The pure blue sports car was driven with full force. Chu Ye drove the car expressionlessly, while Leng Suixin sat in the passenger seat, tilting his head to say something to break the silence, but he saw him posing as a do not disturb ice cube.
Face
Somewhat angry, she simply turned her head and looked out the window until the car stopped in front of Leng's house.
The little princess noticed something was wrong in the atmosphere, and smiled at Chu Ye, "Boss, I'll go in first, and you can chat with Baby Suixin."
Chu Ye nodded lightly and saw the little princess entering the room. Leng Suixin pursed her lips and reached out to open the car door.
"Where are you going?" He clasped her wrist suddenly, unable to calm down at first. After all, it was him.
Leng Suixin stubbornly shook off his hand, deliberately pretending not to care, "Aren't you going to the airport? It's easy to go."
Walking into the courtyard, Leng Suixin didn't look good. He had never been willing to lose his temper with her before. Was he angry just because she glanced at Ye Jinhan today?
He doesn't believe her that much?
"Leng Suixin" strode forward, Chu Ye took her into his arms, held her waist tightly with his hands, and said in a hoarse voice, "How on earth are you going to torture me to feel comfortable? Tell me, do you have to do it?"
Will you be happy only when you return to that man?"
If so, why would he cling to her?
In the past four years, he had tried his best to protect her, and when she clamored to return to China, he agreed, but was it because of Ye Jinhan's man?
It was just a look that made him go crazy with jealousy. He thought she would at least explain, but she didn't even bother to give him a word of comfort.
Leng Suixin, what is your heart made of?
Feeling aggrieved, Leng Suixin turned around and threw herself into his arms, beating his chest, "Who told you to lose your temper with me? Who told you not to believe me? Chu Ye, I said I don't like Ye Jinhan anymore, no.
I like it, why don’t you believe me?”
Her eyes were slightly moist, with a bit of grievance. Chu Ye hugged her into his arms, held her hand distressedly, brought it to his lips and kissed her softly, "Good boy, it's my fault. It's my fault. From now on,
Not anymore"
"Chu Ye..." Her voice was muffled, and she put her arms around his neck, wiping all her tears on him with some deliberate expression.
"Well, tell me." His voice was deep and seductive, like crushed tobacco.
"I won't like him anymore, but there are some things I have to deal with."
"What's up?"
"I can't say, Chu Ye, I'm sorry, I... um..." She raised her eyes and wanted to apologize, but all her attempts to escape were blocked by him, and she breathed shallowly.