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Since he didn't want her to talk, right? You don't want to talk to her, do you? It would be best not to speak to her for the rest of his life.

She was warm and cold, and he was on her. Let's see who can last until the end!

Along the way, the two of them didn't say a word, not even a word of bickering.

Warmth turned his head to look at the scenery that flashed past the window, and his fine eyebrows wrinkled up. The black car directly went through the most bustling street of Hokkaido and then quickly ran towards the suburbs. *

Looking at the boundless wilderness, there was only a vague shadow of a hill in the distance, nothing else.

She couldn't help but wonder where exactly she was going to be taken away to. Furthermore, she had a strange feeling in her heart. It made her very unhappy.

I thought this trip would be fun, but... Too bad.

She really regretted her visit with Iowa. Ben, he really wants to get back home and draw a clear line with him.

The car sped along, finally arriving at an unremarkable commercial district in the suburbs. The environment, however, was very good.

Looking at the house in front of her, Warmth couldn't help but be surprised. Was Yi Hao going to live in this house? He doesn't think of it as crude, or anything else?

She was still trying to figure out what he was thinking when the car skidded to a stop. Without the warmth she had expected, she flew right into the front seat, her forehead hitting the front seat, and she almost cried out in pain.

"How do you drive? You must be tired of living! " When Yi Hao saw that his warm forehead had hit the front seat, he immediately shouted at the driver angrily. *

When the driver saw Yi Hao's sullen face from the rearview mirror, he was so scared that his body trembled and he quickly apologized, "Young Master, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't do it on purpose! There was a woman crossing the road just now, I really didn't do it on purpose! "

The driver was so scared that he turned pale when he saw that Warm was still covering his forehead with his hand and his head as if he had hit something heavy.

"Wifey, did it hurt? Are you hurt? " He wanted to see the wound on her forehead, but she wouldn't give him the chance. He turned and looked out the window.

When Yi Hao saw her ignore him, he wanted to continue asking, but his attention was attracted by a woman's voice outside the car. He couldn't help but look up.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't do it on purpose, I'm sorry!" The woman who had just crossed the street kept bowing and apologizing. She had no intention of looking up, her pitiful eyes staring straight at the back of the car.

After she finished apologizing, the woman turned around and ran towards the opposite street, as if she was chasing after someone.

However, when his sharp eyes fell on the woman's small face, he immediately glared at her. Without giving it a second thought, he pushed open the door of the car and chased after her.

Warmth saw him get out of the car and chase a woman for no reason, so she followed him.

Ihao hurried to the other side of the street, but the woman ran quickly and disappeared into the street in the blink of an eye. Ihao searched the street in confusion, and then his gaze fell on a small street.

His instinct was right. After running along the path for a few minutes, he saw the woman.

However, when he saw that woman doing something, Yi Hao felt his entire body stiffen. His heart tightened as he stood there motionlessly, looking at her with eyes filled with pain.

When she caught up with him, she saw that he was just standing there looking straight at the woman who seemed to be rummaging through the trash cans for junk food. She looked at him in confusion, wondering why he was interested in a beggar. She didn't go over, but stood not far from him, looking at him.

He didn't know how long he looked at the woman, but when he saw her putting some of the leftovers from the trash into plastic bags and preparing to leave, he couldn't stop himself. He rushed forward, tore the bag from the woman's hand, and shouted at her, "What are you doing?"

The woman was obviously shocked by the person who had suddenly jumped out. She raised her head, but when she saw Yi Hao's appearance, her expression changed. Without thinking, she threw Yi Hao's hand away, turned around, and ran away.

When Yi Hao saw the woman looking at him, he immediately turned around and ran as if he was looking at a devil. He didn't know whether to feel heartache, anger, or deep regret, but he didn't move. He just stood there and roared loudly at the woman, "Yue Yue Yue, since you're not dead yet, why aren't you looking for me?"

Warmth saw the woman run away, and was about to ask who she was, but before she could take a step, her whole body froze when she heard him addressing her, and she looked up at the woman in surprise.

Yue Yue?!

Was she Yue Yue? Wasn't she dead? Why did it...?

Warmth shook her head in disbelief. She turned around, wanting to leave, but she couldn't.

Yue Yue couldn't help but shiver when she heard Yi Hao's questions. She lowered her head and spoke in a very low voice. "I'm sorry, you got the wrong person. I'm not Yue Yue!

She ran as fast as she could go, but he was faster. He grabbed her arm, his eyes red with anger, anger, or whatever it was.

"What are you running away from? "You are Yue Yue, why are you unwilling to admit it?" Ihao took Yue Yue's arm and shook it vigorously. His voice was loud and clear, so loud that even she could not help but shiver when she heard it, and she knew the anger in his heart.

Yue Yue Yue seemed to be shocked by Yi Hao's appearance. She panicked and struggled violently, and before Yi Hao could feel her spirit leaving her body, she broke free from Yi Hao's imprisonment, turned around, and ran away.

Yi Hao reflexively wanted to chase after her, but considering the warmth of the place, he had no choice but to whisper, "Warm, go back to the car first and let the driver take you back. I'll be right back!"

Without waiting for a reply, Yi Hao turned around and chased after him.

Warmth stood on the street and watched as Ihao's figure slowly disappeared into the distance. Unknowingly, she actually laughed out loud.

She actually wanted to cry, but she didn't know why she was laughing. Furthermore, she was laughing so happily.

After standing in place for who knows how long, Warmth finally turned around and returned to the car. It was just that a sense of unease arose in her heart.

Yue Yue, it's not like she doesn't know that Ihao once loved a woman, and that he personally admitted that she was his most beloved woman. Did her reappearance mean that she was about to lose him?!

At this thought, Warmth suddenly laughed again in a low voice. As Kos laughed, she began to cry. She did not know why she wanted to laugh, much less why she wanted to cry. All she knew was that her heart ached and the pain was akin to the twisting of a knife.

Ihao was with her again only because he thought Yue Yue was dead, wasn't he? And did Yue Yue's reappearance mean that he would choose her, and would never choose her again?

Thinking of how he had gone after her without a care for her feelings, of how he had panicked, of how he had treated her, and of how he had buried his head between his knees.

"Young Mistress, what's wrong?" the driver whispered in the rearview mirror as he looked at the woman huddled in the back seat, hugging her knees, head buried, and crying softly.

Warmth didn't pay attention to the driver. Instead, she cried out for a while before saying in a low voice, "Let's drive!"

"Yes sir!" Seeing that he was in a bad mood, the driver didn't ask any more questions. Instead, he respectfully replied. Finally, he stepped on the accelerator and quickly ran towards the location that Ihao had instructed him to go.

When she returned to her new residence, she didn't have the mood to see how the environment was and how the room was arranged. She just went into the bathroom, put on hot water, and lay down inside.

She lay on her back in the bathtub, staring at the ceiling for a long time. She had to clear her mind quickly so that she wouldn't get hurt again. She didn't know why, but she had a feeling that Yue Yue Yue's reappearance would cause a great deal of harm to her, and that her life would also change drastically. She didn't want to be hurt again, especially not by Yi Hao.

Therefore, she had to quickly find a way to save herself. She had to make the most intelligent and correct decision in the shortest amount of time.

But the thought of being abandoned again, or whatever it was, still brought tears to her eyes. That woman won. Just based on the pitiful scene of picking up trash to eat, she won.

To be able to move a man and leave his heart was to make him feel guilt and heartache. The scene just now had made even her heartache, let alone the man who had loved her deeply before.

His heart, inexplicably, was in pain, especially when he thought of how Ihao would bring the poor woman to her and tell her that he was responsible for her. He felt so heartbroken that he couldn't even breathe.

Somehow, she felt cold. Warm warmth felt like every cell in her body was surrounded by cold, so without thinking, she directly let go of the hot water in the bathtub and pressed the button to let out the hot water. However, no matter how hot and how hot the water was, she was still cold. Moreover, it was getting colder and colder to the point that it was almost about to freeze her whole body … Chapter 236 - Prelude to Dangerous Waves 8

It was unknown how long the bath lasted before Warmth came out of the bathroom. After changing into a small bathrobe, she walked into the living room and casually glanced at the clock on the wall. Right now the clock showed 2: 15 AM. *

Warmth walked to the wide window. Through the reflection of her figure on the glass, she saw that her eyes were as beautiful as usual. However, the light that radiated from inside was indeed blurry and cold.

Focusing and looking through the transparent glass and its reflection, Warmth could see the dim neon lights outside. They looked especially blurry under the contrast of the drizzling rain. As he looked, Warmth's lips curled up into a cold smile.

He reached out his hand and pulled the curtain shut. The dim light of the neon lamp, the pitch-black night, the drizzling rain and his reflection all disappeared from his sight.

Warmth raised his hand to straighten his hair, lazily walked to the wine cabinet, took out a bottle of red wine, poured a glass, and then sat on the sofa, drinking without a word.

However, her mind was not as calm as it seemed on the surface, but she was desperately thinking many things.

This time, no matter what, she wouldn't let herself get hurt again. She could tolerate others hurting her the first time, the second time, but she definitely wouldn't let him hurt her the third time. *

Leng Kui was right. Men were unreliable, and no one else in the world was.

In a desperate situation, don't expect others to help you, but instead think of ways to save yourself and allow yourself to jump out of the desperate situation.

Emotions could be moved, but not by oneself. If you had the ability, then let them be moved by you. In this way, the one injured would never be you.

Thinking of this time, he actually jumped in like a fool, and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of Warmth's mouth. What was her result this time? The same as thirteen years ago, or the same as three years ago?

Was Yi Hao leaving without saying goodbye, or was he going to hurt her again and leave in a gorgeous manner?

Thinking of this, Warmth couldn't help but take a deep breath. Annoyed, she finished the entire glass of red wine in one gulp, then put down her wine glass with a heavy thud. She was about to get up and go to her room to sleep. No matter what the result, she suddenly realized something very important. It was that she and Ihao were not suitable, not at all. Being together was a mistake, no matter what, a mistake.

It was still Leng Kui who had the foresight, it was still Leng Kui who was clear as day.

Was it too late for her to regret?

The moment Warmth stood up from the sofa, he heard the bodyguard at the door respectfully shout, "Young Master!"

When she heard him return, her eyes flickered slightly. She didn't know how to face him, or whether she was subconsciously afraid of hearing him say no to her, or of leaving her, but she hurried back to her room and locked the door behind her.

She pressed her back against the door and held her breath as she listened to Ihao's approach, her small hands clenched into fists for some reason or other.

"Crack ~" The door was twisted. The sound of movement made her heart tighten. However, because she knew that it was locked from the outside, she heaved a sigh of relief.

Yi Hao stood outside the door and tried to wrench the lock a few times, but it wouldn't budge. Knowing that the door was locked from the inside, he frowned. Because of the light rain, the black strands of hair in front of his forehead were somewhat moist. His white shirt had also been soaked by the rain.

Although he appeared to be in a sorry state, his sorry state was filled with a hint of cynicism and cynicism. Waves of uninhibited beauty.

"Wife, open the door!" Yi Hao shouted as he tried to open the door a few times.

Hearing the word "wife", Warmth did not know what she felt in her heart. She only knew that she wanted to cry. She did not know how long this title would last for.

He walked over to the bed and snuggled up to it. Going up, wanting to rest. She didn't know why, but she was so tired, so tired, so tired that she didn't have any strength left in her body.

So it turned out that mental exhaustion was indeed stronger than physical strength. Physical exhaustion was even more terrifying.

If one's body was tired, they could rest for a night, or even a few days. However, as long as one's heart was tired, they would feel old. Looking at everything, they would feel as if they had experienced many vicissitudes of life.

With this thought suddenly popping into her mind, she smiled warmly. How could she? She was only 21 years old. How could she be considered old? She was in her youth, how could she be old?

Warmth closed his eyes and prepared to sleep. She was still Miss Leng Feng, that cold-blooded, emotionless woman. In these three years, if she could become like this, she would definitely be able to do it as well!

She was Miss Leng Feng, the daughter of the big brother of the underworld who had once commanded the entire gang in Port Han.

But as soon as she closed her eyes, Win heard the sound of Ihao's footsteps as he turned to leave.

Hearing that he left, her lips curled up in a cold smile. Just how long did she let him stay outside the door for? He actually didn't have the slightest bit of patience. It seemed like she really didn't have an important place in his heart.

Forget it, let's not think about it anymore. In any case, she would return to Gold Three tomorrow. In the future, they would have nothing to do with each other.

Half an hour later, Warmth was already drowsy, but when he heard the door lock again, he was jolted awake. He wanted to sit up to see what was going on, but a faint light shot through the door.

Warmth was a bit speechless. This man actually found someone to pry open the door when he saw that she wouldn't open the door for him.

He didn't know how to face Ihao, so he chose to lie down on the bed. Pretend to sleep.

When he came in, he closed the door behind him and walked quietly to the bed. He looked down at her and saw that she was sleeping soundly. He looked at her for a moment, then sat down on the edge of the bed and leaned over and kissed her on her warm forehead.

"Wife, I'm sorry!" He only said five words, then got up and left.