Chapter 689

Xiaohui looks at a line of words on the screen of her mobile phone, which is bitter and difficult to distinguish.

Reason is clearly saying don't make uncomfortable, but emotion still don't know what kind of uncomfortable.

She just doesn't want to hear his voice, just doesn't want to sit with him to discuss things, even his breath. Now she is repulsive.

Because she really didn't know how to face him.

All these bad things are caused by them.

It's not reasonable to blame anyone.

Because of this, she felt guilty.

If fan wenran can stand firmly on Yang Hong's side when he throws out the photo for the first time, if she can stop and listen to his explanation when he comes to explain, if she can do everything well when she knows that fan wenran is calculating him

It's all her fault. It's because she's not smart enough, she doesn't know people's colors, she doesn't know fan wenran.

It's all her fault!

Zhao Yang, who has just entered the door, frowns when he sees Xiaohui staring at her mobile phone.

Yang Hong worried that Xiaohui would not answer the phone, so he called him.

He took the mobile phone and handed it to Xiaohui: "no matter what, give him a chance to speak."

Xiaohui raised her head stupidly, with a look of loss on her face.

Opportunity to speak

She trembled, reached out, just about to touch the phone, like an electric shock, suddenly retracted her hand.

"No No, we have nothing to say. "

Yang Hong on the other end of the mobile phone, when he heard this sentence, his heart seemed to have been severely beaten.

Is everything his wishful thinking?

He tried so hard to solve the immediate difficulties, but she just wanted to push their relationship to a dead end without using it lightly?

Zhao Yang also looks at Xiaohui puzzledly.

What's going on here?

Does she really not want to give each other a chance?

"Thank you, Dr. Zhao." Xiaohui suddenly stood up, bowed to Zhao Yang, held back her tears and rushed to the second floor room.

Zhao Yang looked at her back and didn't know what to say for a moment.

It seems that everything is superfluous.

He was a little frustrated with his mobile phone and wanted to comfort Yang Hong. Before he began to speak, he had turned off the phone with a slap.

It seems that he is angry.

Zhao Yang shrugged his shoulders and went home helplessly.

As soon as he got home, he met Jin Xiaoxiao, who was exercising. He quickly handed his mobile phone to the servant and accompanied him to practice with his private teacher.

"How's it going?"

When Zhao Yang delivered the phone, she saw it.

Zhao Yang shook his head: "I don't know what they are going to do. Obviously, they are two people who love each other, but they have to be noisy. "

Jin Xiaoxiao covered his mouth with a smile: "you still have the face to talk about other people, you forget, at that time we..."

Mention the past, Zhao Yang immediately embarrassed to smile.

Ha ha.

It is.

"But they can't go on like this." Zhao Yang said anxiously, "now that Xiaohui doesn't even answer his phone, will it develop into a situation where he doesn't even meet, and then..."

Jin Xiaoxiao raised her eyes and looked at the dark sky: "if fan wenran's problem is not solved at all, Xiaohui has no way to solve the knot in her heart. After all, when she comes into contact with Yang Hong, she will only feel that she is a junior."

"It's not that serious."

It's just a matter.

Besides, this marriage was cheating in the beginning.

It's different from the nature of marriage.

"You see, that's the difference between men and women." Jin Xiaoxiao said solemnly, "no, to be exact, it's the difference between a good woman and a bad woman. Look at fan wenran, after knowing that Xiaohui and Yang Hong are together, she still takes the initiative to ask him out, but Xiaohui is a good girl. She knows that Yang Hong is fan wenran's husband now, so she can't contact him."

"This is Xiaohui's contradiction. If she contacted Yang Hong, she would feel that Yang Hong betrayed fan wenran. Although fan wenran cheated her into this relationship, it's true that now, legally, they are husband and wife."

Zhao Yang looks at Jin Xiaoxiao in silence.

He doesn't understand the world of girls, but he knows what Yang Hong wants to do now.

He wants to clarify for Xiaohui.

"Well, you let Yang Hong come to our house. I know about the ah Jun."

Now, that's the only way.

Zhao Yang called Yang Hong and explained the story.

"I'll be there in a minute," Yang said happily

Then he drove to Zhao's house quickly.

He has dealt with a lot of PR events before, but never, like this one, let his mood go up and down like a roller coaster.This is a public relations taboo.

However, he still couldn't help committing the crime.

When the car passed the Jiang family, he couldn't help looking up at the lush Jiang family, but in that eye, he seemed to see Xiaohui.

However, when he stopped the car, opened the door and looked at the rows of open windows, he could only see the curtains floating in the wind.

Just now, it must be an illusion.

He looked up at the white wall and felt like he was stuffed with a piece of cotton cloth.

And now Xiaohui, hiding in the curtain, wriggles her eyebrows and desperately suppresses her tears.

Tears blurred, she saw the thin figure slowly open the door, black heavy suit, like a huge curtain, his loneliness, all devour.

His figure, is so fragile, as if a push, it will collapse.

Xiaohui covers her chest and feels the pain of her heart. With each meridian, it spreads all over her body.

It hurts.

It's going to hurt!

She looked at the car, drove slowly to the Zhao family, and then stopped.

Then she saw Yang Hong again.

This time, she saw his cheek.

Why did she think he was thinner when she didn't see him for a day?

All of a sudden, there was a knock on the door, which made her eyes on the curtain.

"Come in!"

She quickly went to the sofa and sat down, pretending that nothing had happened.

Fang Yuan opened the door, put a glass of milk on the table and said with a smile, "drink some water."

Look at her eyes, they are going to cry and swell.

Xiaohui looks at the milk in front of her eyes. Her nose is sour, and she feels that liquid is coming out of her eyes.

"Thank you, Fang Yuan."

Fang Yuan shook his head gently, bowed slightly and said, "no, you are my wife's friend. I should take care of you."

"Thank you." Xiaohui whispered, "in order to thank you, I have a life experience for you."

"Ah?" Fang Yuan, who is preparing to turn around and leave, turns back in surprise.

"Never fall in love!"