In the room, it was so quiet that only Xia Xiaoxi's cries were left. The cries, accompanied by her sad emotions, turned into tears and flowed out.
"Why are you stimulating her again?" Can Liang paused for a while, quickly walked over, put the medicine box aside, and glared at Yan Yufeng. He just told her yesterday that he was not allowed to stimulate her, and today he asked her again
Crying so sadly, does he really not know how to protect a woman? Can Liang was a little angry.
With a cold face, Yan Yufeng opened the quilt fiercely, got off the bed, and walked to the shower room. His actions were very cold and ruthless. The moment he lifted the quilt, it was as if he had lifted her body.
The scar made her even more heartbroken.
"Xiao Xi." Can Liang pushed Xia Xiaoxi's shoulder and called her gently.
Xia Xiaoxi pinched the corners of her clothes tightly and kept sobbing, as if the bitter water in her stomach had been spilled. She was so uncomfortable that she didn't know how to respond.
"It's time for us to change the dressing." Canliang continued. Her sad look was really pitiful, and he had an urge to protect her.
"I won't change." Xia Xiaoxi curled up and covered her ears with the quilt.
It's not a big deal, let's forget it if she dies. Anyway, there is no one who loves her anymore in this world. Even her best friend is helping Yan Yufeng. What's the point of living in this world for her?
Her father is not with her either. The last time he came, she had already told him that she wanted to sever the father-son relationship with him. Here, she was alone like this, with no one to pity her.
Yan Yufeng, who was in the shower room, came out after changing his clothes. He glanced at Xia Xiaoxi heartbrokenly and walked out of the door.
The servants standing in the room all looked at Yan Yufeng intently. They felt a little incredible and sad at the same time. In such an embarrassing atmosphere, they were both confused whether they should sympathize with Yan Yufeng or Xia Xiaoxi.
He is so in need of love.
Although Yan Yufeng's face was expressionless, everyone could see how uncomfortable he felt in his heart. People who like to hide their sadness are often easier for others to see through.
Yan Yufeng walked through the door to the stairs and happened to meet Xiaoqi. He glanced at her and walked down the stairs without saying a word.
Yang Qi just wanted to stop him, but when she saw him like this, she held back her words and came to Xia Xiaoxi's room.
When he came downstairs, Yan Yufeng clenched his fists, and there was an indescribable sourness in his heart. It was becoming more and more outrageous that he would be so heartbroken for a woman. He scolded himself.
But he still couldn't help but walked out the door. Lie Biao Liehu was standing outside, chatting. Seeing this situation, Yan Yufeng's face became darker, but he didn't say anything and walked forward.
When Lie Biao and Lie Hu saw Yan Yufeng leaving, they naturally followed up quickly.
When he came to the car, Lie Biao opened the door for him. After Yan Yufeng got in, Lie Biao and Lie Hu followed, and the driver started the car.
"Young Master, where are we going?" Lie Biao asked. Seeing the melancholy look on his face, he knew what the reason was. No matter how much he begged him yesterday, he couldn't let her go. She would naturally hate him.
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Yan Yufeng sat on the sofa in the Lincoln car, opened a bottle of expensive foreign wine, poured a few glasses, and drank sadly without saying a word. Lie Biao and Lie Hu naturally drank with him.