Fang Jinghao's reaction made Li Xiaoyun feel panicked and at a loss as to what to do.
In comparison, she would rather he get angry at herself.
She knew that the thing she couldn't resist the most was his tenderness.
Li Xiaoyun's body was as stiff as a stick, she lowered her head and tried to ignore Fang Jinghao's tender eyes.
Because past experience told her that she would always be immersed in the heart-grabbing traps he compiled without knowing it.
"What's wrong?
Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
His fingers tightened visibly, "Are you still afraid of me?"
There was a trace of confusion and annoyance on his face, and this expression touched the softest part of Li Xiaoyun's heart.
Li Xiaoyun forced her mind not to think wildly.
She said in as cold and distant a voice as possible: "I will leave Century tomorrow."
Fang Jinghao raised his eyebrows and said, "That's good.
Didn't I tell you not to stay in that damn place a long time ago?"
Li Xiaoyun tugged at the corner of her bitter mouth, "I want to go to Zhou Yuchen's place.
Isn't this good?"
"What did you say?"
Fang Jinghao lowered his voice as much as possible, as if he was trying to control the anger in his chest, "Did you leave Century because of him?"
"That's right, why don't you know yet?
Didn't Zhao Meng tell you?"
Li Xiaoyun asked expressionlessly.
The name Zhao Meng did not cause any fluctuation on Fang Jinghao's face.
He seemed to be more interested in Zhou Yuchen's affairs.
"Has Zhou Yuchen ever looked for you?"
"Yes, he has been going there every day recently, and he has threatened me with the little sisters around me.
I have no choice but to follow him.
I have already told my sworn brother that I will leave tomorrow."
Li Xiaoyun said straightforwardly said.
"So, you have already decided."
Fang Jinghao stared at her coldly, his eyes became indifferent, and his whole body exuded a cold temperament.
He let go of Li Xiaoyun's hand and asked, "Then what are you doing?
Why did you come to me?"
Li Xiaoyun's heart throbbed hard, as if the connection with her body had been severed by a knife, and she slowly fell into the bottomless abyss.
Fang Jinghao stared at Li Xiaoyun fiercely, his eyes full of anger, "You came to provoke me on purpose, right?"
He pressed forward step by step, "You want to see how regretful I am and how you want me to let go.
To keep you in a lowly manner is In the final analysis, it is my fault that this situation has happened today.
It was me who pushed you further and further away, sending you into Zhou Yuchen’s arms, and then you asked me to stamp my feet and beat my chest, and regret that I should have done it in the first place.
This way you will be very happy and satisfied, right?”
Fang Jinghao took a step closer without saying a word.
He grabbed Li Xiaoyun's arm tightly.
Their faces were so close that they were almost touching each other.
Li Xiaoyun could feel his rapid and hot breath blowing directly on her face.
"Are you really going to do that?"
Li Xiaoyun felt that she must be crazy.
After all, she was too poisoned by Fang Jinghao.
She looked at his face infatuatedly and asked, "Will you regret so much because of those things in the past?"
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"Li Xiaoyun looked deeply into his eyes She could even see her own reflection in his dark and bright eyes.
Her voice trembled slightly as she continued to ask: "If time could go back to the moment when we first met, would you still allow Zhou Yuchen to bully you?"
Do you torture me?"
The lines on Fang Jinghao's face became obviously stiff.
He looked at Li Xiaoyun blankly, as if some emotion was fluctuating and brewing in his eyes.
He pushed Li Xiaoyun away suddenly and turned his head to the side.
Is this question really difficult to answer?
If it were Zhao Meng, he would definitely not let others get involved.
What else is she expecting?
Hasn't she already told herself that everything has nothing to do with her?
Why can't she still care about his opinions and feelings?
After being silent for a long time, Fang Jinghao turned around, looked at her with a pale face, and said coldly: "What's the point of talking about it now?
Didn't I humbly ask for your forgiveness before?
What else do you want?"
I’ll make it up to you and start over with you, but what about you?
How did you reject me then?
Don’t tell me that you’ve forgotten everything
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