Chapter 339

As soon as Yi Youxia enters the office, Qin Xuelu comes back. She wants to defend her victory.

Yi Youxia really doesn't want to see her, but she's stuck in the Secretariat and can only let her in.

"Mrs. Rong, what are you doing here if you don't get ready for the wedding?"

Qin Xuelu came up to her and put out her finger. The eight carat diamond ring on it was shining in the light. However, that is not love purple heart.

"This is the wedding ring given to me by brother Zhenye. Is it beautiful?" She was elated with laughter.

After just floating one eye, Yi Youxia never saw it again. The light of the diamond ring, like a sharp arrow, penetrated into her heart through her eyes. It couldn't be pulled down and hurt every time she breathed.

"Are you here to show me this?" She had no expression on her face. Her face was like a mask, which covered all her emotions.

"I want to tell you that brother Zhenye is already my husband, and you and he will not have another chance to get back together. You'd better die and stop seducing him Qin Xuelu's eyebrows were horizontal, showing a ferocious color.

"I never planned to get back together with him. Do you have persecution delusion?" She sniffed.

"Who were you with last night?" Qin Xuelu asked.

Yi again summer tiny a Zheng, this just understand her purpose. There is no airtight wall in the world, so let her know so soon.

"He just stayed to take care of me because he was worried that my health would affect the cooperation of Nanhai. Don't get me wrong."

"Of course, I believe in my husband. He loves me very much, but I don't believe you. You can't stop a cheap woman who wants to get into a man's bed. So, please don't meet my husband again, otherwise don't blame me for being impolite. " She used a warning and threatening tone, but her life is in her hands, want to let her die, is a matter of minutes.

Yi again summer ha ha sneered two, ridicule means full, "small three one upper position, as expected began to rampant."

Qin Xuelu's face turned blue and white. "Brother Zhenye loves me. It's always me. Therefore, I've never been a junior. You're the junior of our feelings."

"Since you are so confident, why come to me? If he wants to love you, he won't go to other women. If he doesn't love you, even if you are on guard day and night, you can't prevent him from cheating." Yi Youxia takes the green tea on the table and takes a sip. He tries his best to be natural. He loses his husband, but he can't lose some momentum.

"After the wedding, brother Zhenye will stay by my side wholeheartedly. You and Bai Lan don't want to take advantage of it." She stamped her foot and slammed the door out.

Yi again summer collapsed on the chair like collapse, all of a sudden she understood the meaning of a sentence, only see new smile, not old cry. New people always show their sweetness and love in front of people, while old people can only hide in the corner and cry silently.

Sunday's wedding is very low-key, very low-key. Rong Zhenye only has Xiao Qi and Mai Wenyan here. Even Jing Haoyang didn't invite him. Mai Wenyan is the best man. Qin Xuelu invited all her friends over. Yuan Qi Nan and Qin Xue Yao are the only two representatives of relatives and friends.

Qin Xuelu was disappointed that there was no church, no priest, and no exciting scene in her imagination. But she didn't dare to ask too much. She knew that Rong Zhenye's promise to give her a wedding was a great gift, and he was severely reprimanded by Rong Chengyun for it.

Yi Xia didn't go again. She went back to Yangcheng alone and was shut up in longtingfenghua by herself.

Here are the best memories of her and Rong Zhenye.

Their feelings start here and end here.

From now on, she will try to forget him and get used to the days without him.

Today, she allowed herself to cry indulgently once more. For the last time, she will no longer cry for this man.

Thinking, tears out of her eyes, she buried her head in the pillow, pillow surface so smooth, so soft, just like her fragile will.

Soon the pillow was wet, but her tears were still surging. Her tears were like the flood of sluice gate, flowing and flowing, as if she wanted to flow away all the pain and all the sadness.

Her mind is full of the shadow of Rong Zhenye, the picture of him wearing a black dress and Qin Xuelu entering the wedding hall, or the happy smile on their faces. These pictures are like the variant close-up shots in the movie. They rush at her repeatedly, like a sharp blade, slashing from her heart.

She clenched her teeth in pain, and there was a cold sweat on her forehead.

The night wind blowing in from the open window cools her blood, scatters her will and cools her heart.

All of a sudden, a rapid doorbell broke all her thoughts.

She wiped the tears on her face, went to the door and took a look from the cat's eye. It turned out to be Xia Yuhan.

How did he come here?

She vibrated violently and didn't open the door. Today, she just wants to be alone and cry quietly.But the doorbell is still ringing. Xia Yuhan doesn't mean to leave. It seems that she is in it.

She had no choice but to open the door.

"Yuhan, how do you know I'm here?" Her voice is very hoarse.

Xia Yuhan heard it, and her eyes swept gently on her red and swollen eyes, without moving her voice. "ChuChu elder sister said you came to Yangcheng, you didn't call me, so I guess you came here."

"Oh." She answered in a low voice, went back to the sofa and sat down. She was so tired, physically and mentally, that she could hardly stand.

"You cried." Xia Yuhan sits beside her, and her voice is faint.

"No, the sand just blew into my eyes." She dropped her head to hide.

Xia Yuhan sighed heavily, "I know today is Rong Zhenye's wedding day, so you hide here."

"I'm sorry, Yuhan. I'm sorry." She said repeatedly, full of guilt. She lost her heart to Rong Zhenye, who should have given it to him, and could never redeem it again.

"I don't blame you. I'll give you time to forget him." Xia Yuhan hugged her shoulder, the ancients said: one step wrong, full set lost, now he seems to have fallen to this point. But he doesn't want to give up and give up. Rong Zhenye has quit. He can win her back again.

Yiyouxia buried his head in his arms, just like an ostrich trying to hide himself, "I'm a bad woman, you shouldn't waste time for me any more."

"No, it's because I didn't cherish you, that's what's going on today." An extreme sadness emerges from Xia Yuhan's chest. Fate is really a strange thing. Once you miss it, it's like you can't have it any more.

"Yuhan, shall we get married?" She mumbled that her voice was weak and weak, but he heard it clearly. A little star appeared in her dark eyes, "You Xia, what did you say just now?" He couldn't believe it for fear that he had heard the wrong thing.

"Shall we get married?" She repeated, raising her voice. It should have been a happy thing, but her tone was disheartened.

Xia Yuhan didn't realize it. His heart suddenly flew up. He grabbed her shoulder, helped her up and let her look at herself. "Are you serious?"

"Well." She nods. Rong Zhenye has his own family and life, and she should have her own. Only in this way can she die and die.

"Great, Youxia, you finally agreed to marry me." Xia Yuhan excitedly embraces her in his arms. Even if she is stimulated by Rong Zhenye's marriage, he doesn't care as long as she is willing to marry him.

Yi again summer raised a hand to return to embrace him, if the heart that exports can't take back again, she will use the remaining time to compensate him.

"Yuhan, let's hold an engagement ceremony first. After I have injected the last antidote, we will hold a wedding. I want to be a healthy bride."

"Well, I'll do what you say." Xia Yuhan nods with a smile.

Yi Youxia stayed in Yangcheng for two days to go back. Xia Yuhan stayed with her these two days, not letting her have time to grieve, not letting her have time to think about Rong Zhenye.

Back to Longcheng, Yi Youxia fangruo was reborn, changed his old melancholy, and had a calm smile on his face. However, this smile is just a mask to hide the broken heart in my chest.

Lost love, but not lost dignity, she does not let the enemy see her weakness, will not give them the opportunity to be elated.

The charity auction held in Century Square is Rong Zhenye's first meeting with Yi Youxia after his marriage. Each of them has a partner.

Beside him is his new wife Qin Xuelu, and beside her is fiance Xia Yuhan.

Her ring finger is wearing a big pink diamond ring given by Xia Yuhan. She deliberately wears the ring on her ring finger. She wants to announce to everyone, especially Rong Zhenye, that she is going to get married. The engagement ceremony is scheduled for the sixth day of next month, and the wedding date is scheduled for the golden autumn of October, both of which are auspicious days.

Rong Zhenye saw the ring at a glance. It was so shining and dazzling, as if he was declaring war on him to seize all his possession.

"Are you two close?" Qin Xuelu asked deliberately.

"The sixth day of next month is my engagement ceremony with Yuhan."

Yi Youxia's slow tone is like a breeze, but it sets off a huge tsunami in Rong Zhenye's heart. He didn't show it. He had an iceberg face that remained unchanged for thousands of years. All his expressions seemed to be frozen, and even a little mood leaking from his pupils was frozen quickly. No one could see that his heart was bleeding at the moment.

"Congratulations." Qin Xuelu's words come from her heart. She wants Yi Youxia to get married quickly, so that she will lose a rival.

"Thank you." Yi and Xia smile, stretch out an arm to hold Xia Yuhan's arm, a pair of delicate appearance of bird in person, "why didn't you go to honeymoon?" She deliberately used a casual tone, as if just casually asked.