"I beg you, I beg you to stay. I'm really in pain..." Zhu Xiaoli buried her head and sobbed bitterly.

In the past three days, she cried countless times, and several times she even thought she would cry to death.

He Yijun bit his teeth and closed his eyes. He really didn't know what to do. Who could tell him what to do?

In the repressed hotel room, in addition to Zhu Xiaoli's cry, he Yijun's silence, and the voice of advertisements from TV.

"Welcome to the entertainment gossip. It is reported that Luo Huanhuan, a rich man in D City, and Bei's upstart finally ended their love run for nearly four years and held a * * wedding at the Centennial Hotel today..."

Luo Huanhuan's three words, like a bomb, exploded in he Yijun's ear with a bang.

He suddenly turned back and looked at the wedding scene swept by the camera in the TV. Perhaps it was because the time had not come, there were few guests and the staff were playing with it, but the handwriting of Luo Huanhuan and bedu's marriage was clearly written on it.

Luo Huanhuan and bedu are getting married?

He Yijun widened his eyes, and other voices around him were ignored by him. He even forgot the existence of Zhu Xiaoli, and all his attention stayed in the TV.

I don't know if there are too few recent entertainment gossip. This entertainment news has been about ten minutes, longer than any entertainment news.

He Yijun's heart seemed to be pierced by countless needles. His anger burned all his reason.

He doesn't believe that Luo Huanhuan will suddenly marry bedu. He has only been away for a few days, and they are going to have a wedding?

What the hell happened!

He Yijun felt that his breathing was becoming more and more difficult, and the gas he exhaled was hot, with towering anger.

He looked at the group photo of bedu and Luo Huanhuan across the screen. Luo Huanhuan seemed to be still wearing a wedding dress. Finally, he couldn't control himself and slammed his fist on the table.

"Ah -" Zhu Xiaoli screamed and looked up at his hand. He Yijun's hand just hit the cup on the table. The cup broke into pieces and stabbed into his hand. It was dripping with blood and flesh.

"Yi Jun!" Zhu Xiaoli panicked and shouted. She wanted to get up and see he Yijun's hand. "How are you? Does it hurt?"

She was really scared silly. Even if he Yijun was angry, she had never been like this. Is it a man who is angry and sad only when Huanhuan is getting married?

Zhu Xiaoli's heart was cramped. She was really unwilling to admit that he Yijun really fell in love with Luo Huanhuan.

"Don't touch me!" He Yijun roared and lifted Zhu Xiaoli with a wave of his hand.

If he would compromise and stay because of Zhu Xiaoli's search for life and death before, now he can't manage so much.

He Yijun got rid of Zhu Xiaoli's entanglement and almost didn't do what he wanted. He immediately turned and walked towards the door.

"No - you don't go!" Zhu Xiaoli screamed behind her, but he Yijun seemed unable to hear anything. She walked faster and faster, opened the door of the hotel room and rushed out regardless of everything.

"He Yijun, come back, don't go..." Zhu Xiaoli fell to the ground, but this time, no matter how she shouted or threatened him, he couldn't hear it.

He still left. He left her for Luo Huanhuan.

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