Lu mengju also helped him speak: "yes, Huanhuan, this was originally a very happy thing. Why do you pour cold water on him?"

Luo Huanhuan looked up at Lu mengju and suddenly said with a sneer, "cousin, when did you have such a good relationship with him? Although my mother always wanted to set you up with him before, don't forget who he is now."

Lu mengju lost her chin. She didn't expect Luo Huanhuan to point the spear at her.

"I almost forgot that before I married Bedou, you jumped up and down in it. I wish my wedding with Bedou could go on smoothly. Cousin, what were you thinking at that time?"

Lu mengju stared at her stunned and couldn't help laughing: "Huanhuan, what do you mean? I didn't know your relationship with he Yijun at that time. I thought you and bedu were reunited and you were going to get married. Of course, I would bless you. There are so many things to prepare for the wedding. I'm so busy for you that I didn't even sleep. You actually said I jumped up and down with bad intentions?"

Luo Huanhuan grimaced and didn't speak. She didn't know what was going on. She suddenly thought so in her heart and said so.

"And you and he Yijun, your baby is his, and you like him too. I hope you get the certificate earlier. What's wrong? You don't think I have any illusions about he Yijun? If so, shouldn't I stop you from getting married? Or do you think I hope he Yijun marries you first, and then I hook up with him and let him divorce you and be with me Up? Luo Huanhuan, your brain is not sick! "

Lu mengju finally couldn't help scolding. Even he Yijun couldn't help holding his fist. His face was so blue that it was ugly.

Luo Huanhuan has begun to regret. She hasn't organized what to say. Lu mengju is angry about how to leave: "forget it, I shouldn't care about your bad things. Good intentions don't pay off!"

After Lu mengju left, only Luo Huanhuan and he Yijun were left in the room.

He Yijun sat beside her in silence, his face extremely ugly.

Luo Huanhuan just wanted to say something to break the dead silence, he Yijun suddenly stood up and said coldly, "it's getting late. I'll go back first."

After he finished, he didn't look at Luo Huanhuan and got up and left directly.

Until the door of the room closed and the footsteps outside gradually disappeared, Luo Huanhuan's heart suddenly sank when he couldn't hear anything at last.

Did she do something wrong again?

She made he Yijun angry again.

Did he really go back like this?

Luo Huanhuan thought that he would at least stay. Even if he quarreled with her, he would make things clear with her.

But he Yijun didn't say anything and left so calmly.

Obviously she was angry, but Luo Huanhuan seemed to be abandoned. His fingers clung to the sofa cushion tightly, and his wronged tears fell down.

She admitted that she couldn't carry it clearly many times, otherwise she wouldn't do so many stupid things, even if she regretted later.

Luo Huanhuan raised her head and looked at the quiet room. A burst of heartache spread to her limbs, which was harmless. The pain made her almost unable to breathe.

This feeling is worse than being scolded. She really hates herself. Why should she hurt his heart again and again and say those sharp words to keep the people around her away from her.

Was she destined to be like this in her life?

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