Leng Binghan raised his head and saw Ling Xinguo covering the side of his face that had been beaten. He looked at Qiao Mingjun across from him with a shocked face, as if he couldn't believe it. Even Leng Binghan was frightened.

, she didn’t expect that Qiao Mingjun would slap Ling Xinguo for herself. Originally, she wanted to slap Ling Xinguo back by herself!

"You actually hit me because of this woman... Qiao Mingjun, do you still have a conscience?"

She covered the side of her face where she had been slapped. While her face hurt, she also felt distressed and uncomfortable. Even the slap did not hit her face, but tore her heart apart.

"I never asked you to do anything for me, but I didn't allow you to be presumptuous in front of me."

Qiao Mingjun's face was always tense, and his red lips were pursed tightly. He seemed very unhappy, but his eyes went past Ling Xinguo and did not stop on her body.

"What are you talking about? You are telling me that all this is my wishful thinking. Were you not voluntary? Were you forced by me?"

"yes!"

Almost without thinking, Qiao Mingjun spoke, but after saying that, Ling Xinguo seemed to have been drained of all her strength, and she fell to the carpet. The thick carpet obviously did not hurt her, but it

It made her feel so painful that her whole body ached.

"Okay, Qiao Mingjun thinks you are cruel, I am wishful thinking, but what about you? So what if I lock this woman here? She doesn't love you at all. You think I'm annoying, doesn't she think you are annoying, very annoying?

Is it cheap?”

Ling Xinguo said, pointing her finger at Leng Binghan's place, which made Leng Binghan couldn't help but be startled. His eyes were full of surprise and a moment of nervousness. He couldn't help but look at Qiao Mingjun beside him, as if he wanted to say

something.

Unfortunately, Qiao Mingjun's eyes did not fall on him. Looking at the two figures who were about to fight, Leng Binghan suddenly felt speechless.

Did she accidentally become the third party who entered someone else's house? God knows, she was going to die unjustly. What's more, it wasn't that she didn't want to leave now, she couldn't leave at all.

"Xinguo, Arjun, I'm sorry, I think I really want to talk to you..."

"Shut up, you trample, seduce, and seduce Ajun, and you still want to show off your guns here."

Ling Xinguo excitedly interrupted Leng Binghan's explanation, and quickly rushed over, raised his hand, and slapped him again.

Leng Binghan clamped down on Ling Xinguo's arm. Although not very hard, it was strong enough to stop her from knocking her down. With a flick of her wrist, the arm in her hand was thrown away by her.

"Miss Ling, I think you have misunderstood. Mr. Qiao and I are innocent, and I did not seduce him."

She is not stupid enough to let someone slap her twice, not to mention that she feels that she has done nothing to regret them. She can endure the slap just now, but it does not mean that she can endure it without losing her temper.

.

"No, he is like this because of you, and you still say no!"

Hearing Leng Binghan's denial, Ling Xinguo felt as if she was going crazy. The man she longed for had done so much for him, and in the end, it didn't matter if he didn't love him, even the woman he loved.

, in the end she still told herself with such disgust that she didn’t love him!

The man he loved didn't love her, but what about him? The woman he loved didn't love her either. Thinking of this, Ling Xinguo felt even more uncomfortable. She didn't feel sorry for herself, but for Qiao Mingjun.

not worth.

"Whether you believe it or not, everything between me and Mr. Qiao is innocent. Nothing has happened between us, and I am already married. It doesn't matter what you think. I don't love him, even in front of him.

, I can also say that I don’t love Qiao Mingjun!”

Leng Binghan raised her head, her eyes were burning, and she spoke without a trace of hesitation. No matter whether she had hurt someone now, how deeply the hurt was, or how embarrassing it was, but at this time, she had to make her position clear, because if she didn't love

, if we still try to cover it up, in the end, I’m afraid it won’t just be the three of them who suffer.

Snapped!……

This slap caught him off guard. Leng Binghan only focused on retorting and observing Qiao Mingjun's attitude, but he did not expect that Ling Xinguo, who was opposite him, was extremely angry. This slap was obviously much louder than the one just now.

At the same time, it is also much heavier.

"You don't love him, but I don't allow you to hurt him like this, because he loves you so much. He has loved you for three years. For you, he can even reject me. How can you hurt him?"

These words were spoken by Ling Xinguo, with heartache and helplessness of unrequited love.

Leng Binghan's palm raised high did not come down for a long time, because Ling Xinguo said that she could not slap this slap down. She would rather Ling Xinguo be the same as before, like a jealous and crazy woman, without

With a trace of cuteness and compassion, she might be able to slap this slap easier, but she said, "She hurt Qiao Mingjun" and "She is not allowed to miss him." With such love, I'm afraid she can't do it to Qiao Mingchu.

Come on, Ling Xinguo, she...

"That's enough for you. Whether Yi Xun loves me or not is my business. You don't need to interfere. If you don't make me hate you completely, get out now. I don't want you to appear in front of Yi Xun again."

This time, Qiao Mingjun did not give Ling Xinguo a slap in the face like he did just now. There was obviously a hint of emotion and distress in his tone of voice, but to Ling Xinguo's ears, it was...

It's full of disgust.

"Okay, let me go. I will never appear in front of you again. I will leave space for you and her now. You can be yourself and do whatever you want."

Ling Xinguo said the last sentence with reluctance and fear. After saying that, she quickly turned around and rushed out of the door.

"Go after her, she's very sad!"

Leng Binghan saw the worry in Qiao Mingjun's eyes, and even saw his impulse just now. He clearly wanted to hold Ling Xinguo who was rushing out, but he forcefully retracted the step he took.

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"No need, it's better if she can figure it out, so that everyone won't feel sad in the end."

"You care about her, don't you? At least in my opinion, you don't hate her as much as you seem on the surface."

Leng Binghan said quietly, it seemed that the two slaps he received began to lessen, and finally became slightly numb.

It seemed that the two slaps she received today were in vain, and she might not even have a chance to take revenge.

"I owe her a lot. She has been paying for me these past three years."

"So, you're in love with her, right?"

"How is it possible? I didn't. Yi Xun, it was you who came to me all the time."

It seemed that Leng Binghan's words were like a bomb. The shocked Qiao Mingjun in front of him was startled, and he retorted hastily. There was an unprecedented panic on his face.

Regarding Qiao Mingjun's rebuttal, Leng Binghan just chuckled indifferently, because Qiao Mingjun's attitude had already said it all, and he was not as indifferent as he showed on the surface.

Time is sometimes a terrible thing. It can make people forget, it can also make people suffer, and it can also make people quietly enter the hearts of others without knowing it. There is one of the most terrible habits, and that is the habit itself.

He has become accustomed to Ling Xinguo being in his body. Although most of the time, he expresses disgust, but over time, when this disgust becomes a habit, it will only make people feel uncomfortable when he loses it.

Fear.

"Why are you so eager to deny it? Why don't you listen to my reasons?"

It seemed that Qiao Mingjun listened to Leng Binghan's words and did not refute again, feeling slightly calmer.

"I don't love her, I just don't want to hurt her. Yi Xun, you don't have to say such words just to deny my love for you."

"Arjun! I hope this can be like a friend, and I can call you so affectionately."

Seeing that Qiao Mingjun had no objection, Leng Binghan couldn't help but continue.

"Maybe you think that you don't love her, you love me, but have you ever thought about why you care so much if you don't love Ling Xinguo? She ran out just now, and you obviously care, so why should you?

You are hastily denying your feelings. Maybe you will blame all this on your love for me, but you have never thought about it. If you really love me, why would you feel sorry for other women? "

"Yixun, I didn't, I just..."

"You are just in a hurry to deny it. You think that you love me. In fact, you should think about it carefully. You are just a habit to me. You think that what you can't get is good, so for the present

Ling Xinguo, you have never cared about it, but if I leave you, you will not be nervous, but if Ling Xinguo leaves, you will..."

Leng Binghan's words seemed to hit Qiao Mingjun's heart. He winced subconsciously and raised his head. He began to look at Leng Binghan opposite with disbelief. Even though he didn't want to admit it, one of her words was correct.

, Layer Yixun left him, which only made him feel very painful, but Ling Xinguo's departure made him feel flustered. Is this love? He couldn't tell who he was in love with at first.

Leng Binghan saw Qiao Mingjun's absence and knew that he had listened to her words. Although she wanted him to let her go immediately, she knew that at this time, she could no longer be hasty.

"If you really can't tell the difference, you can think carefully about how you felt when you knew that I was Layer Yixun. If of course it was not me who died in the fire, but Ling Xinguo...

"

"No, that's impossible, it can't be her."

Qiao Mingjun's hasty denial seemed to explain something all of a sudden. Leng Binghan raised a slight smile at the corner of her mouth because she seemed to have sensed something in Qiao Mingjun's surprised gaze.

Maybe people can deceive themselves, but human instinct will always give themselves the fastest and most accurate answer.

That’s right!

When Qiao Mingjun knew that Layer Yixun was still alive and that he was Leng Binghan in front of him, he was excited and excited. He even breathed a sigh of relief. For the guilt he felt in the past three years, this was not love, but his feelings for Lin Ruofang.

, among the elements of relief and joy that he set on fire three years ago, he felt more at ease. He seemed to be no longer so guilty. This was not love, but he always attributed this feeling to

In the love for Lay Yixun.

Maybe Qiao Mingjun was really attracted to Fang Yixun three years ago, but he didn't have the courage to take her away from Qiao Mingchu three years ago. Then let me ask, what reason and courage did he use to do this three years later?

Woolen cloth?

"Go after her. What you said just now should make her very sad. After three years of love, you shouldn't treat her like this. Don't let her be completely disappointed with you. Otherwise, by that time, she will really be disappointed.

The only one who needs to be sad is you."

Leng Binghan's words made Qiao Mingjun seem to wake up from a dream. He raised his head, looked at the unfamiliar face in front of him, and murmured, "But, what should you do?"

"You have to remember that I am Leng Binghan now, not Layer Yixun. Maybe Layer Yixun three years ago hoped that Qiao Mingjun would take her away from the Qiao family, but Leng Binghan three years later, Leng Binghan and Qiao Mingjun did not
To be continued...