Chapter 184

Looking at Huo Xinyang lying on the balcony, an Zhimo couldn't help feeling that she was cute from the bottom of her heart.

She thought, sure enough, whoever is in love will become a child. Huo Xinyang has obviously been attracted by Zhang Tianhao, but she doesn't want to admit it.

Huo Xinyang looked back and saw an Zhi foam with a smile in the corners of her eyes. Her mood suddenly fell to the bottom of the valley, and an unknown fire ran up.

She glared at an Zhi Mo fiercely, then pointed to her nose and said.

"What are you laughing at? I know. Anyway, now you and my brother are very happy, so you just listen to my words as a joke, don't you?"

An Zhimo didn't mean that at all. She was so frightened that she quickly put away her smile and looked at Huo Xinyang seriously.

However, when Huo Xinyang was upset, he was about to need someone to vent, so poor an Zhimo "honored" to become the first candidate.

"I tell you, don't think your days will be calm in the future. Do you think I don't know your previous things? If you force me to hurry, I'll tell my brother all about it. You'll wait to pack up and get out of this house!"

An Zhi Mo was stunned. She didn't seem to understand what Huo Xinyang said. What she had done before.

However, she was considerate of Huo Xinyang, and she didn't want to quarrel with her.

"Well, don't get excited. That's what I said just now."

Seeing that an Zhimo was soft, Huo Xinyang slightly accepted her anger just now, but she still felt not very enjoyable.

"I'll go downstairs and think about it yourself."

With that, an Zhimo opened the door and went downstairs, leaving Huo Xinyang alone in the room, thinking about where she and Zhang Tianhao should go in the future.

When she came out of the room, an Zhimo couldn't help sighing gently. She knew she shouldn't tell the truth just now. Who knew Huo Xinyang was so angry.

However, an Zhimo thought, Huo Xinyang was like this. His temper came and went quickly, just like a child.

Good times are especially good. I want you to pet her in the palm of your hand, but once her temper comes up, it's really a devastating volcanic disaster.

No matter who is, as long as the person within two meters of her can't be avoided, at least a little spark will fall.

On the other hand, at the home of Huo Xinfei and Feng Zeyang, Huo Xinfei, who had just woke up, turned over and touched her hand habitually, but only touched the cold quilt.

"Zeyang?"

She gave a gentle call, but there was no response. She quickly opened her eyes and saw that the people around her had long disappeared, and his quilt was stacked neatly aside.

Such tidiness seemed a little lonely at this time. Huo Xinfei lowered her eyes, but there was no too much expression on her face.

She calmly got up, groomed, made up, changed her clothes, and came out of the room. She was still a delicate and noble rich lady.

However, under this exquisite makeup, it is the heart that has long become desolate due to emptiness and loneliness.

Downstairs of Zhang Mulin's Hotel, Feng Zeyang, dressed in casual clothes, appeared in the hall again. This time, he took the elevator directly upstairs.

Yes, he said that he wanted to say goodbye to the past and put down the past. The two people didn't disturb each other and lived their own lives from then on.

However, when night fell, the old man appeared in the familiar dream again, and his firm heart was destroyed in an instant.

He loved Zhang Mulin so deeply, and he also believed that Zhang Mulin had returned to himself with the same feelings.

Therefore, he came again, even if there was no result, even if he would never meet or contact again in the future.

He only needs one chance, one that can let him make things clear. A man never wants to leave an image of coward and runner in the heart of his beloved woman.

The elevator tinkled, and Feng Zeyang's heart suddenly lifted up. The moment he stepped out of the elevator door, his steps were as heavy as being tied to an iron chain.

Walking on the soft red carpet in the corridor, his mood was not relaxed at all because of the soft carpet.

Standing at the door of the room where Alice helped him rest that day, Feng Zeyang gently closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

The past scenes reappeared in front of him. He confirmed his heart again. Yes, he must make it clear to Zhang Mulin that he will not regret whatever the consequences are.

After thinking this way, he raised his hand without hesitation and knocked on the door.

The crisp thump echoed in the empty corridor. He stood at the door and waited for a while, but nothing came from the room.

Feng Zeyang frowned and raised his hand again. Just as he was about to knock on the door, the door of another room in the corridor was suddenly opened.

Zhang Mulin, who got up early in the morning, was about to ask Alice to get up for dinner, but unexpectedly, as soon as she opened the door, she saw a man standing at the door of Alice's room.

Feng Zeyang stood with her back to Zhang Mulin, so she didn't know who the man was, but her first reaction was, shouldn't it be Zhang Tianxiang's smelly boy?

She immediately took out the momentum of her mother-in-law and walked seriously towards Alice's room, but before she approached, the other party turned around first.

At the moment when their eyes were opposite, they were stunned. The dusty past burst out from the corner of their heart.

Zhang Mulin, who has always been strong, saw the person in front of her at the moment. Her eyes trembled slightly. How could she meet him here?

"Linlin..."

Feng Zeyang took the lead in opening his mouth. Like that year, he was also the first to pursue Zhang Mulin, but finally, he took the lead in breaking this relationship into the cold palace.

Zhang Mulin immediately pulled her emotions out of the sadness of the past. Now the last thing she wants to see is Feng Zeyang.

She turned around without hesitation. She didn't even want to ask why Feng Zeyang appeared here. She raised her legs and walked quickly towards her room.

"Wait a minute!"

Feng Zeyang hurriedly followed up and grabbed Zhang Mulin's hand. However, Zhang Mulin threw him away the next second.

"Linlin, will you give me a chance to make things clear?"

Feng Zeyang looked at her anxiously. Just now, even for a moment, the touch from the palm of his hand reminded him of the time when he held hands again.

Zhang Mulin stared at her silently without saying a word, but her eyes were unexpectedly calm.