Before Xia Youxin could speak, the cell phone in Xia Youxin's hand rang. Xia Youxin looked at the call number and wanted to cut it off. Ye Qianmo wanted to leave and turned back. "It's okay, take it, maybe there is something urgent? I'll go to the bathroom first."

Walking into the bathroom, Ye Qianmo looked at himself in front of him and punched him hard at the mirror. The mirror broke out in response to the sound, and the glass slags pierced into the back of his hand, marking blood.

"What's wrong? What's wrong?" Xia Youxin's voice sounded outside the door. Ye Qianmo shook his hand. Xia Youxin's voice made him at a loss, and he didn't know how to face such Xia Youxin.

The door was opened, and Xia Youxin rushed in anxiously. She saw the wound on Ye Qianmo's hand at a glance, grabbed it and dragged it out: "Why are you so careless!"

Ye Qianmo let Xia Youxin take his hand to the living room. There was a pair of shoes in the living room. Xia Youxin didn't wear shoes and hurried to find him when she heard the sound.

"You may have to hold back some pain." Xia Youxin applied disinfectant on Ye Qianmo's hand and blew it at the wound again. The heat of the wound was instantly replaced by a hint of coolness.

"Sorry Youxin, you're worried." Ye Qianmo leaned over and hugged Xia Youxin and murmured in Xia Youxin's ears. At this moment, Xia Youxin's heartache and anxious could not make a false mistake. Since she tried every means to hide it, how could she expose her?

In the cafe, Xia Youxin looked at Yun Duo and said, "Didn't Yu Lan come with you?"

Yun Duo pointed to a car parked at the corner outside the window and said, "I told you that there was something I wanted to talk to you, and I knew he was going to follow him, but I didn't expose him."

Xia Youxin sighed, "I'll be relieved if I can see you like this." Yun Duo took Xia Youxin's hand, with concern in his eyes.

"Most of the reason why I can let go of my grudges and be happy is because of you, so I also hope you can be happy. Recently, you have done everything you asked me to do, but Youxin, I don't know why you did that, but I can see that you are not happy."

Xia Youxin was silent. She was suffering every day these days. The better Ye Qianmo was to herself, the more uncomfortable she felt, the more sorry for Ye Qianmo, and she wanted to get out of it. Even if all this was over, she would always live in the self-blame of her conscience.

"Maybe it was wrong for me to do this." Xia Youxin sighed. In the bar, Hai Zhixuan looked at Ye Qianmo drinking glass after glass, quickly stopped him.

"As soon as I return to China, you will take me to drink. Why did you become a drink by yourself? You won't just take me to wait for you to get drunk and send you home."

Ye Qianmo waved to the bartender, picked up a glass of wine again, and a woman who looked a little similar to Xia Youxin walked past Ye Qianmo.

Ye Qianmo's eyes stared at the woman's back, as if he wanted to see through the other party. Hai Zhixuan stood in front of Ye Qianmo, and his voice became cold: "Hey! Just drink, forget it. If you have any ideas about other women, let Xia Youxin be sad, I can't spare you."

Ye Qianmo's eyes followed a woman who looked very much like Xia Youxin. The woman walked to a man and sat on the man's legs. Her weak hands gradually reached into the man's shirt, and a face similar to Xia Youxin smiled sweetly.

Ye Qianmo stood up and pushed Hai Zhixuan away. Before Hai Zhixuan could stop him, Ye Qianmo had already punched the man's chin. Both the man and the woman were stunned.
Chapter completed!