Actually, Bai Yiran is not afraid to talk with Leng Yichen. She could marry this man on an impulse before, and now she deliberately faces everything that is about to co with strength.
Even if she ends up covered in scars, even if she stops believing in love for a long ti to co.
But even so, Bai Yiran needs to understand clearly. Either they remain loyally together, or they separate cleanly, without dragging things out or having lingering connections.
Just like how she could let go of Luo Chen back then, now she believes she can also let go of Leng Yichen.
In this world, doesn’t life go on just the sa, no matter who leaves whom...
Bai Yiran endures the intense pain in her heart, telling herself that there’s no obstacle that can’t be overco!
After Leng Yichen glanced at Wu Lin, he was the first to walk out of room 3308, with Bai Yiran quietly following behind.
Wu Lin pursed her lips, clearly feeling a bit disappointed at how calmly both dealt with the matter. She wanted to see Bai Yiran hysterical, wanted to see Leng Yichen resolutely shaking off Bai Yiran’s desperately clinging hands.
However, reality was not like that. Bai Yiran’s calmness was sothing Wu Lin hadn’t expected, and she couldn’t help but admire her a bit. After all, if it were her, Wu Lin probably couldn’t manage it the sa way.
Thinking this way, Wu Lin felt sowhat wronged from the slap she took earlier. She thought she should have slapped back!
Bai Yiran sat quietly on one side of the backseat, her body close to the car door, deliberately keeping distance from Leng Yichen. Her face was expressionless, and her complexion wasn’t good.
Leng Yichen sat on the other side, neither of them speaking. The drive ho from the hotel was a fairly long one. Bai Yiran felt this stretch of road was particularly long, as if each ter the car traveled was hollowing her out, and this feeling was not pleasant.
Actually, in Bai Yiran’s heart, she had already prepared for the worst. Leng Yichen’s deception, Wu Lin’s ambiguousness, his cold indifference and humiliation, all of these left Bai Yiran exhausted. If Leng Yichen really had an affair, then in the end, they would have only one path left.
Divorce...
At the thought of these two words, Bai Yiran’s heart twisted tightly. She admitted she couldn’t bear to leave Leng Yichen.
Back ho, Sister Liu wasn’t there. Leng Yichen must have given a heads-up in advance or she went out shopping. In any case, the huge house now had only Leng Yichen and Bai Yiran in it.
The two of them went to the study, sitting face-to-face across the desk.
"Is there anything you want to say to ?" Bai Yiran spoke first. She wanted to take the initiative; even if it’s about ntioning divorce, she wants to be the one to say it.
"Wu Lin is the younger sister of my ex-girlfriend, Wu i. Wu i was my college classmate." Leng Yichen’s deep voice sounded particularly jarring at this mont.
Bai Yiran’s hand tightened on her clothing.
"So it’s a campus love story." Bai Yiran sneered.
"That’s not an attitude for having a discussion." Leng Yichen frowned.
"What attitude do you want to have? Do you want to prepare popcorn and listen to you recount your romance with your ex-girlfriend?"
"Bai Yiran, control your emotions. If we’re going to talk, let’s talk calmly!" Leng Yichen frowned and said.
Tears glistened in Bai Yiran’s eyes, yet she stubbornly held them back, "I am calm. If I had any spine, I might have slapped you by now!"
In Bai Yiran’s eyes, Leng Yichen saw her resentnt towards him, saw the irrepressible grievance. Such emotion in Bai Yiran made Leng Yichen frown, and he abruptly stood up, reaching over the desk with his long arm to grab the back of Bai Yiran’s head, forcefully pulling her body closer to him.
"Don’t co near !" Bai Yiran struggled vehently.
Looking at her, Leng Yichen’s rationality was instantly shattered by Bai Yiran’s aversion, and he pressed a firm kiss on her lips.
He missed her body, he wanted her, wanted her desperately...
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