Chapter 400

Shen Fengming doesn't love her, don't want her

"Daddy

A shadow flashed in front of him. Bo tingmeng opened the door and rushed into Shen Fengming's arms. He cried and sobbed.

"Dad, don't leave us, don't leave us."

Shen Fengming didn't move when he stood. He pinched his fingers. He was cold and heartless.

Seems to feel his ruthlessness, thin court panic.

He immediately hugged his leg and cried: "Dad, did Mommy make you angry? Don't blame her. I apologize for Mommy. Don't want us. I'll be good. Please!"

Bo Ting sat on the floor, crying.

Ye Xingyi can't look down. He rushes to hold Bo ting and pats Bo ting on the back. He also tears silently. Don't cry.

Looking at this scene, Shen Fengming silently clenched his hand, finally did not start, low drink: "go, you go out!"

Ye Xingyi looks at him inconceivably. Bo Ting is crying like this. What did the man just say? Get them out of here?

"Don't you hear me? I'll let you out! Go away

Shen Fengming grabs Ye Xingyi's back collar and pushes her out of the door, then slams the door in front of her face!

Seeing the closed door, Bo Ting sobbed, then turned his head and wailed.

"Mommy, dad doesn't want us anymore. Did I do it wrong?"

Holding thin court, ye Xingyi also silently shed tears.

Clenching her lower lip, she cried and comforted: "it's not your fault, it's Mommy's fault, it's not boting's fault."

The mother and son squatted outside the door and cried for a long time. The voice passed to the room through the thin door. Shen Fengming hung his face and listened silently.

"Do you really want to go?"

Suddenly a helpless voice came out, Shen Fengming slightly side head, looking at Lingyu from the dark place, silently drooping eyes.

"I've made up my mind to leave in a while."

They were crying a lot.

Ling Yu eyes over Shen Fengming, staring at the door, seems to be able to see through the door outside the miserable scene.

Always cold expression, at the moment also moved.

"If you do this, aren't you afraid that Bo Ting will hate you one day?"

Shen Fengming didn't speak. He kept silent and listened to the voice outside the door.

Mother and son seem to be tired of crying and are going downstairs.

"It doesn't matter, as long as..."

Suddenly, Shen Fengming's cheek twitched, and his forehead was full of sweat.

He fiercely covered his head and knelt down in pain.

"President."

Ling Yu startled, a lunge past, put him up, gently put on the sofa.

"Where's your medicine?"

Shen Fengming opened his eyes and pointed to the room, "in the room, in the drawer of the bedside table!"

Let go of Shen Fengming. Ling Yu blows into the room like a wind. After taking the medicine, she rushes out. She unscrewes the bottle cap and pours out two pills and water to help Shen Fengming take it.

After a while, Shen Fengming breathes out a long breath and stares at the ceiling with dull eyes.

"I'm fine."

He spoke in silence, his voice hoarse.

"They just left. You go out and see them off. Don't let them have an accident."

Ling Yu obviously doesn't want to go, but Shen Fengming insists on it. She can only nod silently and get up and walk out of the house.

Looking back at the scene in the room, Ling Yu quietly closes the door.

If it wasn't for the president's ban, I'm afraid he would have told ye Xingyi everything now.

But Ling Yu understands that with Ye Xingyi's temperament, he will never give up.

Black heavy eyes staring at the lost mother and son, Lingyu thought in her heart, I'm afraid she will know without his own words.

Just hope, hurry up

Take out the mobile phone, Lingyu canceled the recent flight.

Then get into the driver's seat, prepare to drive the car past Ye Xing and move aside, pretending to bump into him accidentally.

As a result, Ling Yu moves and stares at the car that stops in front of him.

It's like Jiang Qingyuan's car.

Lower the window, Jiang Qingyuan called at a loss, continue to move forward Ye Xingyi: "Xingyi!"

Suddenly hear Jiang Qingyuan's voice, the leaf star moves all over a will, then fiercely raises a head.

"Jiang Qingyuan, how do you..." Ye Xingyi looked around and found that he unconsciously took Bo ting to a strange street.

"Where is this?" As soon as she was completely immersed in her own world, she lost her way as she walked.

Bo Ting was tired of crying and fell asleep with tears in her arms.

Seeing the mother and son shrinking in the wind, Jiang Qingyuan's eyes flashed a touch, and waved: "come on in, the wind is strong, and Bo Ting wants to catch cold."

Look down, cry tired Bo Ting, ye Xingyi nodded on the car, Ling Yu drove Ye Xing back, all the way, the atmosphere in the car, very dull.

All the way back, ye Xingyi looks like a fool. Jiang Qingyuan doesn't know how to speak. He escorts them upstairs first.

Gently put the thin Court on the bed to cover the quilt, ye Xingyi touched the thin court cry red face and then came out.

Jiang Qingyuan sat on the sofa waiting for her. Seeing her coming out, he asked, "what happened?"

Ye Xingyi was silent and his face turned pale for a moment.

Seeing this, Jiang Qingyuan was more suspicious: "what's the matter?"

Ye Xingyi shakes his head and refuses to speak.

Jiang Qingyuan had to guess: "it's about Shen Fengming?"

In fact, Jiang Qingyuan has been paying close attention to Ye Xingyi's whereabouts. He thought that after their divorce, ye Xingyi and Shen Fengming could live a happy life again.

But I didn't see Shen Fengming come back all the time.

It's no accident that Jiang Qingyuan has been following Ye Xingyi. To tell the truth, it's said that Shen Fengming didn't marry Ye Xingyi.

He also transferred all the inheritance to Ye Xingyi and went to live in a shabby rental house.

He was completely surprised. What is Shen Fengming doing?

"I went to find Fengming."

Ye Xingyi finally opens his mouth and droops his eyes. The whole person is as pale as a ghost.

"But he didn't want me."

"What?" Jiang Qingyuan is a little inexplicable, so, "why?"

With that, Jiang Qingyuan himself subconsciously began to doubt the reason, is it because of the relationship between Ye Xingyi and himself?

Jiang Qingyuan subconsciously felt a bit absurd. According to what he heard, Shen Fengming didn't seem to be the kind of narrow-minded person.

But seeing ye Xingyi's fragile appearance, Jiang Qingyuan decides to comfort people first.

"In fact, sometimes what some people say is not necessarily true."

Seeing that ye Xingyi was expressionless, he continued: "maybe it's for some reason."

This is also Jiang Qingyuan's subconscious idea. Shen Fengming's feelings for ye Xingyi are affirmative.

But they are not together. There must be some reason why they have to!

"Why?"

Ye Xingyi tired face buried in the palm, distressed: "he said he did not love me, we have ended."

A heartbreaking sob came from between my fingers: "I don't know what to do?"

Seeing ye Xing's face falling with tears, Jiang Qingyuan can't help feeling a pain.

Subconsciously thought, if it is because of his relationship with Ye Xingyi that Shen Fengming misunderstood, does he have to take some responsibility?

I don't know how to comfort the woman in front of me. Jiang Qingyuan stays in the room with Ye Xingyi for a while, and then leaves.

But he didn't go back to his apartment. Instead, he went back to the dilapidated apartment.

All the way up, in his suit and shoes, he received the attention of his neighbors.

The neighbors in this neighborhood have never really seen several people of this rank in their whole life, but they have seen them one after another for some unknown reason.

Completely ignoring the surrounding eyes, Jiang Qingyuan goes to the second room on the tenth floor, and then reaches out and knocks on the door.

Dong Dong Dong.

Three, the law is incomparable, not light or heavy.

Then he heard footsteps approaching, and someone came to open the door.

Jiang Qingyuan put down his hand and took the opportunity to scan around.

There are still litter in the corridor. There are a lot of small labels on the walls, such as unlocking the door, opening the toilet, and some ghost symbols sprayed by spray paint. The whole environment is dirty and shabby.

Jiang Qingyuan was a little surprised. Shen's president transferred all his property to his ex wife and children. He lived in a place like a rat's nest.

Why?

Is frowning deep thought, in front of the door suddenly opened, and then a indifferent and resolute face exposed.

Two people face each other, each silent for a second or two.

"Lingtezhu." Jiang Qingyuan first said hello, slightly up the corner of his mouth, showing a polite and alienated smile, how can you be here?

"This sentence should I ask you, Mr. Jiang, this is..." Ling Yu has no expression.

"I'm here to visit president Shen. I don't know if he's in."

Ling Yushan was standing in front of him. Jiang Qingyuan went over his shoulder and looked into the dark room. He seemed to see a pale hand emerging from the corner of the wine red sofa.

There was a man lying on the sofa, and it was a man.

"We Shen is not here, please..." Ling Yu eyebrows up a pick, expression quickly cold a few minutes, it seems that Jiang Qingyuan is not welcome to come in.

With one hand, he was about to close the door. Jiang Qingyuan subconsciously stretched out his hand to hold the door. He could hardly hold the smile on his lips.

Now that I've come to visit you, I can't go back.

Really want to use the trick, suddenly, the hands on the sofa Yang Yang, a low and steady voice sounded.

"Ling Yu, let him in."

Ling Yu frowns. His expression is obviously unwilling. He stares at Jiang Qingyuan.

Jiang Qingyuan quickly raised his smiling face and asked gently, "your boss has let me in. Don't you get out of the way?"

In Ling Yu's eyes, a smiley face is like a white faced man, which is very annoying.

To visit the president?

Ling Yu sneers. I'm afraid it's not the door-to-door sarcasm that declares sovereignty, right?

He doesn't want to let Jiang Qingyuan in, but the president has already said that he can't disobey.

With one breath, he opened the door and made way.

Creak, creak.

Shen Fengming, who is lying on the sofa, slowly sits up. Jiang Qingyuan is walking past. Facing the backlight, he sees the thin figure. His face gradually turns around, which is better than the man in the impression.

Mental momentum, a few levels worse!

The original Shen Fengming pays great attention to the image. He can control the market whenever he goes out.

But the man at this moment, there is pain between the eyebrows, although the expression is calm, but the thin and pale look is like a tuberculosis ghost.