Penulis: Su Zhishui Mesin Penerjemah
Fei Dong listened to her talk about her relationship with another man, and his face darkened. He took another sip of beer and asked, "do you regret it? "
"..."Zuo Xiaoran didn't answer.
It was a tacit agreement.
"Will you go to his wedding? " Fei Dong asked again.
"He didn't invite me, and he probably doesn't want to see me either... " Zuo Xiaoran smiled self-deprecatingly.
But even so, she didn't blame him.
She was the one who caused all of this... ...
Fei Dong saw the pain in Zuo Xiaoran's eyes, and his heart ached again.
After a long silence, he sighed, "Xiaoran, forget about him. You're still young, you still have a long life ahead of you. "
"MM. " Zuo Xiaoran nodded. When she looked down, a hot tear fell into the fruit juice cup.
He could only forget about it.
He was about to get married, and he would have another life. There would be another person to replace her and give him the best love.
Fei Dong pretended not to see Zuo Xiaoran's tears and turned around to drink another mouthful of beer.
He inadvertently glanced downstairs and found an unfamiliar car parked outside his villa.
Beside the car was a lonely and lonely figure.
Fei Dong raised his eyebrows and recognized the person almost immediately.
It was Zuo Xiaoran's ex-boyfriend, Yuan Bao's father, Fang Shaoan!
Why was he here When did he come?
At the same time, Fang Shaoan also raised his eyes and looked at Fei Dong calmly.
He didn't know if it was Fei Dong's imagination, but he suddenly felt a murderous aura.
When he took a closer look, he found that Fang Shaoan had already shifted his gaze to Zuo Xiaoran, who was secretly wiping her tears behind him.
Seeing her cry, Fang Shaoan's eyes darkened with a hint of pity. He gritted his teeth and didn't say anything in the end. He turned around and got into the car.
Hearing the sound of a car starting up downstairs, Zuo Xiaoran looked down.
In the darkness of the night, the license plate couldn't be seen clearly, let alone who was sitting in the car. She only saw the car drive away, carrying a sense of sadness.
"Isn't that your car? " Zuo Xiaoran was stunned. She had thought that the car parked under the villa was Fei Dong's car... ...
"No. " Fei Dong shook his head and did not tell Zuo Xiaoran that the car belonged to Fang Shaoan. Moreover, Fang Shaoan was downstairs just now.
After standing for a while, the night wind began to reveal waves of coldness.
"It's cold at night. Let's go back. " Fei Dong looked at the time. It was already past ten o'clock.
"Okay. " Zuo Xiaoran nodded obediently, then turned around and returned to her room.
After blowing the wind for a while, her heart was no longer so hot. She closed her eyes for a while and fell asleep.
Yuan Bao woke up once in the middle of the night. She got up and fed him milk. While coaxing him to sleep, she also coaxed herself to sleep.
This sleep lasted until dawn.
When Zuo Xiaoran woke up, she felt an itchy sensation on her face as if there was something. She instinctively reached out to grab it, but she grabbed a small, soft, Chubby hand.
When she opened her eyes, she saw that Yuan Bao, who had already woken up, was pinching her face... ...
Damn it... ...
Thinking about it, he took the opportunity to grab the evil little Chubby hand, put it to his lips, and kissed it. "My dear son, you're awake? "
"Ah... " Yuan Bao moved his mouth. Although he could not speak, he could still express that he was hungry.
Seeing this, Zuo Xiaoran sat up and hugged the little ancestor. "little pig, you really can eat! "