Ling Zhixun walked towards her, then, over her and walked away, Liang Xingxing stood still, his eyes became blurred, his heart seemed to be torn, and it hurts so much.

She didn't expect that Ling Zhixun was so close to Yan Lili, and she only realized how ridiculous the role she played was.

She pushed her tears back, cheered herself up in her heart, raised the corners of her mouth, and used the excuse to go to the bathroom.

In this small world, she finally didn't have to endure it anymore and let her tears fall like falling beads. In fact, it is not difficult to understand that she has always been a substitute, Yan Lili's substitute.

He married her without caring, but just a kind of attachment that he couldn't get and sought second.

Liang Xingxing finally understood why he was still women after marriage and was hot and cold. His heart was like a sharp knife. She was afraid that crying would scare people. She bit her thumb and endured it desperately. She twitched and almost got shocked because she couldn't breathe.

She cried in the bathroom for too long, and her eyes were swollen. Ling Zhixun called, afraid that he would hear her choking sound, so she pinched off the phone and finally stopped crying.

Liang Xingxing, enough, this man is not worth your tears, sober!

To encourage herself so, she took out a handkerchief to wipe off the tears from her face, opened the bathroom door, raised her head proudly, and walked forward step by step.

Ji Jinnian is right. People should know how to treat themselves well. If you are tired of this kind of life, then divorce as soon as possible to get together and part.

Liang Xingxing did not return to the banquet hall. She dragged her heavy footsteps into the cold garden. Until Ling Zhixun called the third phone number, answered, and told her where she was. Then she heard the sound of footsteps.

"Liang Xingxing, don't show off with me!"

"Where do I have it?"

"Don't be mean, go in, dad wants to see you."

"Ah...what do you see me? Tell him that Yan Lili is like me when she is a teenager..."

Ling Zhixun frowned, and when he heard her sarcasm, he became more angry.

"Liang Xingxing, don't be too presumptuous!"

Because of the vast moonlight, he could not see her swollen and red eyes, and he didn't know how bitter she felt in her heart.

After crying, Liang Xingxing was very tired and didn't want to say anything to the man anymore.

"I'm tired and want to go back first."

Ling Zhixun paused for a moment. Although he couldn't see clearly the pretty face blocked by the shade of the trees, he could also hear her obviously crying hoarse voice, unable to explain what it felt. When he learned that she was not indifferent, his mood miraculously improved.

"You stay here, I'll come out soon."

Hearing this, Ling Zhixun was willing to give her a ride. Liang Xingxing's bitter heart was not so sore. At least, at least, in Ling Zhixun's heart, she still had a little bit of room, so that would be fine.

Ling Zhixun returned to the banquet, walked to Ling Jifan and told him that he would leave first if he had something to do. Ling Jifan frowned unhappily. If Yan Lili had not done the tutoring work behind his back, he would not have allowed the girl to appear at the birthday party today.

Now he gives her a chance to enter the upper class, but she doesn't cherish it. She really doesn't know how to be ungrateful!

So, a little girl who has never seen the world is just ignorant. It is better for Zhixun to marry anyone, but she just marrys such a pretty, ignorant and childish little woman!

When the car left the city and drove towards the expressway, Liang Xingxing opened his swollen eyes, turned around and looked at Ling Zhixun unscrupulously, and asked directly: "Ling Zhixun, do you like Yan Lili?"

Ling Zhixun had no expression on his face, and the orange lights in the car hit his cold and cold face, adding a little darkness.

"Liang Xingxing, are you jealous?"

"Yes, I've eaten a lot of jealousy, but I think it's quite interesting. My son likes my mother. I'm very interested in this kind of entangled emotion between morality and ethics."

"Liang Xingxing, are you angry with me? Have you forgotten what your identity is?" He suddenly became sharp like a tiger with a beard pulled. "I don't mind you being jealous, but don't transcend your identity and cross the boundaries!"

Ling Zhixun snorted angrily, and the expression on her face became strange. Liang Xingxing used to be so excited that she looked heartless. It was a little different tonight. She was afraid that she was determined to show up with him.

"I didn't forget what I am. I only realized that I was a substitute until today..." Liang Xingxing pursed her lips, lowered her eyes, and let the sourness tear her hard in her heart, she raised her head.

"Ling Zhixun, you are just a pervert!"

His face changed blue and white. Facing the sarcasm of her holding a gun and carrying a stick, he was like a tiger with a beard pulled, and roared angrily: "Liang Xingxing, if you are so unspeakable, believe it or not, I will ruin you!"

If he had known that something would happen to her later, he would never have said this. However, time could not go back, and life would not have been repeated. Some mistakes would cause a lifetime of sorrow.

"I really hope you'll ruin me now... Ling Zhixun, why don't we get divorced."

Her voice was mixed with a crying voice, which was obviously weak, but had full lethality. Ling Zhixun tightened his body instantly, as if what Liang Xingxing said stimulated him and made him unbearable. When he stepped on the accelerator with his leather shoes, the car suddenly shot out like a sword from Lixian.

Liang Xingxing was startled by the coldness. Fortunately, he had a seat belt on his body, otherwise he would definitely hit the car door.

Liang Xingxing didn't understand what he said that really angered him and caused him to react so fiercely.

When she sat down, her heart that was speeding out with the speed of the car returned to her heart. She turned her head to look at him. Liang Xingxing's heart was instantly suffocated. The bright neon lights that were passing by quickly on the road illuminated Ling Zhixun's face, making people clearly see the dullness on his face.

This man has always been indifferent to his emotions, but it is obvious that he is angry and angry.

"Ling Zhixun, tie a substitute to your side, and reminds you to ask for it every moment but cannot get it. What's the point?"

Ling Zhixun's face was tense. At this moment, his anger was tolerant and suppressed without revealing it. His whole body showed a cold aura of being indifferent to others. The handsome face of human and gods exuded a dark and cold qualities.
Chapter completed!