiao, who was seeing Ruan Qingyun off, didn't know that there were two women crying together in their arms. He was a little agitated. When he went out with Ruan Qingyun, he was absent-minded and didn't hear what she said.
"Muxiao, what are you thinking?" Ruan Qingyun's eyes are still red, but just when Jiang muxiao said to send her out, her mood suddenly got better, and her mood has stabilized. Just looking at Jiang muxiao's mood, she can guess why.Jiang muxiao, who was dragged by Ruan Qingyun's arm, looked at her as if he had just awakened from a dream. When he saw that her hand was still on his arm, he stepped back like a reflex. Then he saw Ruan Qingyun's embarrassed eyes.
At this time, they have walked out of the Jiangshi group building. It's working time, and the people walking outside are not right, but they have outstanding appearance. Standing there is Guanghua, so they still attract the eyes of many passers-by.
Ruan Qingyun, who had been dodged suddenly, looked at his empty hand, gave a bitter smile, bit his lips and asked in a low voice: "Mu Xiao, do you really want me to attend your wedding?"
Ruan Qingyun's hands are twisted together. She seems to be very nervous. She always thinks that this scene is her own dream, a nightmare, Jiang muxiao's wedding Ruan has never thought about his wedding. The bride is not her.
She looked at Jiang muxiao seriously. Even if he hesitated or hesitated, she would be as happy as rain, but he didn't.