I just remembered that I promised my grandmother to get along well with Xiao Lelin, but looking at him like this, where can I get along well? After a fierce struggle in my heart, I finally picked up my bag and followed him.
When I walked out of the gate, I saw an insignificant silver BMW and hundreds of thousands of cars parked across the road. The rich second generation wouldn't look at it, but I recognized that it was the car Qiu Linyan had just bought two days ago.
He said that since I like low-key and mysterious, it's just right to buy a car that is put in a pile of people and doesn't want to be ignored by those who touch porcelain. It can pick me up from work. People will only envy my boyfriend's experience and won't gossip about me.
I stood there for a moment and finally got on Xiao Lelin's Porsche. When the door was closed, the opposite window rolled down. I saw Qiu Linyan's thin lips pursing a cold arc, and his eyes were melancholy and dark.
I almost want to open the door, rush to him, throw myself into his arms, go to his Xiao Lelin, go to his family love, why should I wrong myself so much? A man is willing to wash his hands for me, spoil me and love me. Why should I practice myself so much?
But Grandma's old and lonely face still found my reason after all. It's not half a year. Anyway, Xiao Lelin won't have a good face for me. At most, it's used when it's easy to use.
Back to the apartment where I lived for two years, I thought it would be in a mess like when I left last time, but unexpectedly, all the furnishings were restored, and even my torn wedding photos came back.
This time I didn't put it in the bedroom, but in the middle of the living room. I raised my lips and showed a sarcastic smile. Is it interesting? P out of the wedding photos, false, no one can deceive anyone.
"Ruyu is here... Why are you?" Sang Yaqi came out with a plate of fruit. She was smiling and solidified when she saw me.
I held my arm and didn't want to be false to her anymore. I said in a low voice, "I'm also surprised. Why me?"
Sang Yaqi threw the fruit tray heavily on the table and turned to ask Xiao Lelin, "Lelin, what are you doing? Bring this little bitch back. I'm not asking you to pick up Ruyu."
"Mom, don't say a word. I'll take Yuanyuan home. I'll talk about it later. You go back first."
"You drive me away?" Sang Yaqi pointed to her face and stared in disbelief. Suddenly she slapped me: "it must be you, a little bitch, who has bewitched my son again. He even dares to be fierce."
I took two steps back and wanted to rush up and tear her face. These people are really used to beating her face. There are no signs every time. I covered my face and said word by word: "if you can, I don't want to come back. You want Yan Ruyu to let your son take the divorce agreement. I'll sign it now. I promise any conditions?"
I said that, no matter what they argued and said later, I opened the bedroom door, walked in and locked the door. I didn't want to sleep in the same room with Xiao Lelin and pick up my mobile phone. I struggled in my heart. Do I want to send a text message to Qiu Linyan.
But I didn't come back with Xiao Lelin. I didn't have the face to send him a message. Every time he knew that I compromised because of Xiao Lelin, he would be particularly disappointed and hurt. I don't know if he really fell in love with me.
But those injuries and sadness are true. I can feel that if these can deceive, what else is true in this world? I have nothing and have no capital to calculate.
Finally, I made up my mind and made a call to Qiu Lin. unexpectedly, no one answered the phone at the other end. No one answered it until it rang. Loss and anxiety enveloped my heart. I was even more sad than being slapped by Xiao Lelin.
When I came to the window, I opened the window and let the cold wind at night blow in, trying to ease my anxiety and anxiety. I had lived here for two years, but when I came back here, I was not half calm, and I shouted a word - escape!
The farther you run, the better!