"Then why did you pick up these clothes?" He asked again, "If the clothes are dirty, just throw them away, why do you have to wash them?"

"The clothes are just dirty, just wash them." She said, "It would be a pity to just throw them away like that."

"What a pity?" He sneered, "It's just a piece of clothing, what's so pity about it."

She was suffocated, yes, how could she forget that he is the second young master of the Yi family. No matter how expensive this dress is, to him, it is just an ordinary dress. How many brand-new ones does he want?

It's all very easy.

But she picked up the clothes and even squeezed out hundreds of dollars from her small living expenses to use them for dry cleaning, just because... these were his clothes, and he was the one protecting her.

That's why the clothes got stained.

Did he know that when the wontons were splashed over, the way he stood in front of her made her feel as if she had returned to the past, just like how he always protected her before they were separated.

"Then...this dress..." she asked nagging.

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

She only felt that the clothes in her hands became extra heavy.

Trash... to him, is it just trash?

But after she got the dress, she gently touched it over and over again, as if she was remembering the past years.

"Then...I'm sorry." She said, put the clothes back into her bag, turned around and planned to leave.

"Why don't you throw it away?" His voice suddenly rang in her ears.

She bit her lip, these were his clothes, how could she be willing to throw them away?

But facing him, she couldn't say these words.

She lowered her head, unconsciously holding the handle of the bag with her hands, and stood in silence.

He looked at him, and suddenly there was a silent anger in his heart. He thought of the day he saw her backstage, and when she was scolded by another woman, she stood silently like this.

In just a few years, it was as if all the edges and corners on her body had been worn away, making her so quiet and silent.

"Why, can you only remain silent? He Zixin, when did you become like this?" Yi Qianci asked.

She seemed to be becoming more at a loss... Yes, since when did she become more and more taciturn?

It seemed that ever since he left her and she moved out of the He family and lived alone in the house left to her by her biological mother, she spoke less and less in front of the empty house.

Because words are used to communicate with others, but in that empty house, she didn't even have anyone to talk to.

Taking a deep breath, He Zixin raised her head and said to Yi Qian, "I'm sorry for appearing in front of you again. Originally, I wanted to give these clothes to the servants in the house and ask them to pass them on to you. Since you think

You can throw it away, but then I will throw it away."

After a pause, her voice continued, "If my appearance makes you feel unhappy, then I'm sorry. I will try my best not to appear in front of you in the future."

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

She just took two steps, and her arm was already clasped by his hand, "Now, why are you so bold? Are you able to throw away other things as you please?"
Chapter completed!