"Miss Cheng, if there’s nothing else, I’ll be leaving now." With that, without waiting for Cheng Ying’s response, Lin Yixun turned and walked toward the elevator.
The previous experiences had taught her that nothing good ever happened where Cheng Ying and Leng Yixiu appeared together. Lin Yixun’s life had just cald down; she didn’t want to be thrown back into turmoil because of two unrelated people.
She had just reached the escalator when a strong hand grabbed her wrist. A man’s cold voice followed, "Lin Yixun..."
Lin Yixun sighed with a mocking smile. See, so things you just can’t avoid. She hadn’t done anything, yet here was Leng Yixiu, ready to bla her for sothing.
She turned to look at Leng Yixiu, her voice icy, "Mr. Leng, this ti I haven’t done anything to your fiancée."
The man seed not to hear her words, his gaze fixed on her bandaged hand. He frowned and said, "Your hand..."
"Oh, I accidentally hurt it," Lin Yixun said lightly, not forgetting to add, "Don’t worry, with my hand injured, even if I wanted to do sothing to your fiancée, I wouldn’t be able to."
"That’s not what I ant!"
"Isn’t it?" Lin Yixun was slightly surprised. This was the first ti she wasn’t instantly misunderstood by Leng Yixiu. Well, that was better. "Since that’s the case, please let go of , Mr. Leng. I have things to do, excuse ."
Upon hearing this, Leng Yixiu released her imdiately. Freed from his grip, Lin Yixun didn’t want to stay there a mont longer and went up the escalator with the crowd. She had no ti to think about why Leng Yixiu had stopped her, nor did she care to notice the concern in his eyes for whom it was ant.
Now, she had nothing to do with Leng Yixiu.
Cheng Ying saw Leng Yixiu wanting to chase after her and quickly grabbed him, whispering, "Yixiu, let’s go back!"
Leng Yixiu gazed at Lin Yixun’s receding figure, his face darkening. Finally, he nodded to Cheng Ying.
But when they got to the garage, the man seed to rember sothing. He said to Cheng Ying, "I still have so things to handle here. You and Assistant Xu go back first."
Cheng Ying asked softly, "Yixiu, aren’t you coming with ?"
Leng Yixiu gave her a cold look, handed the car keys to Assistant Xu, and said, "You take Miss Cheng ho first."
Saying this, the man turned and walked towards the elevator. Cheng Ying wanted to call out to him, but the words stuck in her throat because she knew very well that Leng Yixiu was no longer the sa as he was four years ago.
The old Yixiu had eyes only for her. Even if she was only slightly unhappy, he would do anything to cheer her up. But now, she could no longer see herself in his eyes.
And all of this was because of one woman—Lin Yixun!
Every ti he encountered Lin Yixun, Leng Yixiu would lose his usual composure. But she was just a disfigured, ugly woman. How could she compete with her!
Cheng Ying’s fingers tightened bit by bit, the purse in her hand distorted from her grip without her realizing it. A trace of madness flashed in her beautiful eyes. Leng Yixiu was hers, and no one could take him away from her!
In the car, Assistant Xu noticed that Cheng Ying’s expression was off. A strange look flashed in his eyes. He quickly took out a box of dicine from his bag, handed it and a thermos to her, and said in a low voice, "Miss Cheng, don’t get angry. It’s not good for your health."
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