"I heard from Brother Hao Ning that he is sick, and it's quite serious."

Song Zhiyu said, while quietly looking at Yun Mengxue's expression change, but she was afraid that Song Zhiyu would see something from her eyes, so she turned her eyes away and looked out the window.

"Mengxue, aren't we the best friends? Why are you hiding your worries now?"

Yun Mengxue's heart sank hatefully, and Song Zhiyu actually said such words to her.

"Zhiyu, I...I don't want to hide anything from you, I just..."

Song Zhiyu gently grabbed Yun Mengxue's hand, shook her head and smiled slightly.

"Of course I know Mengxue is not that kind of person, but you are very confused now, so you don't know what you want to do, right? But it doesn't matter, just remember what you think in your heart."

Yun Mengxue frowned her delicate eyebrows and looked at Song Zhiyu in confusion.

"What's wrong with you? You know my preferences. Why do you ask me like this again today? It makes people feel..."

“What do you feel?”

Yun Mengxue pursed her lips a little embarrassedly. Such words were really hard to say.

"I feel like you are here... to be a lobbyist."

I felt that it was a bit inappropriate to say such words, Yun Mengxue immediately lowered her head, but heard Song Zhiyu's giggle.

"Even if I want to be a lobbyist, I will tell you without any concealment! Besides, I haven't told you about your whereabouts for so long. Now I say that I am here to be a lobbyist. Don't you think I feel wronged?"

After Song Zhiyu finished speaking, she flattened her mouth and said that she was so heartbroken and sad. Yun Mengxue immediately grabbed her hand and shook her head.

"Okay, Zhiyu, it was all wrong for me just now, it was me who was thinking about it."

"I didn't blame you, I'm just a joke."

Song Zhiyu gently stroked Yun Mengxue's hand like coaxing a child.

"Mengxue, I just said that because I was worried about you. Although I was very angry that Luo Haochen had been bullying you, after meeting you today and learning that he was sick, I had some small changes in my heart."

Song Zhiyu mentioned Luo Haochen again, and Yun Mengxue felt her heart beating violently, as if she was about to jump out of her mouth.

"Don't you really want to know how he got sick? I really don't want to?"

Song Zhiyu asked repeatedly, and Yun Mengxue's body couldn't help but tremble.

"Even if he dies of illness, he has nothing to do with me..."

The voices of words became smaller and smaller. Yun Mengxue knew that it was because she said such words, and she really had no confidence.

"Brother Haoning said that Luo Haochen got sick after coming back to the dance that day, and that night he was drunk, which was sent back by Sister Nuoxuan and Secretary Nan. Later, the doctor from the Luo family also came, so they both stayed with Luo Haochen for two days before leaving with peace of mind. Although they were deliberately concealing this matter and did not want Uncle Luo and the others to know, the Luo family had already known it, and they all pretended not to know."

Song Zhiyu's notice made Yun Mengxue feel a little confused. Song Zhiyu, who was standing beside him, also carefully observed Yun Mengxue's reaction. She was sure that Yun Mengxue's thoughts were the same as in the past and had never changed anything to Luo Haochen.

"Sometimes hatred is also a manifestation of love. Besides, I know very well what you had to do with him at the beginning. Since you feel heartache, just say it out loud. Does Mengxue still pretend to be an outsider in front of me?"

"I……"

Yun Mengxue looked at Song Zhiyu with trembling eyes, her lips trembling so much that she didn't know what to say. She was in a mess and couldn't figure it out until a long time before she spoke again.

"I'm not going to be soft-hearted for him."

"I know, you are here to take revenge, but seeing Luo Haochen feel uncomfortable, do you really feel the pleasure after revenge in your heart? Is it more heartache or more happiness?"

Yun Mengxue pressed her heart with one hand and knew the answer without answering this behavior. She felt distressed and hated herself very much. Why did she still feel distressed for Luo Haochen after hearing this?

"Zhiyu, may you stop standing on my side? Is it because of Brother Haoning that you plan to stand on the other side of their Luo family? Is it?"

Song Zhiyu held Yun Mengxue's hand tightly, and it felt really uncomfortable to be questioned.

"Mengxue, I advised you to leave at the beginning, because... because..."

After being embarrassed, Song Zhiyuwei shook her head with a smile.

"Forget it, just pretend that I haven't said those words. I just confirm Mengxue's intentions and see if you are still so firm."

After saying this, Song Zhiyu despised herself fiercely in her heart.

When Yun Mengxue left the Luo family, Song Zhiyu mistakenly thought that she and Luo Haochen had already completed the divorce procedures. However, during the conversation with Luo Haoning today, she learned that Yuanlai Yun Mengxue and Luo Haochen were still married, and they did not go to divorce.

Based on this point, Song Zhiyu couldn't help but be a lobbyist. Although it was not easy to open his mouth when he said such words, for Yunmengxue, Song Zhiyu also felt that it was necessary to give this a try.

Yun Mengxue has feelings for Luo Haoning, and there is no doubt about this. If there is no ultimate love, how can we get deep hatred?

Looking at Yun Mengxue's pain in trying her best to suppress her inner emotions, Song Zhiyu also knew that it was no longer suitable to say today. She simply stopped talking about Luo Haochen, and talked with Yun Mengxue about some topics of existence and none and left.

After Song Zhiyu left, Yun Mengxue was left in the room, but the words she had talked about before seemed to be lingering in her ears, and her heart was touching her and she couldn't relax.

"Is it really related to me when I was drunk and sick after the dance? Is it true?"

Yun Mengxue looked out the sky outside the window and said to herself. She really didn't want to make Luo Haochen's current situation with herself, but this time she came back just to get involved in the relationship?

No matter what kind of thoughts she is in her heart, no matter whether Luo Haochen is good or bad, as long as there is something to do with her, there is no doubt that this cannot be refuted.

"Xue'er, if you want to see him, how about you go and see?"

Yun Mengxue turned around in a daze, and Qi Wenxuan stood at the door of her room with a cup of hot milk in his hand, with a look of concern on his face.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to listen to you, but... the sound is a bit loud..."

Qi Wenxuan frowned apologetically, and these words made Yun Mengxue feel a little ashamed. If he hadn't cared too much about Luo Haochen, how could he have such a big emotional reaction? His tone of his speech became much louder.

"Brother Xuan, what are you saying? What is Luo Haochen doing has nothing to do with me, and I don't want to..."

"Stop saying this kind of thing to deceive yourself."

Qi Wenxuan interrupted Yun Mengxue's words. Her temper was too stubborn. No matter how uncomfortable she felt, she was always willing to admit her true feelings.

"Just as Zhiyu said, we are all people who know your secrets the most, so there is no need to disguise yourself in front of us. You can talk and share when you feel sad or happy. Opening your heart will make you live faster, Xueer."

Qi Wenxuan suppressed his impulse as much as possible. He was really afraid that he would say something he shouldn't say for a moment. Originally, letting go of Yun Mengxue was a very painful choice, but so what if he forced himself to stay? Yun Mengxue was not happy, he was not happy. Only Yun Mengxue was happy will he be happy.

Yun Mengxue lowered her head and continued to fall into silence. Qi Wenxuan stood there and looked at her with pain in her eyes. It was not until the hot milk in her hand was a little cold before he slowly walked to Yun Mengxue's side.

"The milk is not too hot, drink it and have a good sleep."

Smelling the mellow smell of milk, Yun Mengxue's heart was moved and she wanted to cry. But since she had told herself that she could not cry like that, she would hold on and endure no matter how sad she felt in her heart.

"Brother Xuan, thank you."

After smiling slightly, Yun Mengxue took the warm milk. She suppressed the choking of her throat and drank all the milk.

"Just as Brother Xuan said, I may have been busy doing whatever I want recently, and I have really had less rest. I should have a good sleep, relax and feel better."

Yun Mengxue was lying on the bed and pulling the quilt while talking. She also wanted to have a safe and sound sleep. It seemed that the worries would disappear after falling asleep, but she was too nervous and had no way to fall asleep naturally.

Qi Wenxuan covered Yun Mengxue with a quilt and helped her pull the curtains to block the light during the day, and the room suddenly became dark.

"You go to bed, I'm out."

"Um."

Yun Mengxue nodded slightly, watched Qi Wenxuan close the door and leave the room, curled up in a ball with frown, and his arms were tightly wrapped around his body and curled up in the quilt.

Qi Wenxuan did not leave immediately. He stood at the door with an empty milk cup in his hand for a long time. He looked down at the quilt, and a bitter smile filled with heartache and entanglement appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Xue'er, sleep well. Only in this way can you relax your nerves and sleep well. Things will pass and there will be a perfect result. Everything... will become good..."

As he said this to himself, Qi Wenxuan gently pushed open the door and looked inside, Yun Mengxue was already asleep.

"Sorry, Xueer."

He closed the door softly, and Qi Wenxuan took a deep breath and leaned against the door frame.

Yun Mengxue didn't know that Qi Wenxuan had put down some medicines that helped her sleep in the glass of milk she had just drunk.

Qi Wenxuan himself did not want to do this. He looked down on his own way, but seeing that Yun Mengxue was like a tight string every day, his heart was also pulled and painful.

Even if it was only an hour, Qi Wenxuan really hoped that Yun Mengxue could have a good rest and relax. He had no choice but to add something to the milk, and then he was in a very tight mood and sent it to Yun Mengxue's hands.

There were some words that Qi Wenxuan had not said to Yun Mengxue. This was what Song Zhiyu said to Qi Wenxuan when he sent Song Zhiyu downstairs before. Yun Mengxue did not go through the divorce procedures with Luo Haochen, and they were still married.

"Maybe for Xueer's happiness and future, I can... let go of everything and help her work hard... right?"

Qi Wenxuan held his forehead and asked himself, but in fact he had already had an answer in his heart. Yun Mengxue was not happy or not, and Qi Wenxuan seemed to have lost the direction of his life.
Chapter completed!