Chapter 305 The treasure I hold in my palm, you abandon it!
Return to the bedroom.
This place is still exactly the same as when Xiao Muyu was here.
But at this moment, she was nowhere to be seen.
He didn't know whether it was because the heating in the room was turned on too high or because he missed her too much, but He Jinchao suddenly felt a pain in his heart.
He turned around and walked to the balcony, looking up out of the window.
The night is an endless silence.
Only the cold wind blew through the window with layers of broken snow.
The cold air is completely isolated from the outside. It is just a window, but it creates two completely different worlds.
After standing there for a moment, He Jinchao reached out and pushed the window halfway open.
Pieces of snowflakes flowed in along with the whining cold wind, melted by the warmth indoors, and slid down along the window edges.
"Tick-tock...tick-tock..."
A sound, like a heavy hammer, struck deep in his soul.
The nights in winter are extremely long.
It was as if the pain in his heart was endless.
The next day.
The sky gradually became clearer, but the snowflakes did not stop and fell in dense masses all night long.
Xiao Muyu likes snow very much.
Although she doesn't like the cold...
But this did not stop her love for snowflakes at all.
Last night, she stood in front of the window and watched the snowflakes quietly for a long time, and thought a lot...
When I was a child, when I grew up, when I fell in love, when I got married, and now.
I used to hear people say that life is like a play, but I didn't feel it when I was young. Only now do I realize the true meaning of this saying.
Sighing, Xiao Muyu gathered his coat and cautiously walked out the door.
When I arrived at the door, a bouquet of fiery red roses suddenly appeared in my sight.
With just one glance, Xiao Muyu guessed that He Jinchao must be here.
After last night, she thought He would never come again. Who knew...
Before he even raised his head, his familiar voice came to his ears.
"Good morning, Xiaoyu."
Xiao Muyu frowned, and the displeased words were already on his lips.
Just as he was about to say something, he saw that his short hair was already covered with a thick layer of white snow, as well as his shoulders.
Only the roses were not there, and I don’t know how he protected them.
Come to think of it, I must have been standing in the snow for a long time...
There was a sudden soreness in Xiao Muyu's heart, and the breath that was stuck in Xiao Muyu's heart dissipated instantly.
After all, there was no way to say bad words to him.
"What are you doing with such heavy snow?" she asked, her tone flat.
"Watching the snow with you." He Jinchao said, then sent the flowers in his hand to her, "You have never accepted the flowers before, but this time..."
Just as he said this, a sports car suddenly stopped behind him.
He Jinchao looked back and saw Leng Batian getting out of the car, also holding a bouquet of flowers in his hand.
His dark eyes suddenly sank to the bottom of the valley, and the air pressure around him dropped even lower than the temperature!
Leng Batian also saw He Jinzhao and the flowers in his hands...
Immediately there was a hint of disdain in his expression.
"Mr. He, what a coincidence?" he greeted with a cold snort.
Before He Jinchao could speak, Leng Batian had already walked up to Xiao Muyu holding the rose, "Muyu, his flower is not pretty, mine is bigger, here."
Xiao Muyu, "..."
God knows why Leng Batian also came and did the same thing as He Jinchao?
Looking at the two bouquets of flowers in front of me, neither one is suitable!
While Xiao Muyu was silent, He Jinchao's gaze on Leng Batian had frozen into ice.
"Leng Batian, what do you want to do?"
There was deep displeasure in his tone!
Leng Batian, who was named, turned his eyes to meet He Jinchao's gaze, his aura no less impressive, "I just want to ask you what you want to do? You and Mu Yu have divorced, why are you pestering her now? I want to pursue her now.
Mu Yu, does it have nothing to do with you?"
Leng Batian showed his love for Xiao Muyu without any reservation.
His heart towards Xiao Muyu is sincere and serious.
Xiao Muyu paused slightly after hearing this...
She seemed to see her own shadow in Leng Batian's body.
Back then, she was also so enthusiastic and faced He Jinchao without reservation.
The He Jinchao at that time was not as warm as it is now, but as cold as an ice cellar.
It was already difficult to get close to him, and staying with him was like living in the freezer of a refrigerator.
She had been frustrated many times, but finally persevered...
So now seeing Leng Batian who looked so similar to herself, Xiao Muyu unconsciously felt a little distressed and didn't want to see him disappointed.
It can be regarded as a small way to make up for myself back then.
"A Tian, stop talking." She spoke slowly, her tone a little gentler.
Leng Batian originally wanted to question He Jinchao, but after hearing her words, he stopped talking.
And Xiao Muyu will never know how much pain He Jinchao felt in his heart when she called Leng Batian so affectionately!
Even the deep eyes are full of pain!
"Xiao Yu..." He raised his thin lips and was about to say something when he saw Xiao Muyu taking the rose from Leng Batian's hand and holding it in his arms, "The flowers are not bad."
"Really?" Leng Batian smiled when he saw this, as happy as a child, "I ordered it last night and went to pick it up early in the morning. Come on, didn't you agree to take me around the city?
change?"
With that said, he was about to invite Xiao Muyu to get in the car.
Originally, last night they were talking about asking Su Mu to take Leng Batian around, but now that the conversation caught up, Xiao Muyu wanted He Jinchao to give up, so he did not refuse Leng Batian, but slowly moved forward and got into Leng Batian's bed.
car.
Leng Batian escorted Xiao Muyu all the way to the car, closed the door for her, and then turned to look at He Jinchao, with the attitude of a complete winner.
"Mr. He, to be honest, when Mu Yu resolutely chose you, I really can't understand. Why does a person like you get Mu Yu's favor?" Leng Batian said quietly, falling on He Jinchao.
His eyes were full of ridicule, "But since you don't know how to cherish, don't blame me for being the last to come..."
Hearing this, He Jinzhao just looked away from Xiao Muyu who got into the car.
He looked at Leng Batian indifferently and coolly.
"Xiaoyu didn't choose you back then, and I won't choose you now." He said extremely confident words, which instantly shattered Leng Batian's apparent pride and glory.
Xiao Muyu's rejection last night is still fresh in my mind.
Leng Batian knew that Xiao Muyu had no romantic feelings for him, but he still wanted to work harder...
However, when these words came out of He Jinchao'e's mouth, the loneliness in his heart could not escape.
Even though his face darkened, he took a step forward and squinted into He Jinchao's eyes, "He Jinchao, please listen clearly to me. It was precisely because I didn't persist that I gave you the opportunity to hurt Mu Yu so deeply! I
Throw away the treasure you hold in your hands! As long as I'm here from now on, don't even think about hurting her at all!"