Maybe it was because I had truly loved so much that I was so deeply hurt by these few words...
Before this, Xiao Muyu had always thought that he was strong and invincible.
It turns out that it’s just that I haven’t reached the time to be truly sad.
He Jinchao would never have imagined that his casual words would make her cry again.
Looking at the woman in front of him whose nose was red from crying, it was the first time since he was born that he felt such annoyance.
It was the same last time, but it was just a few words.
Something in his heart suddenly softened, and when He Jinchao spoke again, his tone had softened, adding a bit of gentleness.
"I didn't know that you love to cry so much."
He thought that she had always been so optimistic and cheerful, and loved to laugh, and that even if the sky was falling, she would not take it to heart at all.
In comparison, the soft and weak Tangtang seemed to need his protection more.
Xiao Muyu was deeply trapped in his own spiritual world at the moment, and had no intention of thinking about what he meant by these words.
She just felt that she was so embarrassed!
I once thought that nothing could hurt me, but I didn't expect that it was myself who handed the dagger to He Jinchao's hand!
"You must think it's ridiculous when you look at me like this now, right?" She sneered to herself, raised her hand to wipe her cheek, and took a deep breath, "Go away, Maplewood Villa, I will never give it to you.
If you want to sue, go to the court and see if it’s you, He Jinchao, who is embarrassed, or me!”
After saying these words, Xiao Muyu suddenly felt a lot more relaxed.
Only then did she realize that being a rogue occasionally didn't seem so bad.
The other party is so aggressive, if she still tolerates everything, wouldn't she even feel sorry for herself?
He Jinzhao frowned and saw her turning sideways. The cold moonlight fell on her thin shoulders, making her whole body look like it was made of ice and snow.
That aloof and holy temperament attracted him deeply.
But she was chasing him away.
"It's clearly written in black and white, and you want to deny it?"
he asks.
"When you got married, you promised that you would never break up for the rest of your life. What happened? Didn't you deny it too?"
Xiao Muyu sneered lightly and didn't take this to heart at all.
Completely turning her back to him, she took a deep breath and moved forward with a satisfied smile on her lips.
It's great that she no longer has eyes for him.
It's great that she will no longer just revolve around him...
He Jinchao listened to her sarcasm, and his heart seemed to be tightly strangled by an invisible hand.
Seeing that she was about to go away, he subconsciously stretched out his hand to catch her, but unfortunately... all that passed through his fingertips was the thin air.
The strong sense of detachment seems to involve the entire soul.
"Gu Lingyun is not as simple as you think."
A helpless and lonely voice escaped from his lips.
Xiao Muyu paused slightly and sneered, "Mr. He, you better take care of yourself!"
Among the descendants of wealthy families, apart from idiots, how many are simple?
"He may have other motives for approaching you." He Jinzhao added.
Hearing this, Xiao Muyu even laughed even more helplessly.
She turned around and looked at him from a distance through the empty night.
"What could he be planning? The Gu family has a great business, so does he still care about the little assets of my Xiao family? Or is he trying to get me, a recently divorced, ruined person?"
Deliberately belittling himself in this way, Xiao Muyu couldn't think of anything else in him that others could plot!
"Xiaoyu, you..."
He Jinchao frowned and was about to say something, but was interrupted sharply by Xiao Muyu, "That's enough, stop talking, I don't want to hear it!"
For the first time, Xiao Muyu spoke so harshly in front of He Jinchao.
She felt more powerful and in control than she had ever experienced before.
In the past, it was He Jinchao who always ended the conversation. No matter what they were talking about, as long as he said he was tired and didn't want to talk anymore, the topic would end immediately.
But now, she is the one making the decision.
The transformation of his thoughts only happened in an instant. Xiao Muyu suddenly remembered something that had been brooding on him before, and suddenly asked, "Were you injured? You almost died??"
He Jinchao's dark eyes darkened, "Who told you?"
"Is it true?" Xiao Muyu was also stunned.
She just asked casually. After all, she had asked all other possible channels and no one knew about it.
In this case, she thought it would be better to ask in person.
And He Jinchao's reaction also gave her the answer.
"..." He Jinchao was silent for a moment, as if he was unwilling to mention the past, "There is nothing to mention about the past."
"Qi Liancheng said it was because of me." Xiao Muyu wanted to know the whole story.
He didn't want to mention it, but she wanted to know.
It's best that this matter has nothing to do with her, otherwise it will only make her feel guilty again.
"Nothing." He Jinchao said, his eyes quickly drooped, and he turned sideways with his back to Xiao Muyu, "Afternoon, thank you."
After saying that, he opened his long legs and walked towards the other side of the street.
Xiao Muyu stood fixedly on the spot, staring at his retreating figure. What came to mind were their past...
Sweet, quarrelsome, indifferent, sad...
I thought it would last forever, but it only lasted three and a half years.
After He Jinzhao got into the car, he instinctively looked back, only to find that Xiao Muyu's figure was no longer behind him.
The door of Xiao's house was also closed tightly, and the majestic building seemed to be a bit indifferent due to the cool and breezy night.
"Go back." He lifted his lips lightly, then closed his eyes and leaned deeply into the seat.
The driver was very sensible and didn't say a word. He just started the car quickly and gradually moved away from the Xiao family.
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When Xiao Muyu returned home, she found that the lights in the living room were still on, and her father was leaning on the sofa, flipping through a photo album. He raised his head and looked at her after hearing the noise.
"Xiao Yu is back? Come here quickly and take a look. These are all photos of you when you were a child!"
As Xiao Muyu walked over, he glanced at the kitchen and found that the lights were all turned off, "Where's mom?"
"I'm tired, let's go upstairs and rest first. Come on, sit with dad for a while." Xiao Wen waved to her, looking like he was in a good mood.
"Dad, what are you looking at?" Xiao Muyu also leaned over to take a look.
Xiao Wen took advantage of the situation and handed a page from the photo album to her, "You were very good at playing the piano when you were a child. You won many awards. If you didn't look at the photos, I almost forgot about it!"
While talking, Xiao Muyu had already seen the photo of the person wearing a white dress playing at the Children's Palace.
Not to mention her father, after so many years, even she herself had almost forgotten about him.
"Yeah, I haven't played for a long time..."
Xiao Wen smiled and shifted his gaze from the daughter in the photo to the daughter in front of him.
In the blink of an eye, the little baby that always had to be held by himself is now about to become a mother.
"Xiaoyu, tell dad, who do you like among these two young men, Su Mu and Gu Lingyun?"