"Then why pick up this clothes?" he asked again, "The clothes are dirty, just throw them away, why have to wash them clean?"

"The clothes are just dirty, just wash them clean." She said, "It would be a pity if I just threw them away."

"What a pity?" he sneered, "It's just a piece of clothing, what's the point of being sorry."

She was suffocated, yes, why did she forget that he was the second young master of the Yi family. No matter how expensive this piece of clothing was, it was just an ordinary piece of clothing for him. It would be easy for him to have any new ones.

But she picked up the clothes and even squeezed out hundreds of dollars from her small living expenses to dry clean them. It was just because... this was his clothes, and he protected her, so the clothes were dirty.

Did he know that when the wontons were poured over and he stood in front of her, she seemed to be back in the past, just like before, when they were not separated, he always protected her like that.

"Then...this dress..." she asked whisperedly.

"Just throw it away, but it's not just a piece of garbage." He said.

She only felt that the clothes in her hand became particularly heavy.

Trash...Is it just garbage to him?

But after she got the clothes, she gently stroked them over and over again, as if she was missing the past years.

"Then...sorry," she said, putting her clothes back in her bag, turning around and planning to leave.

"Why not throw it away?" His voice suddenly rang in her ears.

She bit her lip. This is his clothes, how could she bear to throw them away?

Just facing him, she couldn't say this.

She lowered her head, held the ring handle of the bag unconsciously, and stood silently.

He looked at him, and suddenly a silent anger filled his heart. He thought in his mind that day when he saw her in the background, when she was scolded by another woman, he was standing silently.

Just a few years, it seemed as if she had worn away all the edges and corners of her body, making her so quiet.

"Why, are you just silent? He Zixin, when did you become like this?" Yi Qianci asked.

She seemed to have become more helpless... Yes, when did she become more and more taciturn?

It seems that since he left her and moved out of the He family, living alone in the house left to her by her biological mother, she was talking less and less when facing the empty house alone.

Because words are used to communicate with others, but in that empty house, she has no one to speak.

Taking a deep breath, He Zixin raised her head and said to Yi Qianci, "I'm sorry, I've appeared in front of you again. I originally wanted to hand over this clothes to the servants in the house and let them hand them over to you. Since you think you can throw them away, then I will throw them away when I look back."

After a pause, her voice continued, "If my appearance makes you feel unhappy, then I feel sorry. I will try my best to keep myself from appearing in front of you in the future."

After saying this, she turned around and planned to leave again.

Only after she took two steps, her arm was already locked by his hand, "Why are you doing it right now? Can you just throw it away when you treat other things?"
Chapter completed!