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Chapter 64: The Struggle of the Heart


Jiang Ruoxi turned her head and glanced at him, with a faint curl of her lips and a very faint smile.

However, Lei Yuting knew that she was telling him that she was fine and that she was fine.

Lei Yuting watched the white figure walk into the elevator.

She was not good.

She was not good at all.

Why was she always like this?

It was like this a year ago and it is still like this a year later.

In her heart, she always puts others first.

What about herself?

In the past year, he has not been by her side.

How much suffering has she suffered alone?

How much grievance has she endured alone?

He regretted that he should not have been soft-hearted and agreed to his mother's request and left her alone.

However, now that he was in this situation, could things be undone?

She avoids him at all and always keeps a distance from him.

How should he restore her?

After Jiang Ruoxi went to Manager Chen to say sorry, she walked out of the Minghao Hotel.

The wind at night was so cold.

Only then did she remember that her coat was still dropped in the banquet hall.

She rubbed her arms with her hands.

Walking on the streets late at night.

Dragging heavy steps, she walked a few steps, but it was only a few steps.

The next second, Jiang Ruoxi ran quickly.

She wanted to escape, she wanted to escape far away, but she could escape for a while, how could she escape?

Got it forever Even if it's just for the time being, she has to give herself some time.

She ran for a long time until she could no longer run, until her tired legs became weak, until she could no longer breathe.

Jiang Ruoxi stopped, and the chill in her whole body became even worse, making her tremble constantly.

She squatted on the side of the road, her nose was sore, and two lines of clear tears fell silently.

How could she cry?

How could she shed tears so easily?

She had been wronged so many times before, but why did she feel so wronged this time?

Was it because of him?

No, it's impossible.

Why should she care about him?

He's giving her a cold shoulder.

He's pretending not to know her, right?

However, the tears in his eyes still couldn't stop flowing down, and he just cried as if no one was watching.

Occasionally passers-by passed by her and looked at her strangely, but no one came forward to care about her.

Not far away, a black Cayenne parked there, its eyes staring closely at her not far away.

"Boss, are you bullying my sister-in-law?"

Pang Jie asked in a low voice.

Leng Yan said nothing, just turned his head and glared at him fiercely.

"Boss, you don't have to be like this.

As soon as I received your call, I dropped everything and rushed over.

I followed my sister-in-law to protect her.

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Why are you staring at me?

I also care about my sister-in-law."

Pang Jie sat in the passenger seat. , looked at Leng Yan.

A serious look on his face.

"You have too many things to do.

I'm interrupting your good things, right?

You can go now.

No matter how busy you are or how late you are, I won't bother you."

Leng Yan revealed his thoughts before Pang Jie closed his eyes.

On the lips.

Pang Jie opened the car door, stepped out of the car with one foot, and turned his head again, "Boss, why don't you go get my sister-in-law back?

She has been squatting there for almost an hour.

It's so cold.

What if she gets sick?"

” "There are still many things going on.

Let's deal with things tonight.

I don't want what happened tonight to be reported tomorrow.

If it is reported, you will bear the consequences."

Leng Yan opened his thin lips lightly and said coldly.

"No, no, don't worry, boss."

Pang Jie quickly got out of the car, closed the door, walked to another black Mercedes-Benz behind, and sped away.

Leng Yan rolled down the car window and looked at Jiang Ruoxi across the street.

How could she be so stubborn that she dared to go work part-time behind his back?

If he hadn't gone to Manager Chen to verify, he wouldn't have known she was already there.

Why did she work part-time in the Western restaurant of Minghao Hotel for so long?

She wanted money, and he had already given it to her.

Wasn't it enough for her?

He didn't care about the earrings at all, and he didn't want to know what was going on.

What he wants to know most now is what Jiang Ruoxi wants.

Is she trying every possible way to escape from him?

Is she still thinking of sleeping and flying with Lei Yuting?

No matter what she thought, she still thought everything was too simple.

How could he let her escape from him so easily?

He opened the car door, took big steps, and walked towards Jiang Ruoxi.

Jiang Ruoxi buried her head and sobbed softly until a pair of shiny black leather shoes caught her eyes and cast a dark shadow.

She just raised her head and looked at the man in front of her with tearful eyes.

Is it him?

Jiang Ruoxi smiled bitterly.

She must have seen it wrong.

How could Leng Yan, who treated her like a stranger, appear here?

Leng Yan took off his suit jacket and put it on her body, "Go home" "It's really you."

Jiang Ruoxi's voice became hoarse after crying for so long.

"Then who do you want to see?"

Leng Yan pulled her up, staring at her closely, with undried tears on his pale face.

Jiang Ruoxi's legs were numb and painful, but she still stood firmly and reached out to take off the suit jacket she was wearing.

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"Thank you, but I don't need it."

She doesn't need his sympathy, she doesn't need his pity, everything is what she should face, so why does she need his pity?

As she spoke, she walked around him and shuffled forward without even looking at him.

Leng Yan's brows were furrowed as he watched her swaying forward.

Such a lonely figure looked even more fragile and powerless under the moonlight.

Is he feeling sorry for her?

How could he still have the heart to feel sorry for her when he is filled with hatred?

She thought she could make him feel sorry for her with her pitiful appearance.

She underestimated him and overestimated herself.

Leng Yan was struggling in his heart and denying it.

But Jiang Ruoxi, who had walked less than ten steps, felt her legs weaken, her vision went dark, and she fainted to the ground.

Leng Yan took a few big steps, walked to her side, picked her up, and walked towards the car.

Her whole body was cold, her face was so pale that it was almost transparent, her eyes were tightly closed, her long curly eyelashes covered her face, forming a shadow, and her brows were still furrowed.

Leng Yan glanced at her, put the suit on her body, then raised the temperature in the car and drove back to the apartment.

Jiang Ruoxi was lying on the bed, covered with a thin silk quilt.

Only a small standing lamp was turned on in the whole room, emitting dim light.

Leng Yan stood in front of the window and looked out the window.

I don't know how long it took, Jiang Ruoxi let out a sigh, then slowly woke up, opened her heavy eyelids, and looked at the familiar room.

Turning around, she saw Leng Yan who had walked to the bedside.

Jiang Ruoxi was stunned for a moment, then moved her body and moved back.

"Wake up."

Leng Yan looked at her evasive eyes and her unconscious retreat.

Is she afraid of him or wants to escape from him?

Jiang Ruoxi glanced at him and sat up, holding on to the edge of the bed, "You're here."

She knew it was him who brought her back, but she couldn't say thank you.

"Not happy to see me" Leng Yan turned on the crystal ceiling lamp in the bedroom, and the whole room was as bright as day in an instant.

The sudden light made Jiang Ruoxi feel briefly uncomfortable.

She closed her eyes tightly and blinked before gradually adapting to the light.

This kind of light made her unable to avoid it even if she wanted to.

His tall figure was right in front of her, "This is your apartment.

Come back if you want to come back.

If you don't want to come back, don't come back.

It doesn't matter if I'm happy or unhappy." ."

She said it calmly and made it clear to him that it was his apartment, not hers.

She just has an identity, nothing else, her thoughts are not important anymore: