Chapter 145

As soon as Xia Jingshan is released, Xia Yuhan rushes to the apartment to find Yi Youxia, but the building is empty. When he comes out, he receives a text message from Yi Youxia.

"Sorry, Yuhan, I can't go to Italy with you! I've thought about it. I'm the young grandmother of the Rong family now. I'm so high and beautiful that I suddenly want to give up everything and become nothing. It's not worth it. Maybe like other women, I also have the psychology of money worship and vanity. When I go to a strange place to start over, I have no confidence and courage. Love is very important, but bread is more important. If I can only choose one, I would rather choose bread. Once upon a time, I blame you for choosing Bella and giving up on me. Now, I understand that your choice is not wrong. Only the rich can get married, and poor couples will not be happy. Forget me and find a girl who can really give everything for you. I'm not worth your love. "

Xia Yuhan looks at the text message and almost collapses.

He didn't believe that she would be such a vain money worshiper. Someone must have forced her to do it.

He frantically rushed into Xia Jingshan's office, "tell me, where is Xia again, did you lock her up?" He patted the table and roared.

Xia Jingshan slowly took a puff of cigar: "when I took people there, I just saw her coming out with her husband. Now she should go back to her husband."

Xia Yuhan's eyebrows are twisted in anger, and his forehead is blue. He turns around and goes out to find Yi Youxia. He is blocked at the door by Xia Jingshan's people.

"You want to go to Longcheng to find her? Can you beat Rong Zhenye? " Xia Jingshan sneered, "with your current strength, even he can't pull a finger."

Xia Yuhan clenched her fist, and her knuckles creaked because of too much force. "I'll try my best with him."

"If you die, you can't get Yi Xia back." Xia Jingshan leaned back on the chair and said in a low voice, "I've thought about giving Bella to you. If you want to defeat Rong Zhenye and get that woman back, you must make yourself strong enough to fight against Rong Zhenye!"

This is like giving Xia Yuhan chicken blood, turning his anger and hatred into fighting spirit.

Yes, he must make himself strong to protect Youxia and give her a peaceful life.

When he was silent, Xia Jingshan came over and patted him on the shoulder: "this office will be yours in the future. Work hard and don't let Bella and I down."

At this time, Yi Youxia has returned to Longcheng. Along the way, her face toward the window, staring at the deep night, did not say a word.

She is very tired, physically and mentally.

Rong Zhenye is sitting beside her. His beautiful face is like an iceberg in the Arctic. He has no temperature and no expression.

Instead of taking her back to Rongfu, he went to the villa.

As soon as she entered the door, she lay down on the sofa, threw off her shoes and put her two little feet on the tea table. Her behavior was very rude.

She decided to make trouble with him, let him hate her more, more headache, at that time unbearable, frantic drive her away.

Sister Zhang came over with fruit. She was a little surprised to see her appearance.

She moved her leg aside and asked her to put fruit. Then she turned on the TV and watched while eating fruit, ignoring Rong Zhenye.

Rong Zhenye can't see her trick. Without moving his voice, he goes straight upstairs.

As soon as he left, she put her feet down. It's no fun singing solo.

Turn off the TV and go upstairs for a shower.

When he entered the room, Rong Zhenye had just finished his bath and was leaning on the head of the bed to read the business weekly. He only wore a pair of boxer pants and was leaning on the head of the bed. His perfect figure and sexy muscles were exposed without reservation.

She glanced at him a little fanatically, sat down next to him, put on the earphone, turned on the k-song artifact on the pad, and began to sing aloud: "rebellious war, rebellious war wild, ace to vent..."

Hum, the noise makes your eardrum numb and your nerves collapse.

She sang one song after another, and her throat was a little sore, but a man's face was expressionless, and his whole face was an iceberg poker face, completely ignoring her existence.

She was a little annoyed. She just stood up and sang and danced on the bed. Unexpectedly, she was a little forgetful. She stepped empty and fell back.

She closed her eyes and thought that she was going to fall, but before the cry came to the ground, a strong iron arm stretched out like lightning, caught her in mid air, gently returned, and she fell into his arms.

"If you've had enough, go to sleep." He lightly said a sentence, let go of her, lie back on the bed, look still indifferent.

Look at this attitude, it's true. I don't want to play sugar coated shells with her any more.

It's better that she doesn't get confused.

She turned off the karaoke artifact, lay down, remained silent for a long time, and asked in a low voice, "do you really give up buying Bella?" She had to make sure that she had been cheated once by him and could no longer easily believe what he said.

He put down the business weekly and looked at her. His eyes were darker and deeper than the night outside the window."You don't believe me?"

She slightly raised the corner of her mouth with a touch of ridicule: "for a person who once cheated me, should I believe it?"

He coldly picked the next eyebrow: "why not, a person who once abandoned you, don't you also re throw arms?"

She pouted. "He had to."

"Me too." He said in a low voice, as if to himself.

She sneered and said, "you're doing it for yourself." She was also involved in the abominable suffering.

On his handsome face, three black lines fell together, one turned over and pressed her under the body, "where is he better than me, let you love him so much?"

She gently pushed him, his breath pressure is too strong, so that she can't breathe normally, she turned her head, took a deep breath, and then slowly spit out angry words: "he just can kill you."

His brow immediately wrinkled, fierce eyes like to kill, "which point?" He squeezed three words out of his teeth.

"He can make delicious stewed noodles, can you?"

Her eyes were a bit cynical. A rich man like him could not even cut vegetables, let alone make stewed noodles.

Rong Zhenye was stunned, and his dark eyes flickered slightly, with a trace of disdain: "in this world, there is nothing I can't do, you will wait to eat tomorrow."

"That's what you said. Don't brag." She laughed twice in her heart. She knew that this kind of unaccustomed person couldn't stand the challenge. Tomorrow, when he went into the kitchen to cook noodles, he would surely perform the funniest drama of the year.

"It must be better than him." He snorted and put his hand in her nightgown. Knowing his intention, she grabbed his hand and said, "my aunt is coming."

"So fast." He muttered, a little helpless, let her go, turned back to his side.

She breathed a sigh of relief, as if she had survived. He closed his eyes and was about to go to bed. Then he heard his voice, full of ridicule: "you are so easy to cheat, a bowl of noodles can coax you."

"It's not." She opened her eyes angrily, glared at him viciously, "his advantages are numerous." The most important thing is that he really loves her, and he can only use and cheat.

"Yuhan's singing is very nice. Every night he would sing me to sleep." Her words with a bit of anger ingredients, deliberately to stimulate him.

He trembled violently, as if he had been stabbed by Genli. He stretched out his hand and pinched her chin. His face was very blue, and his eyes were like a volcano, which suddenly erupted without warning. He kept spewing out a raging flame: "are you sleeping with him?" Every word is broken, spit out from the teeth.

She shook off his hand: "he sings on his cell phone. I'm not a casual person. Before we formally sign the divorce agreement, I'll be clean. Unlike you, I'll hang out every day. "

It was like a pair of powerful hands, which smoothed the waves of jealousy and anger in his heart.

"Which eye did you see me fooling around?" He gave a low sigh. There was no one in his heart except her. These days she is not around, he lost his soul, daily muddle, thought does not belong. He can not lose her, as long as he can keep her, he at all costs, even if she will hate him, blame her, he also recognized.

"Dare to do it or not!" She didn't have the good spirit to fling a sentence, someone all passed the picture to her, the irrefutable evidence is like a mountain, still want to deny.

"In your eyes, I'm a playboy?" Rong Zhenye smiles bitterly.

"Even if you use 1000 tons of Libai washing powder, you can't wash it white." She gave a sneer.

Rong Zhenye is very hurt. He knows that her image will be greatly damaged when Xu Wanling happens. If it wasn't for the sake of saving the child, he would have killed Xu Wanling long ago. Can he make her so arrogant?

"Sleep." He vomited two words and turned the light to the lowest.

"Can't sleep, you sing to me." She tooted her lips and wanted to make trouble with him so that he would not sleep well.

"Are you a three-year-old?" He raised his eyes and gave her a scornful look.

"I don't care. You said you wanted to be an ox and a horse for me. A gentleman's word is hard to catch up with. It has to be counted." She kicks her legs and plays a three-year-old kid who can't ask for candy. Anyway, in his eyes, she is a fool who makes him headache. She decides to be stupid to the end. What should he do?

He sighed, eyes in addition to helpless, there is a connivance.

"What song are you going to listen to?"

"The song waiting for you you sang last time." There was a triumphant smile on her lips.

His magnetic voice came from the silent room. She closed her eyes, and her heart suddenly calmed down. Maybe she was really sleepy, but she couldn't sleep. At least she had to let his single cycle ten times to let him go.

"Ice gourd, your voice is so good, it's a pity not to be a singer."

"I only sing for you." He stopped, low way back, gentle tone, like a light breeze."That's strange!" She murmured that she had sung it many times in front of her childhood sweetheart. She is not a little child, she can be fooled by him at will.

His singing stopped abruptly, with a black line across his face. It seems that they have fallen into a crisis of trust.