Seeing Xia Xiaoxi's cold and disdainful look, Yan Yufeng didn't give him a good look. He glared at her with a sullen face. Thinking of her voice as a senior yesterday, he was heartbroken and couldn't express it.
of discomfort.
He stayed up all night last night and rushed to the casino early this morning to deal with things. He hasn't even closed his eyes yet. As soon as he came back, he couldn't wait to see her, but she gave him such a look.
Perhaps, she would never know that he had a sleepless night just because of her words, standing under the dark moon, alone, enduring the loneliness and the sadness she had brought to him.
He was heartbroken and sad, not because he saw her cold face, but because he was sad that she didn't have him in her heart.
He finally understood why she was always so resistant to him, indifferent to him, and disdainful of him, because he had no place at all in her heart.
Not at all, even if it was not good at all, he felt more and more inferior to his own incompetence. In the eyes of others, Young Master Yan, who was handsome and charming, was actually so vulnerable in her eyes.
Thinking of this, he felt even more sad. Except for a trace of sadness, no other color could be seen on his face. His face was still the same cold and cold. He liked to be depressed and didn't like to show too many emotions on his face.
face.
"Let's go down to eat." Yan Yufeng raised his indifferent eyes and looked into her bright eyes. He was eager but didn't know how to express it. He was a little confused and at a loss. It took a while before he came back to his senses and squeezed out coldly.
This sentence.
After saying that, he turned around and left coldly...
Xia Xiaoxi still stood there blankly, without reacting. He came to her room just to tell her, can you eat? She felt a little incredible, was the sun coming out in the west today? He Yan Yufeng could actually
Come to ask her to eat in person? But it was a little strange. She didn't feel touched at all, but felt a little ironic.
But the strange thing is that his empty and helpless eyes just now made her feel a little distressed. There was a trace of sadness in his deep eyes. Was she wrong? She was a little confused, questioned and even dared not
She believed it, but she had to admit that her heart ached. It was not hypocrisy or sympathy, but real pity and heartache.
When she came back to her senses, his back had already disappeared from her sight. She just acquiesced that she was soft-hearted and thought too much. How could such a strong and indifferent person as Yan Yufeng be suddenly sad?